Listening to Jiang Yiren's description of the composition of the Youth Class, Song Guanchao suddenly felt uninterested, and sighed, realizing that the political circle is ultimately about social connections.
Ability is secondary; it cannot be prioritized.
Relationships, connections, and background are what truly matter.
After dinner, Jiang Yiren took him to the dormitory, just in time to encounter the coordinator of the training class coming to register the attendees.
Jiang Yiren held his arm: "This is Teacher Yu, quickly go register."
Song Guanchao walked over: "Hello, Teacher Yu. I'll register myself."
Teacher Yu, in his forties, stood under 1.7 meters tall, with a smile naturally radiating warmth that made people feel close.
"Name."
"Song Guanchao."
"Are you Song Guanchao?"
Teacher Yu smiled and looked him over, seemingly already aware of this name.
Coincidentally, the crowd nearby also heard this name and took a few more scrutinizing glances.
