Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Huang Jingping wears morning jogger sportswear. This suit is washed every two or three days. Now it seems to be used as work clothes. She wears a shower cap and a mask on her face. She is fully armed and pushing. The vacuum cleaner came up from downstairs, "Is the first floor done?"

"Yes," she held up to face Feng Yiping, giggling, "look at the sword,"

Feng Yiping smiled and turned away, "Stop for a moment and tell you something serious, my parents, your parents, I will come home in a few days."

"Ah!" Huang Jingping was a little flustered when she heard it, and tore off her mask, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, just look at us,"

"Why? My parents didn't call me,"

"Mayor Huang just called me, and I invited him, and he agreed."

"What is Mayor Huang, what is your name?" Dad was promoted. Of course Huang Jingping was also happy, but she was a little embarrassed in front of Feng Yiping, "Really all right?"

"It's okay, as long as they come to play, you continue to clean, be thorough, the kitchen and bathroom are left for me to clean tomorrow, I will deal with the files first."

Feng Yiping entered the study, but did not immediately approve the documents. He leaned on his chair and looked at the pale blue sky outside the window. He should be happy if his parents were coming, but he was always a little sad.

He understood very well that he should do this, but at the same time, he also understood that even if he did not push Zhang Yan further and further, it would create obstacles among them.

Huang Jingping, who was a little excited, was dusting the second floor balcony. She wanted to say something to Feng Yiping. Seeing him sitting motionless in the chair, she felt thoughtful and moved more gently.

After a dozen days of absence from class, Feng Yiping set a record this time. When he returned to school the next day, he was very low-key, but under the cover of the classmates he had asked for. He did not confuse his name only once. Of course, he may not have been recorded. The school spirit. Really free.

But he didn't dare to neglect. After finishing the last section on economics principles, he walked around among his classmates and then came out with a large stack of notes and some more. It's a job that is in a hurry and can be handed in on time. In short, the next half month will not be too easy.

The car body is also full, and the schoolbag is also full. Feng Yiping is thinking about going to the parking lot. Put these away first. The counselor Xiao Jin, the teacher, walks away from a place a few steps away in a beige windbreaker. After that, I saw him so hard to die. Feng Yiping was too late to hide. He was really worried about what would come.

"Hello, Teacher Jin, you are so handsome today!" Unable to avoid it, Feng Yiping came forward to say hello generously.

Like most counselors, Mr. Jin is also a senior who stays at school after graduation. The conditions at home are good, and they usually dress more fashionable than their students.

"Oh, the task is very heavy. With so many notes, it seems that your absence from class is not a day or two."

In the corridor on the second floor, Gao Heng looked at the following scene triumphantly.

"How dare I, Teacher Jin, I am promoting my style and helping everyone bring these things back to the dormitory."

"Let's go. Go to my office," Teacher Jin said to him indiscriminately.

"Guide, something?" This one was caught by the counselor when he returned to school. It's not a coincidence. Could someone give a small report?

He glanced upstairs, just in time to see Gao Heng retracting. Your sister, it must be your kid!

"Don't worry, although some classmates have reported your absence from class to me, but today I am not looking for you for this."

Feng Yiping walked side by side with Teacher Jin, "I'm sorry, Teacher Jin, I was in a hurry the other day. I didn't have time to say hello to your old man. I went out for a few days, but you can rest assured that I won't miss a single lesson."

Teacher Jin didn’t bother to investigate whether he was absent from class for a few days or ten days. If you spend time learning more now, you will spend a lot less time doing work in the future, right?"

Dare to say wrong? "Instructor, what you teach! I must listen to you and plan my time more scientifically and rationally. Dare to ask you to find me, what are your instructions?"

Teacher Jin did not answer his question. Looking at the deformed bag he was carrying, he smacked his lips regretfully, "This is a genuine product, you are really willing to!"

"Oh, this is from my sister, besides, isn't the thing just for use?" Is it still offering!

"Did you know? The third issue of your magazine made many teachers fall through their glasses." Teacher Jin changed the subject again.

"Yes, I want it."

When he sent it, he could see that the third issue of the magazine was the most disapproving of teachers. It was mainly the positive and party-style words on the cover. All over the world were talking about the future of the Internet economy. , Including some universities, are scrambling to spend money on similar projects. In this case, of course they are not liked by those rigorous teachers.

However, it was precisely this way. It turned out to be so disapproving, and after the 13th, how much attention will be paid, so some teachers who had sent him to the magazine casually discarded the magazine later and looked at it.

It can be said that Feng Yiping achieved his goal perfectly.

"There are many capable people in your magazine!"

"I'm very serious and put a lot of thought into doing this, and I have hired a lot of high-quality talents with a high salary, and I have established cooperative relationships with many experts." At this time, I talked about my small magazine. Feng Yiping can't be humble.

"The college has decided. Your magazines and the college library will order some, and there are many teachers who will order it themselves, so you don't have to work hard to send them one by one in the future. How about it, be happy!"

As soon as he arrived at the office, Mr. Jin told him good news.

"Happy and honored!" A magazine of more than ten dollars, that is, the library and each teacher, ordered two hundred copies together, and it was only three thousand dollars, whether it is for the college or the teacher, that is not a problem, "but , Don’t other colleges have the same vision as ours?”

Other colleges, including the main office building of the school, he gave a lot of cheeky, but now he has only his own college to support him. Of course he is somewhat dissatisfied.

"Then it's up to you. I'm looking for you today. It's mainly about your application for the crowdfunding agency. Teacher Chen is busy with work and left most of the things to me. Together with him, I found various related departments. I have just been notified that this application of yours has been specially approved. In principle, the college and the department agree to your first-year student as the president. Of course, you still have to participate in the induction training of the club department."

"Really?" This is another thing that makes Feng Yiping happy. He knows that his application is not within the scope of the regulations. The original plan was to be a notice or to file for filing. approved.

It seems that the rules are set to break, and it mainly depends on who they are.

That being said, my freshman in the first grade finally gained some weight in school! No wonder someone reported that he was absent, and Mrs. Jin didn't care about it.

"The main reason is that you, the initiator, are convincing, and the school is willing to make some such attempts," Mr. Jin's words confirmed his guess.

Speaking of which, Feng Yiping's personal experience has also played a big role in the approval of this application, especially his impressive magazine.

"However, the name crowdfunding is still not generous and comprehensive enough. Or should it be changed to entrepreneurial clubs? In addition, what the schools and courtyards mean is that at present, you should not expand the recruitment scale of members. Individuals are enough. Since everyone is preparing for some projects, then do the preliminary work more solidly and do a good job. Then, it will be more convincing to wait until the second half of the year before recruiting new members. You say is not it?"

It seems that the school still has some concerns, whether it is the association that plans to work hard, or that he will become the president of a freshman in the first year, but it happens to coincide with Feng Yiping's plan.

"I understand, just do more and talk less, and then publicize it when you do it, and now quietly enter the village, don't shoot guns, right!" Feng Yiping summed up the central meaning of what Mr. Jin said.

"Correct!"

"No problem, thank you guide!"

"One more thing, you still need to pay attention to missed classes. If something happens, you must ask me for leave."

"Yes, that happens to be Teacher Jin. In the middle of next month, I have to take a week off. I have to go to the Canton Fair." Feng Yiping is the one who is best at hitting snakes and sticks.

Holding the false note that the boss of Jin was reluctant to approve, Feng Yiping walked out of the office and ran into the eye-catching fellow Gao Heng again. He didn't know if he was waiting there on purpose.

"Yiping~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What did you say to the counselor, so long?"

Feng Yiping paid no attention to his careful thoughts, took out the approved leave slip and shook it, "It's nothing, just ask for a week's leave in advance."

How could it be like this again? Gao Heng was very disappointed. He had prepared a lot of words. When Feng Yiping came out, he would give a fake comfort first and then educate a few words. Who knows, everything is useless now.

Feng Yiping didn’t need to look back to know that Gao Heng’s face must be wonderful now, but he didn’t bother to look at it. It's not big, the point is annoying.

And this time, he must be remembered deeply, because he forgot about last year's events so quickly.

Some people are so cheap, don't you care about his mother, he will not admit that you are his father.

Feng Yiping was not happy for long. As soon as he walked to the parking lot, he received a call from Jin Ling, "Yiping, where are you? Come to the company as soon as possible. We are in trouble again." (To be continued.)