?Mobile reading Last time, Qin Feng helped the company resolve the crisis of shareholders pulling out their investments. Eight Zero Electronics Book The management expected these elders to settle down for a few days, waiting for their defenses to ease—then Mei Hui would strike. What Qin Feng hadn’t anticipated was that the elders hadn’t stopped sending people into the company, especially during the period after Qin Wei’s passing and Mei Hui took over the company’s operations. Qin Feng’s arrival gave the shareholders a sense of opportunity—they believed now was the ideal time to send someone in, just in case Qin, the young heir, remembered their contributions and gave them a chance. Even if the effort didn’t succeed, it would certainly create some difficulties for Mei Hui, Hou Bao, and Qin Feng—what could be better? Under this premise, with the new human resources manager appointed, the elders quickly sent someone over, claiming to take on the position of Deputy Manager of Human Resources. Although Román started work only the next day, he knew that in key departments, either managers or deputy managers had to receive a personal directive from the CEO to officially take office—verbal commitments were not sufficient. The way the handling of the young female manager was met with profound indignation. The visitor raised her voice first, then escalated to a full argument, and eventually pushed the pens and file boxes off Román’s desk. On one side was a newly appointed manager, and on the other, someone recommended by the shareholders—no one knew whom to support. Román stood there, furious, facing off against a young man who seemed utterly self-assured. The young man stood over 1.8 meters tall, with naturally wavy hair, black-framed glasses perched on his nose, dressed impeccably, and radiating a scholarly air. It was truly a waste of his handsome, youthful appeal—how could a man so poised engage in such a heated argument with a woman? Qin Feng and Fang Fang arrived promptly, and only then did Román relax his clenched fists—something that Qin Feng, the young man, had noticed. "What's going on?" Qin Feng asked, immediately asserting his dominance over the glasses-wearing man. Luoman replied, "This person claims to have been introduced by a shareholder and wants to serve as my deputy, yet he can't produce a formal appointment letter signed by the CEO. Of course, I won't agree to that—here's the thing..." The glasses-wearing man interrupted Su Manager, sniffing, "For someone who doesn't even understand the company's most basic bylaws, I simply don't see the need to be polite. Don't think because you're a woman that everyone has to yield to you. If you don't understand, go find someone else to ask. Before criticizing others, you should first examine whether you're actually in the right position yourself." The glasses-wearing man's presence was commanding, showing no signs of concession despite Qin Feng's arrival. Qin, the young magnate, narrowed his eyes. After the previous shareholder-led crisis, he had absolutely no goodwill left for that group. The saying "when you love a house, you extend your affection to the sparrows; when you hate a house, you extend your hatred to the sparrows" holds true as well. Undoubtedly, his first impression of the man wearing glasses was very negative. Yet, given that so many employees were present, he felt it necessary to first understand the full context before making a decision. So he asked, "Who recommended you? And what credentials do you have to believe you're capable of handling this role?" Instead of answering directly, the man in glasses posed a counter-question: "And who are you? Since you're making all these demands, why haven't you introduced yourself? At the very least, you should explain what grounds you have to expect such authority." Fang was visibly annoyed and said, "He's Qin Director—he's the largest shareholder of this company!" Immediately, the man in glasses assumed a look of sudden realization, then adopted an air of lofty confidence, saying, "I'm a returning overseas graduate, graduated from the University of Zurich in Switzerland, majoring in business management, and self-studied financial management, earning a double degree." After working at several large companies upon returning home, I've accumulated substantial management experience. I wouldn't have come here at all, not to mention in a deputy role, if it hadn't been for an enthusiastic invitation from one of your shareholders. Qin Feng, after listening to the other person's boasting, turned to Su Man and asked, "Is the University of Zurich in Switzerland particularly well-known?" Roman replied, "It ranks 24th among the world's most prestigious universities." "Ranked that low—what's the point of bragging about it?" Qin Feng teased. "I just can't believe I've never heard of it. Shouldn't I know about the top universities like Harvard, Yale, Cambridge, Oxford, and MIT?" The glasses-wearing man immediately protested, "Ranking 24th isn't bad at all—it's still better than most universities in our country! Among the top 100 universities globally, only Peking University and Tsinghua University from the People's Republic of China make the cut, and both are well behind the fifty-mark." "That's true. Everyone so highly values overseas graduates because our domestic capacity to cultivate talent is simply weak. On the surface, a glasses-wearing graduate from a top university, with experience at a major corporation, truly looks like a top talent. Yet talent also requires character—when it comes to a brilliant person lacking in character, Qin Feng would rather kick him out cold than give him a chance. Unexpectedly, he casually remarked in Swiss German, 'Your hair is quite good!' The glasses-wearing man suddenly froze—clearly, he understood the meaning. Good heavens! He's just pretending! If he truly graduated from Zurich, how could he not understand Swiss German? Could it be that all the professors there only speak Chinese? In fact, the man isn't even an overseas graduate—he merely bought a diploma from a so-called 'fly-over' university abroad, spending money to fake it. He's never left the country in his entire life." We chose Zurich University in Switzerland as a backup primarily for calmness—because if you claim to be a Harvard graduate, you might soon encounter an “alumnus” at work and have to reveal your story right away. Typically, overseas returnees come from Europe, Australia, or East Asia, so how many people in China actually speak Swiss German? To Qin Feng’s surprise, the company’s chairman could hold a full conversation with the Eight-Nation Alliance without needing a translator. Seeing Qin Feng’s expression shift, the glasses-wearing man quickly interjected, “Actually, I graduated from our branch campus, which is jointly established with the United States…” Crack! A sharp slap silenced him mid-sentence. The blow sent him spinning several times around—hadn’t he steadied himself against the desk, he would have fallen to the ground. “I’ve never heard of European elite universities establishing joint branch campuses with American institutions,” he said, “though I’ve seen such information frequently on certain domestic websites.” Qin Feng pulled back his right hand and asked Su Man, "What's the name of this so-called university?" "Wild-chicken university!" Su Man and Fang Fang answered together. Everyone else suddenly realized—they'd been scammed all along! Qin, the young chairman, grabbed the glasses-wearing man by the collar, facing him with panic in his eyes and saying, "You're bold to show up on my turf! Go back and tell your boss that if he thinks I'm a fool, I'll make him pay for it. Get out!" He pushed him first, then kicked him hard. No one saw it as violent—they thought the chairman was simply brilliant.