Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 214 The Art of Excellent Management

As if granted a pardon, the spirit of the ancestor vanished almost as fast as it could by skimming along the wall, its speed resembling a desperate escape.

Li Yifeng witnessed the whole thing. After the ancestral spirit had run far away, he nudged Ye Fan with a strange look and asked, "Old Ye, are you serious? You have such unique tastes?"

He lowered his voice, his expression exaggerated: "What's so good about this ancestral spirit offering? It's always hanging its head, looking like a doormat, it's not a pretty sight at all!"

Li Yifeng still finds it very strange that Ye Fan is involved in something like this, and why he likes to associate with the ancestral spirits!

Ye Fan glanced at him sideways, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Son, guess?"

Li Yifeng: "Damn it, you son of a bitch!"

At this moment, Su Luming walked over. She had also just witnessed Ye Fan "blocking" the ancestral spirit.

She frowned, her tone slightly reproachful: "Squad Leader Ye, why did you provoke Xian Zuling again? She's very insecure; don't provoke her for no reason."

Ye Fan laughed and said, "I didn't provoke her at all. I'm just boosting her confidence! Besides, she's so ugly, you know what I mean."

Su Luming's face darkened: "Don't say that, it'll be bad if she hears you, she'll be upset..."

She paused for a moment, then remembered the important matter and softened her tone: "By the way, thank you for recommending me to Teacher Jiang as the branch secretary of the Youth League."

Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Even without my recommendation, the position of class monitor would still be yours. Your abilities speak for themselves; everyone would have chosen you!"

Hearing Ye Fan's affirmative evaluation, his eyes lit up, and his mindset had subtly changed.

When she first enrolled, she thought she would be a shoo-in for class monitor.

Later, when Ye Fan organized a barbecue, he demonstrated strong organizational skills, and she felt that Ye Fan was a very strong opponent, but she should still have a chance.

Later on, I gradually realized that I couldn't compete with him at all, until the class committee election was held after the military training, and I was indeed defeated by him.

Now her mindset has clearly changed a lot, and she is now hoping to gain Ye Fan's affirmation of her abilities.

"Really? Can I take this as your approval?" Su Luming's voice carried a hint of anticipation.

"Of course!" Ye Fan nodded without hesitation, activating the "sweet date mode".

In order to smoothly "pass the buck"... oh no, "reasonably divide the work" in the future, he knew the importance of building confidence in this highly responsible branch secretary.

This isn't being a sycophant; this is "excellent management art"!

Whether he has a good life in the future depends on this.

He spoke without hesitation, his tone sincere, or at least it sounded so: "Su Luming, to be honest, in our class, when it comes to meticulousness, thoughtfulness, and strong execution, you're definitely number one. My abilities don't even match yours..."

"Furthermore, I think you're unmatched in terms of responsibility. Although I'm the class monitor, you completely outclass me in that regard!"

"My only strength is that I can keep the class in check, that's all."

Finally, Ye Fan added, "So, from now on, we'll have to rely on you as our 'pillar of strength' for all the class work, especially the parts that require meticulousness and patience. As for me, I'll strive to fulfill my campaign promise, work hard, and bring glory to the class! Let's work together, both internally and externally, like two swords combined!"

He outlined a promising blueprint for cooperation.

Su Luming was deeply moved by Ye Fan's "high praise" and realized that he might have misunderstood Ye Fan's intentions regarding "lazy governance".

But her academic instincts quickly alerted her to something amiss. She stared at Ye Fan suspiciously: "Wait... Class Monitor Ye, you're not planning to dump all those tedious daily tasks on me and just wash your hands of it, are you?"

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him, but his face instantly switched to a shocked expression of being misunderstood: "How could that be? Am I that kind of person? Comrade Su Luming, are you questioning my sense of responsibility? I, Ye Fan, will never shirk the work that a squad leader should do!"

He then changed the subject: "What I mean is that you are very capable and should take on the main responsibility and help Teacher Jiang with the class work. We can discuss and decide on important matters together, unless you feel that you are not up to the task, in which case I can only suggest that Teacher Jiang choose someone else who is more capable..."

When Ye Fan's encouragement failed, he immediately resorted to provocation!

In short, he cannot admit that he is going to quit.

Su Luming was easily provoked, and Ye Fan's words stirred up his competitive spirit: "No, no, no, I can do it! Who says I can't? Let's just settle it amicably."

She was afraid that Ye Fan would change his mind or actually go to Teacher Jiang to ask for a replacement.

Watching Su Luming's spirited departure, Ye Fan was overjoyed.

Successfully fooled them!

A better future is beckoning!

After Su Luming left.

"Old Ye," Li Yifeng, who had been watching from the sidelines, leaned over and shook his head, clicking his tongue, "You're a real swindler! You even fooled the beautiful Su like this? You clearly want to be a hands-off boss!"

Ye Fan glanced at him, nonchalantly: "What? Feeling sorry for her? How about you help her with some of the class work?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yifeng immediately shook his head vigorously, waving his hands frantically: "No, no, no! Forget I said anything! You continue, you continue to rip me off... oh no, I mean you continue to manage!"

He didn't want to be dragged into Ye Fan's "art of management" as a recruit.

......

In an economics class.

Li Yifeng and Ye Fan were discussing how to play Mewe in hushed tones under the cover of their textbooks when their cell phones suddenly vibrated in their pockets.

He glanced at the lit screen—Fang Yu.

"I need to take this call," Ye Fan whispered to Li Yifeng, then stood up.

On the podium, Teacher Yan, who was explaining the supply and demand curves, glanced over. When she saw that it was Ye Fan, her displeasure at being interrupted quickly disappeared, and she nodded almost imperceptibly, which was considered as tacit approval.

Ye Fan walked out of the classroom. The afternoon sun shone through the corridor windows, casting long patches of light on the ground.

He walked to a quiet corner, leaned against the cool tiled wall, and answered the phone.

Fang Yu's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with a hint of teasing and barely perceptible urgency: "Old Ye, what have you been up to lately? You're always so elusive, I have to wait until the bell rings to chat with you?"

Ye Fan asked with a smile, "Don't give me that. Judging from the noise you're making, you have something important to say?"

After spending some time with him, he got to know Fang Yu better. When things were calm, he would joke around, but once his tone became "urgent," he knew he had something on his mind.

"Haha, Old Ye understands me best!" Fang Yu laughed heartily.

He then lowered his voice, his tone serious: "Isn't it that grand vision of the future you painted for us on the yacht last time?"