Chapter 118: Fang Fangzheng
“What do you mean?” Liu Sheng didn’t quite understand.
Su Yanjun wanted to continue talking, but suddenly he saw someone coming from the back hall, and he quickly stopped talking.
Liu Sheng noticed her eyes and looked back suspiciously, only to see a short, fat middle-aged man standing in the hall.
"Uncle Zhao." Su Yanjun recognized the person.
"Miss Su." Uncle Zhao nodded slightly to Su Yanjun, turned to Liu Sheng and said, "Servant Liumen, please follow me, Fang Yuan is inviting you."
It seems that this Uncle Zhao should be Fang Yuan. The principal's attendants were highly regarded, so they only had an indifferent attitude toward Su Yanjun, a person with whom he was related.
However, the strange thing is that he is extremely respectful to Liu Sheng, a young servant.
Thinking about it, the fact that Fang Yuan is looking for her is probably related to the Honghu Project. Think about what Su Yanjun just said.
【Hmm...I'm afraid...】
Liu Sheng and others had some guesses in their minds.
Liu Sheng glanced at Su Yanjun, but saw that she lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, and felt relieved.
"Please." Uncle Zhao said, his words were calm, but there was a hint of strong urging.
“Okay.”
Liu Sheng responded and followed Uncle Zhao through the Wanshitang Hall and into the Weaving Courtyard.
Uncle Zhao was walking with Liu Sheng. Occasionally when he met someone else, he would greet Uncle Zhao politely and then look at Liu Sheng strangely.
Everyone in the Weaving Courtyard comes in and out of Wanshitang Hall every day. Now they can be regarded as recognizing Liu Sheng. Naturally, they are curious about why Fangyuan summoned such a small doorman.
After seven rounds and eight rounds, we finally arrived.
The main office space of the Qinghe Weaving Institute is not built on a hill like the Lixian Weaving Institute. Instead, it is located in the center of the Weaving Institute, which is convenient for official business. It is simple and simple, and there is no door plaque.
It can be seen that Fang Yuan is indeed as simple and pragmatic as the rumors.
Uncle Zhao brought Liu Sheng to the door, knocked on the door, and called out: "Housekeeper, Liumen is here."
A deep voice sounded: "Let her in quickly."
“Yes.”< br>
Before entering the door, Uncle Zhao could see Liu Sheng's anxiety and whispered: "Servant Liu Men, please feel at ease. I wish you a promotion in advance."
Liu Sheng remained silent. He said, stepping into the room with one step.
The room in Fang Yuanzheng is the same inside and out, simple and without extraneous decorations.
The same is true for Fang Yuanzheng himself, a middle-aged man with simple appearance and clothes.
It was an appearance that Liu Sheng would never remember if he saw her outside.
At this time, he was sitting behind a pile of documents on the desk, writing intently. He put down his pen only when he saw her coming in, and showed a warm smile.
"Miss Liu, please sit down."
For some reason, he didn't call her her job title, but pointed to the chair opposite the desk and asked her to sit down.
"Sorry, I don't have a tea set here, so I can only force you to drink some water."
As he said that, Fang Yuan personally poured a glass of water for Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng did not refuse, and just watched quietly.
"Miss Liu, alas, it is really my dereliction of duty, because I have been busy with official duties and ignored personnel management, so there was such a big omission."
Fang Yuanzheng didn't care about Liu Sheng's cold attitude and slapped his thigh, his face full of pain and sorrow, as if he had lost money.
“I really didn’t expect that those people were so ignorant that they let someone like Miss Liu work as a door attendant at Wanshitang Hall!”
“The door attendant is also pretty good. Serve the people." Liu Sheng said.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Fang Yuan said hurriedly, “But it’s really a waste of Miss Liu’s talent!”
“You still don’t know, right? The monthly magazine is ready, and your article is published as the first one!" Fang Yuan was taking out a brand new "Theory of Cultivation" and placing it in front of Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng opened it and saw that her article "Breadth and Depth: Research on Technical Improvement of the Artifact Analyzer" was indeed placed on the first page.
"This is the pre-printed version I got in advance and give it to you as a souvenir." Fang Yuanzheng looked proud, thinking that this must be of great significance to Liu Sheng.
"Thank you." Liu Sheng nodded and accepted.
Fang Yuanzheng’s kind smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum, but his eyes were narrowed and there was no smile.
"But Miss Liu is too low-key. Why didn't she tell the institute? If editor-in-chief Mei hadn't asked, I wouldn't have known that there were such talents in Qinghe Weaving Institute!"
[Pretend! Keep pretending! 】
【Leave this temptation alone! 】
【If Miss Wen hadn’t pointed it out, I would have almost believed it. 】
【You are smiling but not smiling, can your acting skills be better? I'm so sorry for the audience. 】
Naturally, Liu Sheng would not behave strangely. His mind was agitated, and he simply said: "After all, I don't know if I can pass, so I dare not say more."
"I'm being humble. I'm really being humble. Miss Liu has such talent, she really doesn't need to be so humble." Fang Yuanzheng laughed.
“The analysis of strange objects has always been a top priority for the imperial court. The Holy One has been suffering from the difficulty of making breakthroughs in the art of analyzing strange objects for a long time. Now that I have received Miss Liu’s article, I can say that I am very happy!”
Fang Yuan was smiling, but when Liu Sheng didn't react, he had no choice but to stop laughing in embarrassment.
There was silence for a while, and the two looked at each other.
Liu Sheng said nothing, wanting to see what Fang Yuanzheng had to say.
Fang Yuan was silent, thinking about how to speak.
Facing such a twenty-year-old girl, who is indeed talented, it is a bit difficult to speak.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yuanzheng took the initiative and said: "Ahem, I see you asked Mr. Zhang Chunxue to recommend you to the Honghu Project?"
[After going around and around, I finally decided. Are you getting to the point? 】
[I feel sleepy after listening to it. I just went to play backgammon. 】
【I bet that he will go around again. If I lose the bet, I will lose a hair. 】
【When you lose your hair, doesn’t it mean that I lose my hair? 】
Liu Sheng smoothed his hair and nodded noncommittally: "Yes, Fang Yuanzheng. But is there any problem?"
Fang Yuanzheng was waiting for Liu Sheng's words. Then, he slapped his thigh and said with regret: "Oh, what a big problem!"
"What you don't know is that this Honghu Project is different from the one that everyone could participate in during Emperor Mingyuan's time hundreds of years ago. In order to avoid the expansion of the staff of the National Academy, a recommendation system is implemented, and organizations at all levels in the Tang Dynasty recommend talents to participate. ”
“So, although you With Mr. Zhang Chunxue’s recommendation, the quota still has to come from our Qinghe Weaving Institute.”
“But Mr. Zhang Chunxue didn’t say hello to us earlier. Alas, isn’t this embarrassing?”
Fang Yuanzheng sighed heavily.
Liu Sheng still watched quietly without speaking.
Fang Yuan was looking directly at Liu Sheng's clear eyes, but he continued calmly: "We have already decided in April to recommend Feng Jingyun from the Yiyan Department to Honghu Project for further study."
< br>"So, on a first-come, first-served basis, it's up to Brother Feng to go." Fang Yuanzheng looked at Liu Sheng with a deep gaze. Although he was smiling, his tone was undeniable.
"The recommendation quota for Brother Feng has been reported? When?" Liu Sheng only asked one question.
Fang Yuanzheng’s smile deepened.
“Well, the report was submitted, just this morning.”
(End of this chapter)