Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 590: Petty people are always worried

On a cold morning in early winter, when breaths turn into fog, the tree-lined road, which is always full of laughter in other seasons, is quite quiet.

The female classmates sitting in the back seat of the car usually bury their faces on the back of their boyfriend on the bike, too cold to even want to talk.

The guy on the bike is the same. Facing the cold wind, pedalling with all his might, he has no heart to tease his girlfriend, whose long hair is gradually reaching her waist, and some of them can't help yawning.

Yes, it is really not easy to leave the warm bed on these winter mornings.

Feng Yiping is lucky to have no one to take care of him, so he can take it easy, sticking one hand in his pocket. However, whenever he raises his head or speaks, the cold wind rushes in with force, which is really not very pleasant.

The classroom was fine, it was quite warm, but it was the smell. Because of the large space, it was better than an average Internet cafe, but it was limited.

The smell of the girls' rouge and powder was fine, but the rest was just so-so. For example, when certain people spoke, you could tell whether they had eaten sauerkraut buns or egg crepes for breakfast.

When Feng Yiping entered the classroom, he happened to encounter everyone denouncing a guy. The guy had sweaty feet, and when they froze, they itched when they got warm, so he took his feet out to air them, and as a result, he was almost buried by the paper balls thrown by everyone.

Feng Yiping, who had been away for a long time, was surrounded by everyone as soon as he appeared. The fact that he had appeared on CCTV-2 was well known, at least in the department and the college.

In fact, what everyone cared about most was not the CCTV appearance, but what he had seen and heard since arriving in the United States.

Back then, unlike nowadays, there was no way to study abroad, but you could still go on a trip to the United States. Nowadays, it is quite fashionable to travel around Southeast Asia, and it is worth posting on your friends' wall for half a year. Going to Europe or America is still considered quite high-end.

'How did you feel when you arrived in New York?' asked a classmate with a longing and excited face. The person asking this question should be a prospective client of an overseas study agency.

'Are those girls in the US really like that?' The student who asked this also made an S-shape with his hand in the air. This guy was definitely going to fill his computer with all kinds of "teacher" masterpieces later.

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'How do the two universities you went to compare to our school?' This should also be a potential customer of an overseas study agency, but this question is finally a reliable one.

'How much is Silicon Valley better than our Zhongguancun?' This is someone who is ambitious and wants to get things done.

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Some people just can't keep their mouths shut. For example, Gao Heng, the former monitor, although he no longer dared to think ill of Feng Yiping, still felt indignant when he saw Feng surrounded by a large group of students, smiling and answering their questions. 'It's not like he went to America, what's there to show off about! He takes leave all the time, what does he think this school is?'

However, his former followers had long since left him, and no one applauded his words.

Wu Xinyang, sitting next to him, slammed his textbook shut. 'It's not extraordinary to go to the United States once, but it is a bit extraordinary to be invited to go to the United States by so many organisations and schools.

Not to mention the club where he gave a speech in New York, which usually only invites political figures from various countries. Our dean, who also gave a speech there before, was able to give a speech at Harvard. If you look all over China, how many people can you find now?'

'Exactly,' a girl next to Wu Xinyang also stood up with her books, 'So what if he took a leave of absence? Feng Yiping did pretty well in the last two final exams, didn't he? He's better than some people who stay in school all day. If someone has a strong learning ability, they have to be respected,'

This remark insinuated Gao Heng a little.

'I, I didn't mean anything,' before Gao Heng, who was dumbfounded, could squeeze out a word, Wu Xinyang led the two female classmates to walk away from him and join the crowd watching Feng Yiping.

'Haha, so lively,' the professor teaching economics walked into the classroom and, seeing the crowd, chuckled.

'Hello, Professor,' the crowd dispersed, leaving Feng Yiping, who was surrounded in the middle,

'Oh, Classmate Feng has returned with honours, this time it's not bad, adding to the glory and splendour of our school, how is it? Returning from a developed country to our third world, are you still getting used to it?' He asked Feng Yiping with a smile, holding his teacup.

'A golden nest or a silver nest is no better than one's own thatched nest,' Feng Yiping also smiled back.

'Well said, a straw hut is warm! It's good to be able to travel and see more, and it's better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books, but you shouldn't want to come back after seeing the prosperity elsewhere.

The golden and silver nests elsewhere were also upgraded brick by brick from the straw hut, so, my students, you must study hard now, and strive to upgrade our straw hut to a silver nest in the hands of your generation, so that people from other countries will not want to leave.'

This old professor is really something, he speaks in complete sentences.

Feng Yiping wanted to find an empty seat to sit down, and Wu Xinyang pointed to the empty seat next to him and waved at him, 'Here,'

'Thank you,' Feng Yiping didn't refuse, and walked over and sat down.

'You've gained a lot this time,' Wu Xinyang asked with a smile, "How is the company you started in the United States doing?'

'How did you know?" Feng Yiping was a little surprised.

'Boss Feng really has a short memory. You forgot that I also work part-time at Magic Workshop. I heard it from someone at the car website downstairs,'

'Oh, I'm sorry, I really forgot about that,' Feng Yiping patted his head, 'That company has had some achievements, but due to the current climate, the benefits are average,'

'Stanford is in Silicon Valley. Did you go and visit? How was it?'

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Gao Heng, sitting alone in the back, watched Wu Xinyang smiling and talking to Feng Yiping, her face full of smiles. His face was covered in blue veins.

This girl from Shanghai, since the day she reported for work, he had never been able to take his eyes off her. Over the past year, he had really put in a lot of effort. Before, she had always been on his side, but now she had turned her back on him.

How can he be so short-sighted? Feng Yiping, on the other hand, has a few stinking bucks now, but that doesn't mean he'll be worse off than me in the future.

However, Gao Heng, who was just boosting his own morale, actually had quite a lot of doubts in his heart. Feng Yiping's companies, even if he worked hard for another twenty years, he wouldn't be able to set up one of them.

Since he is not very capable and cannot compare with Feng Yiping, he can only hope that Feng Yiping will become weaker. Isn't it said that the business world is like a battlefield? There are people who become millionaires and then become penniless overnight. 'If God is merciful, let something happen to him,'

if witchcraft were still popular, Gao Heng might just wait to see someone get a little person to stab.

At the end of the class, the professor even came over to ask Feng Yiping, 'Are you keeping up? If there's anything you don't understand, you can come and see me in my office,'

'Thank you, Professor, I can still keep up,' Feng Yiping stood up without any arrogance and said respectfully.

'Professor, every time Yiping comes back from leave, he borrows our notes and studies very hard,' Wu Xinyang said.

'That's good, study hard and work hard,' the professor patted Feng Yiping on the shoulder.

Students like professors who are knowledgeable and prestigious, and in turn, professors like students who are easy-going and promising.

'You haven't been to Tianjiao Residence yet, have you? I'll take you there at noon today, but you have to treat me,' Wu Xinyang followed Feng Yiping out of the classroom with a few books in her arms.

'I can't today,' Feng Yiping pointed to the tutor over there waving at him, 'It seems like the teacher wants to talk to me about something, so maybe next time,'

'Everyone says that you, the president, don't care about the club at all,'

Feng Yiping was taken aback again, and Wu Xinyang laughed, 'Is that strange? With the consent of all my colleagues in the Entrepreneurship Club, I have joined the club,'

'No, it's not strange. With the joining of the club president, our Entrepreneurship Club will definitely be even more powerful,'

It really isn't strange. Pretty girls, that face is a passport.

'Oh, don't say nice things, be practical, don't forget what you just said, you must treat me to dinner sometime,'

'I will,' Feng Yiping said perfunctorily, walking towards Teacher Jin, "Hello, Teacher!'

'Hello, Yiping, it's the dean who wants to see you," he said with a smile, 'You've really done us proud this time,'

by dean, of course, he meant vice-dean.

'I should do it,' at the corner, Feng Yiping felt a box out of his bag, "a miniature Statue of Liberty, bought on Liberty Island, a souvenir that is not worth much, instructor, you don't mind,'

actually buying this stuff is really quite a hassle, the trouble is that at the time, you have to choose one that is not made in China from a bunch of "Made in China' statues of the goddess.

Mr Jin happily took it, 'I didn't think I'd get one too, so I won't be rude! It's a good thing the dean is looking for you, which means he cares and wants to give you some encouragement,'

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Feng Yiping, the vice president stood up from behind his desk and shook his hand with a smile, 'Yiping, the college is proud of you!'