The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

"It's recruiting, the mine is recruiting. As long as the young and strong laborers, the monthly salary is 1 yuan, including food and housing!"

"The factory recruits female workers, listen carefully, as long as female workers are under the age of 18, those with outstanding looks are given priority."

"..."

As soon as Zhou Hexuan stepped out of the station, he saw rows of recruitment booths. In the eyes of businessmen and bosses in the Northeast, the flood victims from Shandong are inexhaustible cheap labor.

Take mines as an example, the salaries of miners recruited locally are higher, and in case of accidents, pensions are also paid. The disaster victims are different. It used to be difficult to recruit maids with a monthly salary of 1 yuan, but now they can choose young and strong at will, even if they die in a mining accident.

What's more, using the guise of recruiting female workers to engage in human trafficking and flesh and blood business is completely taking advantage of the fire.

But the disaster victims have no choice. It is extremely rare to survive, so how can they care about the future? They lined up in front of the recruitment booth and slowly moved forward, like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhou Hexuan couldn't bear to see him, so he went to a carriage and called a carriage, and then he went to Wangjiahezi Village (later Shenyang Tiexi District) on the outskirts.

The handlebar style is very talkative, and while flicking the whip, he said: "Are any of you new teachers?"

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "How do you know we are teachers?"

The handlebar said: "Sir and Miss, they are scholars at first glance, and now they are going to Wangjiahezi. Of course, they want to be teachers at Fengyong University."

"Even you know about Fengyong University?" Zhou Hexuan asked in surprise.

The handlebar smiled and said: "Who doesn't know all Fengtian? Master Feng Wu is benevolent. He donated all his family property to run a university, and he didn't charge tuition fees. A while ago, the city was full of admission notices. I am a relative's child, I just passed the school’s admission, and I still applied for a major in mechanical engineering.”

"It's good to study mechanics, but China lacks engineering talents. After graduation, you can find good jobs wherever you go." Zhou Hexuan said.

"That's not true," the handlebar said chattyly, "my relative is not a wealthy family, and he has already tried his best to send his children to middle school. He originally wanted to go to a normal university, which is free of charge. But when he heard Feng It's free to study engineering at Yong University, so I'll sign up right away. That kid is smart, he has a good brain, and he's promising since he was a child..."

The handlebars talked endlessly, talking endlessly, until they reached their destination before finally shutting up.

What appeared in front of Zhou Hexuan was a large area of ​​new buildings. Red bricks and black tiles, glass doors and windows, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and occupying a huge area, emptied Zhou Hexuan's family, and it was not enough to build so many houses.

Feng Yong was standing at the gate of the school, directing more than a dozen pickers to place the stone lions: "Left, left, left, and then a little to the left, move forward... Hey, okay!"

Zhou Hexuan walked over and said with a smile: "Principal Feng, don't come here without any problems."

Feng Yong was very happy to see Zhou Hexuan, he laughed and said: "I like this name, let me call you twice to hear it."

"Hi Principal Feng!" Zhang Leyi also called out jokingly.

"Hahaha, don't call him Fifth Brother from now on, just call him Principal Feng." Feng Yong smiled all over his face.

Zhou Hexuan handed over a cigarette and asked, "Are there enough teachers in the school?"

"Enough, I hired them with a high salary," Feng Yong said without accepting a cigarette, "I quit smoking and drinking. As the principal, we should lead by example and get rid of the bad habits of the past."

Zhou Hexuan praised sincerely: "Principal Feng is courageous."

Feng Yong patted the two stone lions and said, "Is it majestic? It's a gift from the sixth son."

The stone lions that Zhang Xueliang gave to Fengyong University have been handed down to later generations. They are the pair at the entrance of Shenyang Gas Group Corporation. Local friends should be familiar with them.

After chatting for a few words, Feng Yong said to Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Leyi: "Let's go, I'll take you to visit the school."

A few people entered through the school gate, and there was a hole in the sky inside, with many buildings, playgrounds, courts, and sports fields with complete facilities.

Zhou Hexuan was surprised and said, "With so many buildings, you built them in half a year?"

"In less than half a year, it only took four months," Feng Yong said proudly. "There are more than 200 classrooms, offices, libraries, and dormitories."

Zhang Leyi asked: "Isn't it expensive?"

Feng Yong said with a smile: "I took out all the cash at home, sold two factories and several houses, and donated a total of 3.1 million yuan to the school."

madman!

Destroying a family to run a school can only be done by a lunatic.

Zhou Hexuan said: "Even if we run a university, it will cost less than 3 million yuan."

Feng Yong laughed: "Haha, I will show you something, and you will know it after seeing it."

Zhou Hexuan didn't understand what he meant, and followed behind him full of doubts.

Everyone passed the playground and came to a row of warehouses. The warehouse was actually guarded by plainclothes soldiers. Judging by the loaded guns, it was obvious that there were good things hidden inside.

Zhou Hexuan's attention was focused on the long and narrow space in front of the warehouse. He carefully checked the white markings on the ground, and asked uncertainly, "Is this the airstrip?"

"Haha," Feng Yong didn't answer, but laughed and said, "Open the warehouse!"

Immediately, a follower took out the key and ran to open the door of the warehouse. There were three planes parked inside.

Feng Yong pointed at the plane and said in a showy tone: "PW-9, a biplane fighter developed by the Boeing Company of the United States, began to serve in the US Air Force in October last year. I spent a lot of effort to get them. My The plan is to purchase another 20 fighter jets in succession within the next ten years, and assemble an entire combat flight squadron."

Zhou Hexuan sweated furiously: "How can you run a university? You want to move the Northeast Air Force Command to the school."

Feng Yong said with a solemn expression: "The Japanese are always spying on the Northeast, and I have to guard against them. In my school, there are not only planes, but also guns. All students, regardless of gender, must undergo military training every day. Once the Japanese dare to invade In the Northeast, the whole school here is full of soldiers, and they are the best student soldiers. Regardless of the small number of people here, the schools are all science and engineering. .If you give me enough time, I will make them all know how to build airplanes and cannons!"

"Fifth Brother," Zhou Hexuan said with great emotion, "If the Japanese really come over, you should take these students and evacuate to the customs. They are the most precious talents in science and engineering, and they are the seeds of the country's industrialization. They cannot be wasted on the battlefield."

Historically, most of the students of Fengyong University participated in the "Fengyong University Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army". Countless outstanding talents in science and engineering lost their lives in vain under the bullets of the invaders.

Feng Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw to the customs? That's running away! A good man should think of serving his country, and I, a student of Feng Yong University, must not be a deserter! If the Japanese come, I will be the first to go up there!"

Zhou Hexuan was silent, so it is not good to persuade him any more.