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Chapter 400: Using Connections to Arrange a Transfer

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On the eve of National Day, Ding Yi suddenly ran to the University of Finance and Economics to find Huang Xiaochuan. Along the way, he was overwhelmed by the beautiful female college students.

Then, thinking he had guessed why Huang Xiaochuan wanted to be a teacher, he said, "Big shot, now I know why you want to be a teacher!"

Huang Xiaochuan paused for a moment, then turned to look at Ding Yi.

Seeing that Huang Xiaochuan didn't understand what he meant, Ding Yi put on a lewd look and gestured towards the female college students coming and going on campus.

If Huang Xiaochuan still doesn't understand this, he's an idiot.

He then laughed and cursed, "Get lost! It's a good thing I didn't let you be a teacher, you're just too disgusting."

Huang Xiaochuan took Ding Yi to his single dormitory and brewed tea for him.

Ding Yi stood in front of the bookshelf for a while, holding a teacup, then turned around and asked.

"Wow, this dorm room of yours is so comfortable! Compared to our student dorms back then, this is like a five-star hotel!"

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at the small teacup in Ding Yi's hand: "Your cup is empty. Come here, I'll refill it for you."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yi sat down opposite Huang Xiaochuan.

As Huang Xiaochuan poured tea into Ding Yi's teacup, he asked, "Is the matter settled?"

Ding Yi looked surprised: "Huh? How did you know it was done?"

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at Ding Yi indifferently: "We've been sleeping head to head for years. I can tell what you're up to the moment you stick your butt out. If things don't go well, you'll just give me a call. You'll only come to me to brag when things are done."

Seeing that Huang Xiaochuan had guessed his purpose, Ding Yi stopped hiding his intentions and laughed, "You know me well, you're a big shot!"

As he spoke, he took two file folders out of his bag and handed them to Huang Xiaochuan.

"Two job transfer requests, according to your requirements, less work, higher pay, and closer to home."

Huang Xiaochuan took the file bag and opened it in front of Ding Yi, taking out a red-headed document stamped with a large red seal.

This is a transfer letter. With this, I can transfer my job to Shanghai. However, my original employer also needs to agree to release me. But that's much easier. My uncle can just find someone to pull some strings and give me some gifts. Everyone is happy to do a favor.

The transfer letter Huang Xiaochuan held in his hand belonged to his second sister, Zeng Xia, and the receiving unit was the district epidemic prevention station, which was quite relevant to her profession. Then Huang Xiaochuan opened the second file folder, which belonged to his eldest sister, Zeng Hong, and was from the district cultural bureau.

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After his aunt proposed the idea of ​​opening a shop, Huang Xiaochuan felt that he had overlooked something, so he quickly contacted Ding Yi to tell him his idea and asked him to see if he could help him think of a solution.

Of course, familiarity doesn't preclude breaking the rules. Huang Xiaochuan gave Ding Yi a shopping card for the Times Super Shopping Center worth 50,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan in cash, and ten cases of Wuliangye liquor as public relations gifts.

Seeing Huang Xiaochuan's smiling face, Ding Yi tried to take credit from him.

"For my two older sisters' sake, I begged and pleaded with everyone I could, even swallowing my pride, to get this done. How are you going to thank me?"

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled and put the two transfer requests back into the file bag: "Name your terms, as long as it's within my capabilities."

Ding Yi didn't ask for an exorbitant amount; he made a reasonable request.

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, you'll treat me to a meal of Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs."

Huang Xiaochuan agreed without even pausing.

"That's it? I'll send you two big baskets later, you can take them home and share them with your uncle and the others."

"Okay, it's settled then. By the way, people say that eating hairy crabs with aged Moutai is the best way to enjoy them."

Huang Xiaochuan knew that Ding Yi had his eye on the 80-year-old Moutai bottles stored in his basement.

"No problem, just come to my house and get it yourself. Take as much as you want."

Ding Yi snapped his fingers happily: "Big spenders are big spenders, so generous."

The two continued drinking tea for a while, and Ding Yi also chatted with Huang Xiaochuan about the current stock market situation in Shanghai and Hong Kong.

"Hey! Did you know? After the Lunar New Year, a formidable player appeared in the Hong Kong stock market. Her trading methods were incredibly sharp, and the key was that she didn't reveal any flaws. I was originally thinking of taking advantage of her to make a quick buck, but I couldn't find an opportunity. Later, I specifically asked around and found out that she turned out to be a woman."

Upon hearing Ding Yi's words, Huang Xiaochuan inexplicably thought of someone named "Zhang Sui," but he wondered if it was really such a coincidence.

However, he still wanted to confirm if it was true.

"Do you know what your name is?"

Ding Yi placed the empty teacup in front of Huang Xiaochuan, gesturing for him to pour tea. Then, while Huang Xiaochuan was pouring, Ding Yi said, "Call her Zhang Sui!"

Huang Xiaochuan was pouring tea into Ding Yi's cup with a purple clay teapot when he heard this, and his wrist trembled almost imperceptibly.

Just as Huang Xiaochuan was considering whether or not to tell Ding Yi that Zhang Sui was his subordinate, Ding Yi glanced at his watch.

"Alright! I have an appointment, so I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything. Oh, and don't forget the Moutai and hairy crabs."

Huang Xiaochuan got up and escorted Ding Yi all the way to the school gate, where his car was already waiting.

After getting into the car, Ding Yi rolled down the window and waved to Huang Xiaochuan, "Alright, you can go back now!"

Just then, Ma Yifeng and Sang Weihong returned from outside the school and saw Huang Xiaochuan seeing someone off and about to enter the school.

"Old Huang!"

Huang Xiaochuan turned around and saw the two of them hurrying towards him.

"You two went to see a movie in broad daylight?" Huang Xiaochuan joked casually.

Ma Yifeng looked wistful: "I'd love to, but they won't give me the chance!"

Huang Xiaochuan asked, puzzled, "So what did you two go about?"

"I went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books, and Teacher Ma said he also wanted to buy some books, so we went together." As she spoke, Sang Weihong showed Huang Xiaochuan the books she had bought.

Huang Xiaochuan felt sorry for Ma Yifeng for three seconds. This idiot, he thought he was so capable! Turns out he's just a show-off.

"Who was that guy just now? He looks pretty young, yet he's already driving a Mercedes." Ma Yifeng gestured in the direction Ding Yi had left.

"Oh! A friend of mine came to see me," Huang Xiaochuan said casually.

"Old Huang, no wonder they all call you a big shot, your friends all drive Mercedes, impressive!"

At this moment, Sang Weihong said to the two of them, "You two can continue your conversation. I have to go now."

After saying that, he left without waiting for Ma Yifeng's response. Ma Yifeng was very conflicted, not knowing whether he should chase after him or stay and keep Huang Xiaochuan company.

Huang Xiaochuan immediately kicked Ma Yifeng: "Are you fucking stupid? Hurry up and see him off! What do I have to talk to you about? I'm going home in a bit."

Ma Yifeng then realized what was happening and quickly chased after Sang Weihong, not forgetting to bow to Huang Xiaochuan as he left.

Huang Xiaochuan shook his head with a wry smile, feeling like he had endless worries every day.

Huang Xiaochuan strolled leisurely through the campus. He only had one class this afternoon, and it was the first one, so there wasn't much to do. The temperature in Shanghai at the end of September was just right, perfect for outdoor activities.

Students who recognize him would greet him from time to time, and Huang Xiaochuan responded to each one.

After returning to his dormitory, Huang Xiaochuan made several phone calls to his uncle, Zeng Hong, and Zeng Xia, asking them to come to Shanghai this Saturday.