"Ahem." The vice president of Beijing University spoke first, "We in Beijing have always had directional cooperation with your teacher's research institute. Whether it is project establishment or talent transfer, we here always give priority to your research institute. The salary and benefits are at the highest level of associate professor, but you have to take at least eight classes a week."

Beijing is now holding a nationwide college admissions meeting. Once the college entrance examination is over, tens of thousands of students will enter campuses, and there is a severe shortage of college teachers who meet the teaching standards.

Look, Beijing and Hua are snatching people everywhere.

Hua's director was not qualified for the position. The vice-president gave some conditions directly to him, but he could not agree to them immediately and had to go back to discuss with the leader.

The deputy director of the Education Bureau received a letter of recommendation from Cen Guofa, director of the Shanghai Municipal Bureau, and came specifically to persuade Ji Wanqing to teach in a university. But now that both Beijing and Hualien have extended olive branches, he naturally encouraged her from the sidelines and told her that it would be fine to go to either place.

The principal of the Imperial College spoke up at this time: "The work of the question-setting group is one week. Our salary may not be very good, but it is very meaningful! In ancient times, the examiner in charge of setting questions was called the "Zuoshi" by the students. Only the Minister of Rites could be qualified! And according to a rough estimate, there must be millions of candidates for our first college entrance examination!"

Ji Wanqing felt that the president must have used this statement to persuade many senior professors.

With millions of students under his tutelage, which teacher would not be confused after hearing this?

"It's fine to go to the question-setting group." Ji Wanqing thought, "As for Jing and Hua, I still need to discuss this with my master."

The vice-president of Kyoto breathed a sigh of relief.

They currently have some connections with Professor Fu's research institute, so if nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to get the money safely.

Apart from anything else, the fact that they were given a leadership position higher than Hua's based on their sincerity speaks volumes.

As expected, Mr. Fu suggested that Ji Wanqing choose Beijing.

One is that we have cooperated before, and the other is that they are closer to Beijing, so it will be more convenient for them to guide graduate students or go to school in the future.

The future job was confirmed, and Ji Wanqing signed a letter of intent with Beijing University. On October 3, she would attend a lecturer symposium at a Beijing university and then formally sign the employment contract.

When I got home, I found a small cloth bag hanging on the door, which contained some fructose candies and biscuits.

"Xiaoji is back." The aunt next door came out to splash water and happened to see it. "This is a relocation gift from the family at the entrance of the alley. She knocked on your door and saw that no one was home, so she hung up the door."

When Ji Wanqing and Jiang Che first moved in, they gave small gifts to all their neighbors and got to know each other.

She thought her gift was not shabby, but in comparison, this family was more generous.

"What family, auntie? Is this pastry from the old brand on Qianmen Street? The last time I passed by, there was a long line."

My aunt quickly glanced towards the alley entrance and started gossiping like a mother.

"The shop at the entrance of the alley has been empty for a long time. We thought it was taken over by the government. We never expected that it was suddenly cleaned up a few days ago and someone came here."

"They are a young couple, and they look like they are newly married, similar to you two. You are young and must have a story to tell. You can ask around and see what they are about."

Ji Wanqing had only been here for a little over a month. She looked pretty and had a fresh face, but my aunt didn't treat her as someone she could chat with.

This time when she opened her mouth, my aunt could tell at once, hey, she is an insider!

"Mom? Why are you splashing water outside?" My aunt's wife called out from inside the house.

The auntie stopped talking and said, "Oh, look at my memory! Xiaoji, auntie will go back first. We will continue chatting next time!"

"Okay."

Ji Wanqing agreed with a smile and went into the house with the small cloth bag.

To be honest, she is a little picky about food because she is pregnant, and the chenpi candy given by her new neighbor is really appetizing and helps relieve her greasy feeling.

Before Jiang Che came back, she couldn't help but eat four or five of them.

"Don't eat anymore, be careful of bad teeth!" Jiang Che came back and saw the candy wrappers on the table. Without saying a word, he confiscated all the candies. "There are so many people here, and you are still greedy for candy."

Ji Wanqing smacked his lips, "It's delicious."

Then she told me about the arrival of her new neighbor and asked where she bought the chenpi candy. It didn't have any industrial saccharin smell and had a pure and rich chenpi flavor.

Jiang Che had no choice but to take on this task on his own initiative, and he restricted his young wife's candy intake to two pieces a day.

At noon, Jiang Che quickly went to the kitchen to prepare all the dishes, waiting for Ji Wanqing to come over and take charge of the cooking.

Jiang Che also wanted to take the initiative to cook, but Ji Wanqing was very picky, especially since she was pregnant.

Therefore, the final frying still requires her to cook in person, master the heat and seasoning.

"We'll settle down in Beijing, so we'll have to treat Yang Yu and the others to a meal when we have time." While eating, Jiang Che discussed with Qing Qing, "Do you have any restaurant you'd like to eat at?"

"Braised mutton in a copper pot? No, it's a bit fishy." Ji Wanqing thought for a moment, "How about roasted duck with fruit wood? I said I would go there again during the Chinese New Year, but I didn't get to eat it."

"Okay." Jiang Che paused and said, "Tomorrow night our class is having a dinner party, and the monitor said that you can bring your family, but you are pregnant, so don't go and join those drunkards."

Ji Wanqing nodded. She felt dizzy and wanted to vomit after smelling the smell of alcohol too much. The last time she went to Grandpa Jiang's house for dinner, she forced the old man not to drink at the table.

Seeing Jiang Che's sad face, Ji Wanqing looked concerned, "What's wrong? You look so distressed?"

"It's okay. The students in my class were a mess at first and no one obeyed anyone. Now they are forming cliques and opposing each other. Several seniors are lobbying me."

They are the cadre class, which is composed of active military officers who come here for further study. They are in charge of tens of thousands of soldiers in the army, and each of them has his own opinion.

Who would have thought that we would suddenly find ourselves in a small square classroom that was controlled and restrained. Many people were not used to it and sometimes they would subconsciously call the security guard when they wanted to get a glass of water.

There is no struggle when there are more people, especially when they are a group of active military personnel who want to win more than anyone else.

Even if Jiang Che wanted to calm down and study hard, he couldn't avoid being involved.

Who made him the youngest in the class? He was a member of Marshal Fang Yuan's command. As a general under Marshal Fang Yuan, he had to be promoted.

Ji Wanqing comforted him, "Some people have their own factions. In a village, there are still factions of the village head, the party secretary, and the team leader."

Jiang Che was amused by her and sighed, "We have been used to playing it safe for so many years, so I am a little uncomfortable with this."

Ji Wanqing thought of the original novel, in which Shen Feng was Jiang Che's old subordinate and was also considered a subordinate of Fang Yuanshuai.

Seeing how successful he became in the future, it proves that these legs are worth hugging.

Ji Wanqing said no more, "There will always be a way out when the car reaches the mountain, let's just let it go."

Jiang Che also felt that some things could not be reversed by human beings, so he nodded and said, "I'll listen to you, Qingqing."