Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

In the warm autumn sun, the noise of the two in the backyard attracted the attention of the housewives of the two nearby houses.

The blonde with a nice figure on the left side looked down from the balcony on the second floor, looked at the happy couple, smiled and lay back.

The one on the right, the Chongqing little wife who had spoken to Huang Jingping a few words, looked at them with a little surprise.

Although they are in their own yard, they are only a villa, not a manor, or not on the second floor. Through the sparse trees beside the yard, they can see clearly what they are doing here.

Their current actions are nothing to foreigners, but for the Chinese at this moment, they are still relatively bold.

After going crazy for a while, Huang Jingping also reacted, and ran into the house as if running away, "I'm going to call,"

"Wait, wait for tomorrow,"

"I'm going to fight now,"

Then hit it! To be honest, Feng Yiping is really worried about this kind of meeting opportunity. What if the dean cancels some important things when it's his turn to meet him tomorrow? Then the call today is not a big joke?

However, in my memory, this year, the country has been calm, and, as far as the Dean and his level are concerned, there should be no major changes in the arrangement of things.

Jin Ling was the first to call, "Really?" She was very excited too.

"Do I still dare to spread rumors about such a thing? Besides, it's not a big deal!" Feng Yiping lay on the chair, his eyes closed with such beauty, but his words were very calm and light.

"Come on, how long did you talk about the pre-planning?" Jin Ling broke him ruthlessly, "I now finally understand that when I negotiated with the publisher, why did you emphasize that this book must be published before September? , Plan this then!"

"Hehe, there are also considerations in this regard, but. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly," Feng Yiping couldn't help laughing. "However, there is no such thing. I will still have this opportunity in the future. Oh, there is no way. , A man who pulls the wind like me is like a firefly in the night. It's so outstanding everywhere,"

Jin Ling didn't put these words in his ears at all, and hurriedly pressed a sentence, "I'll be here at night," and hung up the phone.

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Feng Yiping was dressed in a formal suit and a tie. He sat in a car sent by the school with the deputy dean. He followed the secretary and principal's car in front, and drove through the archway hidden by the green trees, and was checked by armed policemen wearing military uniforms. . Entered the garden-style state guesthouse from the east gate.

Directly opposite the door is a stone forest landscape with the words "Diaoyutai" inscribed by Comrade Xiaoping. Although Feng Yiping later took pictures in front of the stone forest in the south of Caiyun, he now has the urge to take pictures here.

"Nervous?" the deputy dean asked him with a smile.

"Somewhat," Feng Yiping slackened his tie and answered honestly.

As a person who has not seen through wealth and fame, there is no way not to be nervous at this time.

"Don't worry, relax, the Prime Minister is very approachable, besides. Don't just talk about it," the vice president said.

"Thank you dean,"

In fact, Feng Yiping and others discussed this point last night. A college student who is talking in front of a leader at the level of the dean is too clever, and the dean is already known for his hard work, and he doesn't like those empty words.

The car finally parked in front of Building 17, which had another name. Feng Yiping was familiar with Fangfeiyuan, and the subsequent six-party talks were held here.

Following the three school leaders, after passing a few posts, in the last one, he put all his belongings in a small box as required, expressionless, wearing a black suit and a guard with a headset gestured. Feng Yiping passed the bag he was carrying and explained, "It's all books,"

Inside are books written by him and a total of ten issues of magazines that have been published, especially magazines. You said, if the dean read it and praised it casually, it would be beautiful! How much promotion can he do?

However, he really thought too much. This is not a simple visit or a visit to relatives. The uncle guard still took it with no expression and put it together with his other belongings. The wishful thinking was declared to no avail!

The deputy dean who was waiting in front smiled, "Let's go,"

This is a small conference room. Feng Yiping didn't have the time to look at the layout of the room, and his eyes were firmly attracted by the old man standing in the room-in fact, from the outside, it was really not old!

Following the school leader, Feng Yiping walked over to shake hands with a daze. He didn't know how the three people in front were feeling. He was really nervous.

Yesterday I was at home and discussed a lot of greetings, but now, Feng Yiping seems to only say "Hello Dean!"

By the way, there will still be thoughts, this scene of shaking hands with the dean, will it be photographed, I will receive the photo!

The dean held his hand and shook it twice, and patted his hand, "Yiping classmate, hello! You are very good! In the past few days, I have heard people from various countries mentioned you more than once. Book,"

"The dean said I'm good!" Feng Yiping repeatedly told him to be honest, humble, and don't laugh. However, he couldn't help showing joy on his face and said incoherently, "Thank you, dean."

Next to the dean, there was a lady, but fortunately Feng Yiping also knew him. Now the Minister of Education and later the State Councilor also smiled and said to him, "Hello, Xiao Feng!"

"Hello, Minister!" Feng Yiping bowed his head in fear and shook hands with her. This is also a rare person in normal times, let alone the close contact like this.

"Everyone is sitting," the dean greeted.

It was not a formal meeting. There were a few single sofas in the shape of a circle in the reception room. Feng Yiping, a young man, was naturally the one farthest away from the dean. However, he didn’t want to listen to the conversations of the leaders and kept staring. Look at the dean~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The dean is taking good care of him. Although he is more than a round older than his father, it seems that he is really younger than his father. The most distinctive feature should be his eyebrows. Short, in terms of form, it looks like two hills.

I felt that the dean did not say a few minutes to the school leaders, so he asked himself, "Student Xiao Feng, when will your blue ocean strategy be published in China?"

"Soon, Dean," Feng Yiping sat up straight, "is talking to the publishing house,"

"That's great. You are not only good at learning, but also successful in starting a business. You also have your own business theory. It is not simple. It must be very hard. However, you must not be arrogant. Remember that you must be rigorous in your studies and do things solid,"

"I remember, Dean," Feng Yiping said respectfully.

"I think you have run a lot of companies and are a small successful person. Tell us about your plan?" The dean leaned on the sofa and asked with a smile, unbuttoning his suit.

The school secretary smiled and interjected, "The prime minister has a limited time. You can talk briefly." (To be continued.)