With the window temporarily, Xue Xiang relieved his nerves a little, then turned back to the table, picked up more than ten pages of manuscript paper in his body and turned it over. From time to time, he wrote a few typos and sorted out five sentences. After about an hour, he stopped writing for the second time. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped writing, there was a sound outside, but it was not a knock on the door, but a dense and light footsteps.

Xue Xiang was curious in his heart, why did such a light footstep come through the door? Such a sound would be heard. When he moved to the door, he opened the door and saw that there were twenty people standing in front of the door. After a closer look, he saw that they were all from the news center. Although Xue had not been there for a short time and had not organized dinners or meetings, with his good memory, although he could not remember everyone's name and name, he remembered clearly who was from that department.

Although Xue Xiang had figured out why his light steps made such a sound, he became more and more curious about why all the people ran to his door to gather. Just as he was about to ask, Sun Xian said: "Director Xue, tomorrow is the day to publish the publication. I wonder if you have any instructions. If not, we have thought of some ideas in private. It would be better..."

But he said that the publishing house was led by Luo Mingfei, and this was the most reasonable thing to ask. However, Sun was worried that Luo Mingfei would be rude and cause trouble again, so he interrupted. Because in Sun's opinion, the young Director Xue, who is currently the young Director Xue, will not talk about its leadership and work ability, but this down-to-earth and hardworking style is really respectable. After all, Director Xue has been working hard all day and night these days, and it is not a performance.

After Sun finished speaking, Xue Xiangwei was stunned. He had been busy these days and really forgot about the time. "No need, I'm ready for the draft. "The Border of Weiming Lake" is about to be revised. The previous content only left behind "The Voice of the Campus", and the rest are all cut off. I'm ready for the content to be published."

As Xue Xiang finished speaking, Luo Mingfei jumped out again: "Director Xue, it's not that I doubt your ability. After all, some things are not something that can be done alone and can be done by just one hand. To put it out in a special way, the dispute between us and Qinghuayuan is basically on the table. Everyone sees it with their intentions. Therefore, I hope that for the sake of the overall situation, Director Xue should not just act on his own and use our life-and-death battle to test the field. I think it's better to go to the new points that I have developed over the past few days." Luo Mingfei stared at Xue Xiang coldly, completely forgetting the embarrassment of being arrested that day.

Speaking of which, since the day Xue Xiang reported, Luo Mingfei has been furious about Xue because of the public opinion war between Qinghuayuan and Jingda University. To be honest, he, the president of the publisher who is responsible for reorganization and publishing, has the greatest responsibility. The school party committee changed the deputy director of the news center for this matter, and transferred such a young Xue Xiang. In Luo Mingfei's view, it was the complete distrust of him by the superiors and slapped him naked in the face. Luo Mingfei had no choice but to use the school party committee to dispatch Xue Xiang, but he blew his anger on Xue, but he didn't know that Xue was never a good-for-nothing lamp.

"Comrade Luo Mingfei, I remember five days ago, I said 'All actions are my command'. Since you are not planning to obey the command, then take a break for the time being. I will talk about it after I have been busy. Vice President Pei. The work of the publishing house is temporarily yours!"

Xue Xiang's voice was cold. After saying that, he yawned, as if he was saying irrelevant homely words, but the low rumbling sounds from all around him really reappeared how surprised everyone was.

"Director Xue, what do you mean? I just put forward some opinions, and I just hope to do my job better. Why should you stop me? Besides, the position of president of my publishing house was appointed by the Organization Department of the Party Committee of the School. What power do you have to suspend me?" In an instant, Luo Mingfei exploded.

Xue Xiang glanced at him and said, "First, what I meant is to give you a vacation, not to stop your post. Secondly, if you have any objections, you can directly report to the Propaganda Department or the Party Committee of the School, that's it."

Since Luo Mingfei jumped out again and again, Xue Xiang didn't mind taking him to sacrifice the flag. I believe that no one dared to jump out and criticize him before he failed. Otherwise, the first one to defend him would probably be Secretary Zhou Da.

After saying that, Xue Xiang asked everyone to disperse, and called most of the chief officials to head to head to the office where the publishing house was located. He didn't even look at Luo Mingfei, who was already ashamed and angry.

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"The great geographical discovery around 1500 AD opened the historical curtain of dialogue and competition between different countries, and thus, the way of the rise of great powers has a global coordinate. Over the past five years, on the stage of the human modernization process, nine world powers have appeared one after another, namely Portugal, Spain, the Netherlands, Britain, France, Germany, Japan, Russia and the United States. The stories of the rise and fall of these great powers have left behind their own unique development paths and experiences, enlightening today and affecting the future..."

"……………Most historians believe that around 1500 AD was an important watershed in human history. From that time on, human history could be called the true world history. Before that, human beings lived on several separate lands, and no one on the continent could know exactly whether the earth was square or round, and almost every land person believed that they lived in the center of the world...……….”

"…. Conquest begins with being conquered. From the 11th century BC to the 11th century AD, wars continued on the Iberian Peninsula, and this land was conquered by the Romans, Germans and Moors one after another. Just like the ardent bullfighters, the people living on this land did not stop fighting with the invaders for a moment. To this day, we can still clearly feel the thrill of pursuing and adventurous pride that seems to be rooted in genes......"

In the office of the President of Peking University, Zhou Shuren almost trotted and read these sentences. He was holding the latest issue of "Weiming Lakeside". His legs were moving rapidly, and he couldn't tell whether he was walking quickly or trotting. His face was flushed, his eyes were slightly bulging, and his big eyes seemed to be half-hanging in the air. The clear Mandarin was sandwiched with a strong Shaanxi accent, but it was so loud.

At first, Feng You thought Principal Zhou was sick and was very scared. But after he calmed down and listened to several words that Principal Zhou recited, he calmed down. Without saying a word, he rushed out of the door. Soon, he brought back a copy of "Weiming Lakeside" and rushed back, sat back and read it.

In this way, in the office of the principal, one old and one young, one recited and one quiet, it achieved a harmony of movement and stillness. Time passed slowly, and I don’t know how long it took, Principal Zhou’s long recitation finally stopped, but when he saw him suddenly move to the floor in front of the window and look into the distance, he suddenly slapped his thigh and sighed: “What a great power rise, what a marine era!”

ps: People are all fainting this week. I am really sorry to everyone. The biological clock has been adjusted, but I still can't adjust it. I fainted at twelve o'clock noon and rely on horror movies to last until nine o'clock in the evening. But I wake up every time I wake up at midnight. It's so bad! Adjust it again, and after adjusting it, I must write it carefully! I'm sorry! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!