Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 482 Outsourcing and Specialized Division of Labor?

From Ye Fan's rather dramatic fall (he omitted some "supernatural" details, only saying it was an accident), Cheng Yuyan quickly and accurately pointed the finger at his "class monitor style".

"Hey Ye Fan," Cheng Yuyan said, picking up a piece of stir-fried vegetables and looking at him with a half-smile, her tone carrying a knowing, teasing tone:

"You're such an 'easy' class monitor, aren't you? I've heard that almost all the class affairs, big and small, from taking class meeting minutes to planning activities, end up falling on Li Yifeng's shoulders?"

As she spoke, she glanced meaningfully at Li Yifeng, who was silently eating his meal and trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

At this moment, Li Yifeng was completely different from when he usually interacted with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, with skin as thick as a city wall, chuckled without a trace of shame:

"This is called a reasonable division of labor, making the best use of everyone's talents! Old Li is reliable, I'm giving him a chance to hone his skills!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yifeng nearly choked on his food, and could only silently weep in his heart: What the hell is this training opportunity! If it weren't for my father wanting to help his son, I wouldn't bother doing this!

Cheng Yuyan gracefully put down her chopsticks, sighed softly, tapped her finger on the table, and glanced back and forth between Ye Fan and (as if she could sense) Jiang Fan from afar, before concluding:

"I think your class, from advisor Jiang Fan to you, the class monitor, is a perfect system of 'hands-off management'! The advisor hands it over to the class monitor, the class monitor hands it over to their roommates..."

She leaned forward slightly, warning him half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Take it easy, don't go overboard with this 'layer upon layer of outsourcing' approach. If you mess things up, you'll regret it!"

The phrase "layers of outsourcing" acted like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of Ye Fan's memories.

The image that immediately flashed into his mind was an anime adapted from a phenomenal novel from later generations—

The production quality was excellent from the start, the visuals were stunning, and the word-of-mouth was overwhelmingly positive.

However, in the later stages, in order to meet deadlines or save money, the production team outsourced a large amount of work layer by layer, resulting in a sharp drop in the quality of the final product.

Especially those battle scenes that should have been magnificent, the special effects were so simplistic that they gave fans of the original work a collective heart attack, and were jokingly referred to by netizens as an epic disaster of "battle qi turning into horses".

Isn't the anime's trajectory of collapse a perfect illustration of what Teacher Cheng meant by "the layers of outsourcing messed things up"?

Ye Fan couldn't help but give a mental thumbs up; Teacher Cheng's analogy was absolutely spot on!

He composed himself, put on a seemingly very reliable smile, and quickly patted his chest to assure them:

"Don't worry, Professor Cheng! While we emphasize 'detailed division of labor,' meaning we scientifically allocate tasks, it doesn't mean we abandon our responsibilities! We'll keep a close eye on the key aspects to ensure nothing goes wrong!"

He deliberately used some management terminology that sounded very sophisticated.

After listening, Cheng Yuyan's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she then showed an expression of "sudden realization" and "utter speechlessness".

She picked up the drink on the table, bit the straw, and said in an extremely familiar tone, as if she had heard someone say it eight hundred times in the office:

"Hmm... 'Highly specialized division of labor'? No wonder that sounds so familiar! No wonder you and Jiang Fan get along like brothers!"

She drew out her words, emphasizing each one: "So it's all the same old art of 'passing the buck' and 'packaging' rhetoric!"

If Cheng Yuyan's words are translated, isn't it just that she's too lazy to do things herself, so she finds laborers to do the work and then calls it meticulous management?

When Ye Fan was exposed, he just chuckled dryly, showing no sign of stress.

Looking at his nonchalant attitude, Cheng Yuyan felt a pang of envy and helplessness.

Many times, she also wished she could be like Jiang Fan, boldly delegating some administrative tasks to the class committee and freeing herself up.

But compared to Jiang Fan, a seasoned veteran who deeply understands student psychology and dares to delegate authority, she, as a relatively inexperienced new counselor, is always a little hesitant to let go of her responsibilities, fearing that things might go wrong if she hands them over.

The result was that, while Jiang Fan was leisurely teaching the same major, I was busy like a spinning top, practically becoming a miserable little wife in the office!

She poked at the rice in her bowl with her bamboo chopsticks in frustration, and sighed silently.

......

This teacher-student dinner, generously funded by Teacher Cheng, lasted for nearly forty minutes in a relatively relaxed and pleasant atmosphere (mainly Ye Fan and Cheng Yuyan bickering).

The seven dishes and one soup on the table were almost completely devoured; the main force behind the battle was naturally those boys who were still growing.

At the dinner table, Ye Fan was undoubtedly the center of attention and the one who created the atmosphere. He and Cheng Yuyan chatted back and forth, joking and laughing, talking about everything from school gossip to work complaints, and there was hardly a dull moment.

Su Luming sat next to Ye Fan, occasionally joining in with a few words in a natural and generous manner, sharing some interesting anecdotes from class activities or courses. She was already familiar with Cheng Yuyan (as a class committee member and outstanding in appearance, she often visited the counselor's office), and her conversation was filled with just the right amount of closeness and respect.

The most "clever" one was Xiao Ji.

After wolfing down two bowls of rice and a pile of hearty dishes, his belly visibly bulged out.

His eyes darted around, and while Ye Fan and Teacher Cheng were engrossed in their conversation and no one was paying attention to him, he quietly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and then, like a slippery eel, crouched low and darted out of his seat with lightning speed, disappearing into the crowd at the cafeteria entrance in the blink of an eye.

My goal is clear: to go back to my dorm and play games!

Li Yifeng and Shi Kai were not so "lucky".

The two of them had almost finished eating, and seeing Xiao Ji successfully "break through," they were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Several times I wanted to follow suit and run away, but whenever I caught Teacher Cheng's occasional smiling gaze, or thought about the possibility of being "punished" by Ye Fan afterward, my courage would instantly vanish.

I could only resign myself to continuing to play the role of "background character," burying my head and pretending to be very interested in the few remaining grains of rice in the bowl, while my ears were perked up, receiving all the gossip on the table.

Oh well, at least we have food and drink. We can just enjoy the gossip as a side dish...

As for the ancestral spirit, she seems to possess a kind of "invisibility" ability.

She sat quietly next to Su Luming, eating her meal in small bites, making almost no sound.

As long as no one actively throws the topic at her, she can calmly immerse herself in her own world. Her face shows neither Su Luming's composure nor Li Yifeng's unease; it is as calm as a deep pool without any ripples.

She seemed to be completely shut out of the surrounding noise.