Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

　　 On the first day of the winter vacation, with Xiao Zhijie's sadness and Wang Changning's envy, Feng Yiping hurried to the provincial capital.

　　 What Xiao Zhijie lamented was that after finishing the exam yesterday, he continued to go to class today, only Feng Yiping waved away again.

What Wang Changning envied was that his parents and sister were also in the provincial capital, and they hadn’t seen each other for almost a year. In addition, they had been in the provincial capital for more than a year. He also wanted to go and see it. If you think about it, if he wants to ask for leave, the head teacher will not approve it.

Feng Yiping couldn’t do anything about it. A few months ago, he asked Gao Zhiyi and Li Jia to help him find out if there was a second generation in the banking industry at the University of Political Science and Law. They really found one. I heard it was the son of a branch manager and also a college graduate. three.

　　 Gao Zhiyi and their winter vacation are going back to their hometown. Now they have been waiting for him in the provincial capital for a few days, so he dare not delay at all.

　　 It was just after nine o'clock that he arrived in the provincial capital. This time his treatment was different, and Feng Zhenchang came to pick him up in person.

　　 Standing by the gate of the station, there was a dim light. Feng Zhenchang tried his best to find his son from the noisy crowd. "Here!" He waved to Feng Yiping.

　　 took the backpack from his son, "How's the test?" Feng Yiping knew that if his mother came to pick him up, the first sentence should be to ask him if he ate at noon. If it was his father, he would definitely ask this.

　　 "It's not bad, the questions are not difficult, and the performance is not bad. It should be the top few in the county!"

　　 "I guess you are the same." In the past two years, Feng Yiping has been only overwhelmed by one or two students from the county experimental middle school. He and Mei Qiuping are still very relieved of his results.

　　 Feng Yiping, who was walking behind his father, was a little confused. How to walk to the side instead of going to the bus station, he would never think that Feng Zhenchang would take him to take a taxi. Please, how can they be willing!

　　 Is it possible to ride that tricycle over?

Feng Zhenchang seemed to be deliberately selling it. He silently carried his son’s bag and walked in front of him. Then he opened the door of a van parked on the side of the road and happily pointed to the car and said to Feng Yiping, “This is ours. car!". His appearance is no different from that of a child who finally got his favorite toy.

"I got my driver's license?" Feng Yiping was also a little happy. He looked around the car. This was a high-topped silver-gray Changhe van. Compared with the later vans, the lights were much rudimentary and the paint effect was significantly worse. The seams everywhere are also a little bigger, other than that, well, pretty much the same.

　　 Feng Yiping took a picture of the wagon, which is still strong, it is also made by the current military factory anyway, and the materials used are fairly solid.

　　 Opened the passenger's door, the seats were all covered with blue and white checkered chair covers, "Your mother and your sister sewed them by themselves." As Feng Yiping looked at it, Feng Zhenchang said.

　　 Okay, this is really the aesthetic style of parents and their parents. Besides being practical, it's really...not good at all.

　　 got in the car, he habitually closed the car door, Feng Zhenchang immediately said, "Come on, this is still a new car!"

　　 looked back and forth, the car was very clean and there was nothing superfluous, except for the seat cover, only the ornament of Chairman Mao on the rearview mirror.

Feng Yiping looked at the nameplate above the seat expertly. This data is really poor. The displacement is less than one liter, only 797 ml. At 3,500 rpm, the maximum power is 35 horsepower and the maximum torque is 51 Nm. The power is estimated to be only later. Half of those micro-faces is less than a fraction of most family cars.

　　 But, for such a car, Feng Zhenchang treats him like a treasure. He started a little rusty, and then turned to the main road carefully, for fear of scratching and bumping.

　　 Feng Yiping also didn't dare to speak, because he was afraid to disturb him. When there were few cars on the road, he asked, "How much did it cost?"

　　 "It all adds up to more than 40,000 yuan! Your mother is very reluctant." Of course, I can't bear it, more than 40,000, and you can buy a small house with more.

　　 "Has my uncle bought it too?"

　　 "Only these few days, he wants to buy a white one, there is no stock in the store now."

Seeing Feng Yiping, Mei Qiuping went up and down again, and pulled him under the lamp to see if there were any scars on his face, "You, you, you shouldn’t be hiding from us at that time, if we I knew it, those dogs don't want to stand and walk back."

　　 Feng Yuxuan always bullied her brother when she saw her brother, "Oh, Feng Daxia is here, I heard that you are invincible against Liangjiahe!"

　　 These ridiculous remarks, in exchange for Mei Qiuping to knock her on the head a few times.

　　 At noon the next day, Feng Zhenchang sent Feng Yiping to the entrance of the University of Finance and Economics. As soon as Li Jia saw him, he immediately reached out, "What about things?"

　　 "So urgent, fat brother, are you sad?" Feng Yiping asked with a smile.

　　 "What is so sad about me, they are really handsome!"

　　 Feng Yiping handed Li Jia an envelope. Li Jia opened it and looked at it, and immediately yelled "Wow". It contained the signed photos of the two heavenly kings Liu and Li, and two CDs.

　　 "Where is mine?" Gao Zhiyi also stretched out his hand.

"I can't forget!" Feng Yiping gave him another envelope, which was a signed photo of Faye Wong and God of Singer, who had just returned to his real name. As soon as Gao Zhiyi watched it, Li Jia grabbed it, "What are you doing? You don't like it. Are they?"

　　 "That won't let you take this to lie to girls!" Li Jia said frankly, ha ha, it seems that these two, under the influence of Feng Yiping, this external factor, seemed to have some sparks.

　　 As for these things, of course they are the spoils of going to Hong Kong during the summer vacation.

I was in a western restaurant next to the university town with the branch elder son. To be honest, the decoration made Feng Yiping very uncomfortable. The design may be intended to show grace and luxury. The overall effect was average, and the main color was too deep. , The window is not big, it feels very depressing.

The three ordered three glasses of orange juice and waited for more than half an hour. The waiter walked around at least two times before a young man in a black leather jacket hurriedly walked in the door and saw Gao Zhiyi wave his hand and walked over here quickly. I'm sorry, but something happened temporarily, so it took a while."

　　 This is a thin and tall young man with a small back and a simple and fashionable dress. After saying a word, he sits directly beside Gao Zhiyi.

　　 Gao Zhiyi introduced the two of them. The eldest son of the branch was called Ma Jiwei. Feng Yiping got up and shook hands with him. He saw the double F logo on his leather jacket. Let me go, luxury!

　　 While drinking water, Ma Jiwei reached out and touched him, "Student Xiaofeng, did you bring what I said?"

"Get ready!" Feng Yiping took out a small box from his bag. This is the plate for PolyGram’s 20th Anniversary Concert. The focus is not on this plate, but on a piece of paper attached to each of the singers. All signed them.

　　Ma Jiwei took the past and took a closer look, then smiled, "This is a rare thing, you also have some avenues!"

　　 Feng Yiping smiled, noncommittal.

　　 Li Jia ordered a piece of pasta~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The three boys all ordered steak. The taste was so-so, with only one character, "Expensive!"

During the meal, they mainly talked about things in the school. Feng Yiping didn’t have much to say. Li Jia and Gao Zhiyi introduced the topic several times. Finally, at the end, Ma Jiwei asked, “Your decoration company What level is it?"

　　 Feng Yiping's attitude towards this young man suddenly changed a bit, and it was indeed somewhat expected, not the kind of unlearned dude that many people often say.

　　 However, this question can be regarded as asking about his shortcomings, "The company was established at the beginning of the year, but this year it has undertaken nearly 600,000 projects."

　　 Ma Jiwei understood immediately that he didn't even have the third-level qualification, "That's pretty good, and it will be fine to apply for the third-level qualification in one or two years."

　　 He wrote Feng Yiping a telephone and pager number, "This is my contact method, I always contact you if you have any problems.

After speaking, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and beckoned to the waiter to come over and pay the bill, "No, no!" Gao Zhiyi held down his hand, "Then I'm welcome, I have something to go. Yes, classmate Xiaofeng, thank you today!"

"Not bad too!" After he left, Gao Zhiyi comforted Feng Yiping. Of course, Feng Yiping knew that this had to be done step by step. With his contact information, if he could go to his house to recognize the door during the Chinese New Year, then this is today. Fan is also worth it.

　　 But, I always feel a little aggrieved!

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