"So, the fan club of Lotus No. 1 Middle School is completely different from your current fan club?"

Hao Yuefei took a sip of tea slowly, looked at Zhao Wenjie, who looked slightly restrained on the sofa, and tried to speak in an amiable tone.

He and Zhao Wenjie are actually familiar with each other and have known each other since Hao Jun was in elementary school. However, as the child grows older, a series of drastic changes in his personal identity have caused some barriers and natural awe in the originally familiar relationship.

Hao Jun hit Zhao Wenjie gently. He was already calling him Uncle Hao Yuefei, and he whispered from east to west. He was so intimate when he screamed, but now, his mouth was a little knotted when he spoke.

Originally, at Zhao Wenjie's age, he would not care too much about identity differences. It was probably because his family members instilled this in him more or less, which made him always seem very restrained when facing official figures.

This is not sour!

"Uncle Hao, I, I, actually think so. No. 1 Middle School is limited after all, well, limited student organizations are not a long-term solution. The teachers and teachers are also focused on immersing in teaching and daily management. I am afraid they don't have much energy to study and consider the long-term development of the fan club, so I was wondering if I could arrest the fan club again! That's why..."

When talking about the fan club, Zhao Wenjie's nervousness finally faded a lot and became much clearer in structure. In the end, he was able to speak smoothly.

Hao Yuefei heard about the fan club from Hao Jun, and he was relatively neutral about some of the attitudes that the city No. 1 Middle School showed at the fan club. After all, in order to strengthen management, it is understandable from his perspective. It is just that snatching food from students will make people feel that the eating appearance is a bit ugly.

Zhao Wenjie planned to start a new job as soon as he graduated, and he had found a breakthrough so quickly. I think that at first, No. 1 Middle School, he would not have had such an idea at all. In this regard, he basically had a neutral attitude.

What he was more concerned about was that no matter which fan would come forward, whether he could give some help to the work in Fengtang District to a certain extent, which would reflect the value of fans on his side.

"According to our preliminary understanding, the development project has sent relevant performance invitations to several entertainment companies in Hong Kong, but so far, no clear receipt from a company has been received. Only Xinghuang Entertainment has replied that it is necessary to go through research to give a clear reply..."

Hao Yuefei briefly explained the current situation and smiled again: "Wenjie, you and Xiaojun grew up together, so uncle said it directly, so as not to think that I was still an official accent in front of you. In fact, the No. 1 Middle School in the city has already contacted us through formal channels. Their opinions are also very clear, just hope that we will not cooperate with you fans in any work, thinking that you are fake and counterfeit organizations, let us kick you out as soon as possible and turn to cooperate with them in related aspects. They also promised to complete the relevant contact work as soon as possible!"

After hearing this, Zhao Wenjie's face changed slightly. Young people still could not maintain basic calm in this state of mind, but he was mentally fully prepared in this regard. Compared with the status of No. 1 Middle School in Lianhua City, a student who had just graduated from high school was really not considered a green onion. What's more, reasonably, he was a graduate of No. 1 Middle School, which is contrary to the fine tradition of respecting teachers and respecting the truth. No matter which side, he stood opposite to No. 1 Middle School, and was from the weak side.

Therefore, when Hao Jun made this decision from the beginning, he felt that his good buddy was gradually growing and transforming, and he dared to face difficulties and speak out for his own interests. Naturally, he was very happy to wave the flag and shout.

"Uncle Hao, I will not question the ability of the fan club of the No. 1 Middle School in the City, because this was created by Jun Geer and I. We know better than anyone else in our hearts. We also understand that the fan club of the No. 1 Middle School always has a limitation, that is, its members are all students of the No. 1 Middle School, and students must be under the supervision of the school, and the school cannot allow students to have their own room for their own performance in the affairs of the fan club. But we are different now. I hope Fengtang District can give us the same opportunity to see the truth in both sides in terms of strength, rather than simply arguing about who is the real, who is the fake, and who is the orthodox question..."

Zhao Wenjie's words were clearly organized and did not deliberately belittle the No. 1 Middle School and elevate himself. It is rare for a high school graduate to show such wisdom.

Hao Yuefei couldn't help but look at Hao Jun, who had been serving as a foil while sitting next to Zhao Wenjie. Thinking about his son's past performance, he felt that Zhao Wenjie's words were actually nothing. Children who can play with each other always have some commonalities.

"Okay, Wenjie, your thinking is still very clear. Uncle will talk about my own opinions based on your opinions!" Hao Yuefei always put himself in the position of an elder, not the top leader of Fengtang District.

Zhao Wenjie subconsciously sat upright. Hao Yuefei's attitude largely represented the position of Fengtang District. If he disagreed with his fans, he would continue to participate in the opening ceremony performance planning, it might have a huge impact on his entire plan to start a new job, and he could not be careless.

"It is not convenient for Fengtang District to directly express its official position. If there are more requirements in the No. 1 Middle School in the city, there may be some bias. You must understand our position. But I still hope that you young people will not be discouraged, nor will you affect your attitude because of the change in our position at that time. If there are work results, yours will be yours and no one can take it away!"

Hao Yuefei tried his best to prevent so many social relations from being restricted in his words, which also encouraged the spirit of young people. Moreover, he was indeed not the kind of stubborn old-school official.

Today he asked Zhao Wenjie and Hao Jun to have a face-to-face conversation, with the purpose of conveying a posture of the fan club at No. 1 Middle School in the city, and also made them realize that if they want to get support and development, they still have to come up with real materials, otherwise everything will be empty talk.

This is actually an act of revealing the news in advance. After all, someone from the No. 1 Middle School directly sent the phone to the Secretariat. Of course, it was also a lesson for Zhao Wenjie and the others in advance. Under the real information, some so-called constraints will eventually become insignificant.

When Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie walked out of Hao Yuefei's office, Zhao Wenjie couldn't help scratching his head. He didn't expect that the city No. 1 Middle School would react so quickly, and through the official connection, he tried to completely defeat the people he had finally won over.

At this moment, there seems to be only one way in front of them, that is, to successfully help Fengtang District complete the task of this opening ceremony performance, so that fans can have a certain degree of cohesion and centripetal force, so that the No. 1 Middle School of the City knows their abilities. But if they fail, it may mean that the seniors and seniors who are attracted by him will turn to the No. 1 Middle School of the Lotus City No. 1 Middle School fan club.
Chapter completed!