I'm back in 1990

Chapter 472: Too Many Monks, Too Little Porridge

In December, in accordance with regulations, the school published the list of personnel who met the requirements for this professional title evaluation, a process referred to as public announcement.

If the public has no objections to the list within the stipulated time, Huang Xiaochuan will officially become an associate professor after the New Year.

According to the procedure, universities usually start the professional title evaluation process in September or October each year, followed by applicants submitting materials and the university's personnel department conducting a preliminary review.

Next came the review and defense process. Huang Xiaochuan passed the review and defense stage with ease. Firstly, he had solid qualifications, and secondly, this was an award given to him by his superiors, so the experts just went through the motions.

However, the annual professional title evaluation is not a matter of how many people meet the requirements and are awarded the title. Simply put, there are far more applicants than available positions. There may be three or four people competing for an intermediate professional title, while there are even more competitors for an associate senior professional title. Sometimes, there are even hundreds of people competing for one associate senior professional title.

Therefore, it is common for lecturers in their forties and fifties with intermediate professional titles to be lecturers in universities. Huang Xiaochuan's behavior of being directly promoted from teaching assistant to associate professor naturally aroused dissatisfaction among these people.

Why should he be given special treatment?

How old is he?

It's not even fully grown yet, is it?

It's not his turn to be ranked based on seniority!

Go find the principal and demand an explanation!

There's definitely something fishy going on here. I'll write to them and tell them. I refuse to believe there's no justice in this world.

The people in the small office had naturally heard plenty of rumors. This time, except for Lü Jingyun (who hadn't held an intermediate professional title for five years), the other four participated in the professional title evaluation, and impressively, they all passed. However, Ma Yifeng, An Cheng, and Jiao Zhiyong applied for intermediate professional titles.

Originally, Huang Xiaochuan was just like them. He initially applied for an intermediate professional title, but it was later changed to an associate senior title. Ma Yifeng and the others only found out about this when it came time for the review. While feeling envious, jealous and resentful, they beat Huang Xiaochuan up a few times to vent their resentment.

When Sang Weihong, who knew the truth, told them what Huang Xiaochuan had done, they were convinced and completely convinced!

This associate professorship is nothing compared to his enormous contributions: he was the whistleblower of the Hong Kong financial crisis and the strategist who turned the crisis around.

So when someone questions whether Huang Xiaochuan got his associate professorship through connections with his academician teacher, the group will stand up and argue with those people.

Now they're talking about it again in the office, and Huang Xiaochuan is sick of hearing it.

The person closest to him was Lü Jingyun. She was sitting face to face with Huang Xiaochuan, holding a cup of hot fruit juice in both hands, sipping it slowly while talking to Huang Xiaochuan.

Yang Haixia from the School of Management is furious. She is 45 years old this year and has been a mid-level professional for more than ten years. She applies every year but fails to get promoted. Her dean gets a headache whenever he sees her. But everyone knows that the review committee members are all invited from outside. Her own academic level is not high. It's no wonder that she will pass the review.

Now she's going around making a scene, saying you got your associate professorship through connections and back channels, and that she's going to report you to the Ministry of Education, and even the school.

Huang Xiaochuan was speechless. Intellectuals would do anything when they got into a fight. He had heard many versions of the story, all expressing doubt and dissatisfaction with his position as associate professor. Fortunately, he was a man of integrity, and the associate professorship was specifically assigned to him by the university. Therefore, the university completely ignored these criticisms.

That's why these people's complaint letters went unanswered.

When Lü Jingyun brought up the matter, Ma Yifeng, who always loved to join in the fun, came over again. He skillfully rummaged through Huang Xiaochuan's tea canister and grabbed a handful of tea leaves for his own teacup.

Then, while pouring water from the thermos into a teacup, he said, "Let her sue me. I even went to listen to one of that old woman's classes. She couldn't even speak proper Mandarin properly, her accent was so strong. The poor students looked completely bewildered. Someone like her? Even if she gets promoted to associate professor, she'll only be a disservice to the students. What can she teach? Her hometown dialect?"

Lü Jingyun was amused by Ma Yifeng's words: "Little Ma, you have a sharp tongue, don't you?"

Ma Yifeng leaned against Huang Xiaochuan's desk, blew on the floating tea leaves, took a small sip despite it being too hot to drink, and then replied, "I call this being truthful. If I've told a single lie, may I be hit by a car!"

Lü Jingyun quickly spat, "Don't talk nonsense! Great fortune and good luck! Nothing is taboo!"

Just then, Sang Weihong arrived. She was there to have Huang Xiaochuan, Ma Yifeng, and others who had been promoted to professional titles fill out some forms.

"What are you all talking about? It sounds so lively!"

"What are you all talking about? It sounds so lively!"

When Lü Jingyun saw that it was Sang Weihong, she warmly invited her to her seat.

"Wei Hong, sit here with me. Sitting for too long is making my butt feel all bloated. You should stand up more!"

Several people simultaneously turned to look at Lü Jingyun. It is indeed quite large, but no one has said it out loud.

Seeing that Ma Yifeng was also staring at Lü Jingyun's big buttocks, Sang Weihong got a little annoyed. Taking advantage of Huang Xiaochuan and Lü Jingyun's inattention, she glared fiercely at Ma Yifeng.

Ma Yifeng quickly looked away and gave an awkward smile.

"Just now, your son Ma Yifeng mentioned Yang Haixia from the School of Management. He said that she speaks with a strong local accent when she teaches, and the students can't understand her lectures."

Upon hearing the name Yang Haixia, Sang Weihong immediately exclaimed, "Her? She's in our section chief's office right now, demanding an explanation!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Jingyun's gossip-loving spirit ignited.

"Really? What's going on? Tell us quickly!"

Sang Weihong spread her hands: "What else could it be? Of course, we should present the facts and reason with them. Director Hong said that the evaluation of professional titles should take into account both teaching and research. The evaluation of professional titles is based on these two requirements. You, Teacher Yang, do not meet the requirements, so you will not be able to be evaluated. You should look for the reasons within yourself."

Lü Jingyun slapped the back of her chair: "Director Hong is right!"

Huang Xiaochuan then interjected, "Alright, alright, you can gossip later. Senior, it seems like you came to see us about something, right?"

Sang Weihong slapped her forehead in annoyance: "Oh dear! I almost forgot the important thing. Come on, fill out these forms. Where are Teacher An and Teacher Jiao?"

"Old An is keeping watch at the training center, and Old Jiao hasn't finished class yet, but he'll probably be done soon!"

Sang Weihong placed several forms directly on Huang Xiaochuan's desk and instructed him, "I've left theirs here. When they come back, have them fill them out and bring them to me."

Huang Xiaochuan put the form into his drawer: "Okay, I'll take care of it!"

Although Huang Xiaochuan emerged as a dark horse in this round of professional title evaluation, which aroused the indignation of those who did not get the title, they could only shut up when they saw Huang Xiaochuan's published papers, awards and honors when they were called in for a private chat. The person who talked to them also compared their achievements one by one. It would have been better if they hadn't compared them. They found that the gap between people was bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

Intellectuals also have their pride, and most of the teachers who were talked to no longer mention the matter. Only a few stubborn mules who wouldn't admit their mistakes until they were faced with a fatal blow continued to make a fuss. However, these people were gradually transferred to other schools under the guise of exchange programs, but not to undergraduate institutions, but to vocational schools.

They even claimed that these schools have less competition for professional titles, so that you can resolve your title issues sooner after you go there, but whether that's true or not is anyone's guess.