The Richest Man Yang Fei

Shi Si smiled and said: "Of course, otherwise, why would the world's superpowers plunder crude oil resources? Basic resources will always be the object of interest in wars."

In front of her, Yang Fei made no secret of his ambition, and said: "So, I want to apply for the import and export right first, maybe it will be useful in the future. Sister Shi, you live in the provincial capital and have a lot of connections. It's up to you Applying for me can definitely get twice the result with half the effort. This matter can only be entrusted to you."

"Okay, for the sake of helping me just now, you give me the company information, and I will run around for you."

"I've prepared the information. It's in the back seat. I'll give it to you when you get off."

"I thought I had plotted against you, but in the end, you are still the best." Shi Si sighed quietly and smiled.

At this moment, her gloomy mood and indifferent face just now had flown to Java.

Yang Fei reached an employment agreement with two universities in Beijing, but he didn't have much hope for it, not to mention that there are no students who are willing to come to Meili Daily Chemical for an internship, even if someone comes, among a hundred people, can they stay? A person is an unknown number.

He thought of the Southern Provincial Chemical School.

In the afternoon, he came to his alma mater and went directly to find the principal Gu Qian.

For Yang Fei, his alma mater is like Shang Hai, both familiar and unfamiliar.

In later generations, he participated in many alumni gatherings.

A few years later, this technical secondary school will be upgraded to an engineering college, and the campus will also be expanded. A row of facades outside will be completely demolished.

As a human again, it was the first time for Yang Fei to return to his alma mater. There was a huge difference between the campus in front of him and the one he remembered, and it took him a while to get used to it.

He came to the administration building, went up to the third floor, and went to the principal's office.

"Student, who are you looking for? You can't come here casually. If you need something, please go to the office on the first floor to find the teacher." A very elegant female teacher stopped him.

There are many teachers in the school, who are not teaching the class and are generally not familiar with them.

But Yang Fei still has some impressions of the teacher in front of him, because she is versatile. Every year, she organizes cultural activities and will also perform on stage.

Yang Fei still remembers that once in the school sports meeting, he ran 1,000 meters and won a championship. It was this teacher who gave him the prize.

The most special thing is that this teacher's name is easy to remember. His surname is Zhong and his first name is Chu. There is one scarlet letter less than the female star.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm Yang Fei. I have something important to do with Principal Gu." Yang Fei was polite.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhong Chu asked, looking at Yang Fei, feeling familiar, but unable to remember. There are so many classmates in the school, it is impossible for her to recognize all of them.

"This matter has to be discussed with President Gu." Yang Fei said solemnly.

"Aren't you a cadre of the student union?" She knew several cadres of the student union.

"Mr. Zhong, don't you remember me? I have already graduated."

"Then when you go back to school, do you want to renew your diploma? There are a group of students who went out for internships in advance, and their diplomas have not been taken away yet."

"No, Teacher Zhong." Yang Fei walked forward.

"Hey, Yang Fei, what's the matter with you? Principal Gu is very busy, so we don't meet you casually."

Yang Fei ignored her and knocked on Principal Gu's door.

"Please come in!" Gu Qian's slightly deep baritone voice came.

Yang Fei pushed the door in and said with a smile, "Hello, Principal Gu. I am a graduate of this year, and my name is Yang Fei."

Gu Qian has no impression of this student who graduated from his own school.

He looked at Yang Fei suspiciously: "Yang Fei? What do you need from me?"

"Principal Gu, I opened a daily chemical factory and urgently need talents, so I want to cooperate with my alma mater and recruit some students from the school."

Zhong Chu didn't leave, just stood by the side. Hearing this,

Can't help being slightly surprised, and looked at Yang Fei again.

Many of the students who graduated from the chemical engineering school were promising, some became factory directors, and some started companies.

However, like Yang Fei, he was the first to start a company right after graduation!

The distribution pressure of technical secondary schools is getting bigger and bigger, Gu Qian knows this well.

Especially for chemical engineering schools, if there is a targeted allocation, the number of places is limited.

There are only a few chemical companies in the province. There are many people entering and few people leaving, so they are already saturated.

Now Yang Fei said that he wanted to recruit students, which hit Gu Qian's heart.

It's just that Yang Fei's factory is a private enterprise, and ordinary students might not want to go there.

Yang Fei had anticipated his concerns a long time ago, and expressed his own thoughts, using the practice agreement.

Students in the graduating class can go to Meili Daily Chemical Co., Ltd. for an internship, including round trip expenses, board and lodging, and salary.

In addition, according to the headcount, some labor subsidies are given to the school every month.

After the internship is completed, there is a two-way choice. All students can stay at will, and those who stay will sign employment contracts.

With such superior conditions, Gu Qian has no reason to refuse.

After all, compared to the proud sons of Tsinghua University's Department of Chemistry and Beijing University of Chemical Technology, a technical secondary school graduate from a provincial chemical engineering school is far less noble and dignified.

And this group of middle-level professionals is exactly what Yang Fei's company urgently needs.

Taking a step back, even if you can't recruit a few college students, as long as you can retain a group of outstanding technical secondary school students, the company can start.

After all, the daily production of a daily chemical factory does not have high requirements for the quality of employees.

Yang Fei and Gu Qian have their own needs, and they hit it off right away.

After negotiating everything, Gu Qian stood up and saw him off.

Yang Feilian said he didn't dare to take the role, and repeatedly asked the principal to stay.

"Student Yang Fei." Zhong Chu caught up from behind and asked, "You really started a company?"

"Yes." Yang Fei smiled, "I would also like to ask Mr. Zhong to give me some advice."

"I don't dare to teach you. There is something I want to ask for your help." Zhong Chu said with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Zhong, just ask if you have something to do."

"That's right. My husband, Ma Zhixia, is also a teacher in our school. He teaches fine chemical engineering."

Yang Fei snorted and listened to her.

"Last year, I don't know where he made a mistake. He learned to trade stocks from others. At the beginning, he bought some stock subscription coupons and made a fortune, and then he became a floater. He actually resigned and went to stock trading full-time. In the end, in less than a year, he pawned his pants! Hey, now, he lost his job and money..."

"I see, Mr. Zhong, do you want to let him come to work in my company? Yes, no problem. I'll leave a phone number for you, and you can ask him to contact Su Tong and come to work directly."

"Su Tong? Are you talking about Su Tong who graduated from our school? She is also helping you?"

"Mr. Zhong, do you know Su Tong?"

"She is my student! Can I not recognize her?"

"It's a coincidence!" Yang Fei laughed, "Then it would be easier to talk. The only thing is that Su Tong and I are his students, and I'm afraid that Teacher Ma will feel ashamed or lose face."

Zhong Chu raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "He is no longer a teacher! If there is a job for him, how dare he not do it? Is the bread important or the face? Don't worry, this matter is on me!"