Chapter 270: Is this a minor problem?

Back on the bus, Zhou Ming did not tell all the students what happened in the principal's office, because there was no need to. He just tactfully mentioned that the Americans were not very friendly towards them from poor China, as a kind of precaution.

But compared to this news, the fact that they had obtained a document signed personally by the President of the United States was even more exciting. If they weren't considering the fact that they were on Harvard campus and had to maintain the image of Chinese people, they would have howled on the spot. But even if they restrained themselves, once they finally got on the bus and it started moving, they sang the Communist Youth League song together.

In the midst of the cheerful singing, the bus drove across the Charles River on the Anderson Memorial Bridge to the Harvard Business School on the other side.

'That's the academic building of the business school. We just need to go there to complete the admission procedures,' Huang Yi said to Zhou Ming.

The academic building of Harvard Business School is an ordinary red brick building. Zhou Ming and the others parked the car in a special parking space and then went to the academic building to complete the admission procedures. This time, they were not as discreet as before when they went to the president's building. They went there with all 25 students in the finance class, but of course, this also caused problems. As soon as they arrived at the door, they were stopped by security guards.

'I'm sorry, this is the Harvard Business School Academic Affairs Building. Please go somewhere else for your visit.' The security guard obviously mistook them for tourists.

Zhou Ming was not surprised by this. He explained to the security guard, 'We are here to complete the admission procedures. We have obtained the consent of President Lawrence and the President. Here is the written document.'

Zhou Ming took out the document and placed it in front of him. The security guard looked at it and sure enough, there were the autographs of President Lawrence and President Walsh. Although he had never seen the president's signature before, he recognized Lawrence's signature, so there seemed to be no doubt about the president's signature.

But it was precisely for this reason that he was surprised. With a look of disbelief, he exclaimed, 'My God, I can't believe it, you actually got authorization from both the president and the president. This is incredible!'

The security guard's surprise caused the other finance students to hold their heads high with pride, but Zhou Ming was unwilling to waste time with him and asked him directly, 'So may we go in now, please?'

The security guard hurriedly nodded, "Of course, but is that all of you?'

'The documents approved the registration of 26 people, and there are two accompanying friends. Do you want to carefully count the number of people according to the documents?" Zhou Ming asked with a frown.

Zhou Ming's tone was very gentle, but it made the security guard's heart jump for no reason. He immediately shook his head and said, 'Of course not, you please.'

The security guard said please and led Zhou Ming and the others into the academic affairs building. At this time, a tall American walked out. He frowned unhappily when he saw the situation at the door and asked, 'What's going on? Why is it so noisy? This is the academic affairs building, not a tourist attraction. Please ask these unrelated people to leave immediately, otherwise, Mr. Security Guard, I will have to ask you to leave.'

'Dean Pete, you've got it all wrong. These aren't tourists, they're here to register for admission. They have the authorization of the president and the principal,' explained the security guard.

But Dean Pete didn't believe him. He said, 'Do you think I'll believe your explanation? Don't you know that the Chinese are best at sneaking around and playing tricks, or forging things to deceive you? They're just the type of people to do that.'

After Pete finished speaking, Li Yang couldn't help but say, 'Dean Pete, we really did come here to complete the admission procedures. We just came from the principal's office, and we do have the documents signed by the principal and the president in our hands. We have not forged or deceived anyone. Why are you saying such things about us?'

Li Yang said a lot, but Pete just ignored him. Instead, he emphasised to Li Yang, 'Since you are Chinese, I can forgive your ignorance, but next time, please call me Mr. Pete Provost!'

Li Yang was annoyed and wanted to say something else, but this time Zhou Ming came forward first. He took the document and put it in Pete's eyes and asked, 'This is our document, please check it carefully.'

Pete, however, opened Zhou Ming's hand: 'This thing is not convincing at all. I said that this might be forged by you. You Chinese people like to do this, don't you?'

'Okay, Mr. Provost Pete,' Zhou Ming said helplessly, 'if you insist on saying that we are playing tricks or forging things to deceive you, then we can leave right away, and we will go to President Lawrence and the President through our embassies and consulates to return the document in our hands, because it is considered to be forged and we need more real proof.'

Pete's face turned from green to white. Obviously, Zhou Ming's words made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't like being threatened like this, but he didn't dare let them go because if they really went to see President Lawrence or even the President, he would have to resign from his position as dean of the faculty.

Pete was very impulsive, but he resisted. In the end, he just suppressed his anger and said, 'Okay, I believe you, but I don't have time to keep you company right now. My assistant will guide you through the admission process.'

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Faced with such an attitude, the students in the finance class were indignant. Li Yang immediately said, 'Damn it, is this the attitude of these Americans? We are at least admitted by special permission of the US President!'

'What? This is the academic affairs building, please be quiet, or you will be asked to leave!'

At this point, the assistant to the dean of students in front of them turned around and warned Li Yang that since Li Yang had just spoken in Chinese, he didn't understand and could only say that.

Zhou Ming patted Li Yang on the shoulder to calm him down before following behind with all the students in the finance class.

After about an hour and a half, Zhou Ming and the others had completed the admission procedures and been assigned dormitories. They took a bus together to Harvard Yard, where most of Harvard University's student dormitories are located.

The dormitory assigned to Zhou Ming and his classmates was located by the Charles River. It was a villa-style dormitory that could accommodate more than 30 people in total, and Zhou Ming and all of his classmates from the finance class, including Ye Ning, lived here. Not all universities in the United States allowed co-ed housing, but Harvard did. After witnessing the arrogance of the Americans, Zhou Ming was also worried that if he let Ye Ning and the other girls live in the girls' dormitory alone, they would be bullied, so they all lived here together.

However, considering the issue of men and women, Zhou Ming specifically set aside all the rooms on one side for them, ensuring that the girls would have their own little world and would not be disturbed by the male students. Of course, in fact, according to the layout of the Harvard dormitory, which has a separate bathroom and study, even if there is only one room, it is sufficient.

After all the students had seen their rooms, Zhou Ming gathered everyone in the lobby on the first floor. Zhou Ming said, 'Well, we've now moved into Harvard. After we go to the Economics Department tomorrow to pick up all our textbooks, we'll officially become Harvard students.'

With Zhou Ming's words, all the finance students cheered, but then they heard Huang Yi's pager go off. Zhou Ming took out his own phone and said to Huang Yi, 'Since we arrived at Harvard, your pager has gone off several times. It went off in the President's Building, it went off in the car, and it went off in the Academic Affairs Building. It must be something important, right?'

Huang Yi wanted to say no, but looking into Zhou Ming's eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say it, and in the end, he had to take the phone and dial.

Huang Yi returned after less than a minute. He handed the phone back to Zhou Ming and said, 'Thank you, Mr Zhou. It's the association. There's been an issue.'

Zhou Ming glanced at Huang Yi before taking the phone. Then he called the class monitor Chen Shu and told him to take the students back to the hotel to pack their things and prepare to move into the dormitory. After arranging for the finance class students, Zhou Ming told Huang Yi to go with him. Huang Yi said to Zhou Ming, 'Teacher Zhou, it's just a minor problem with the association, so you don't need to go with me. You see, there are still so many students who need your care.'

'They are just going back to the hotel, and it doesn't matter if I'm there or not,' Zhou Ming asked, looking Huang Yi in the eye. "But are you really just a minor problem for the association?'

Facing Zhou Ming's questioning, Huang Yi could not bring himself to nod. In the end, unable to bear the pressure Zhou Ming was putting on him, he had to say, "It is indeed an old problem for the association, but it is a bit difficult to handle.'

'Since it is a difficult problem, and you have called me teacher, we are both Chinese, so just take me there and have a look,' Zhou Ming said.

Huang Yi still smiled and said to Zhou Ming, 'Teacher Zhou, I don't think you need to go. You have things to do here, and the problems on my side are all old problems. I can solve them myself, so I don't need to trouble you, really.'

'I know it's definitely an old problem, and it's still a difficult one. But I've already asked the students to take the minibus home first. I have to take a taxi there anyway, so I might as well hitch a ride with you, and I can pay for the fare for you as well.'

Zhou Ming said this, and Huang Yi wanted to say something else, but Zhou Ming had already walked with him, and then they took a taxi to the location of the Brighton Chinese Students and Scholars Association.

When they arrived, they got out of the taxi, and Zhou Ming could hardly walk anymore. He asked Huang Yi, 'Is this the old problem you said you could solve?'

Huang Yi lowered his head and was speechless. In front of them was a row of very ordinary bungalows. It could be seen that there should have been a row of shops here originally. The Brighton Chinese Students and Scholars Association rented two of them, but now none of the shops were open. All the roller shutter doors were tightly shut, with spray-painted graffiti of all kinds covering the top, all of which were very insulting words such as 'Judgment of yellow bitch' and 'Chinese bedbugs out of the United States', as well as those unsightly graffiti.

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