readx(); When Feng Yu returned to Bingcheng again, the Chinese New Year was approaching. After the people from Taihua Company distributed the last batch of department stores shipped to Moscow before the year, it was time for a holiday.
Wu Zhigang and the others were all looking forward to it, wondering what year-end benefits Mr. Feng would receive this year. Which of the BP machines and motorcycles in the past two years did not have the best year-end benefits in the country? What will you send this year
Feng Yu didn't give out anything this year, not even rice, flour and other things from previous years. Instead, he gave out... cash!
According to everyone's work results, everyone received a large year-end bonus, the least of which was 8,000 yuan, and the most was Wu Zhigang's 12,000 yuan!
At first glance, it seems that the amount issued this year is less than last year, but Feng Yu also led them to invest in stocks and made a lot of money? Although it has not been sold yet, Feng Yu said that it can be sold in the middle of this year, ensuring that everyone’s investment can be earned back several times!
After all, they have made tens of thousands of dollars this year, which is much more than last year!
This time, Taihua Company's year-end bonus was once again spread in the motor factory. Take a look at Taihua Company, look at Wu Zhigang and others. Their wages are higher than ours, their monthly benefits are greater than ours, and their year-end benefits are even more enviable to others. Apart from the leaders, how many people in the factory can afford BP machines and motorcycles
This year we are even more ruthless. We will give out money directly. The bonuses given out at the end of the year are enough for us to earn from work for five or six years!
Of course, there are also some people who object. The motorcycles issued last year cost only 20,000 yuan each. This year, they only cost more than 10,000 yuan. It is obvious that Taihua Company is in decline!
Of course, this statement is called jealousy by others.
Feng Yu thought he was high-profile enough, but after returning to the farm, he realized what high-profile meant.
Hey, why do there seem to be banners hanging on the street lights of the farm? I didn't see them during the Chinese New Year in previous years. They were only hung up when the leaders came to inspect.
"Warmly congratulate Feng Yu for being admitted to Beijing University!"
"Learn hard from Feng Yu and build a future for the country!"
"A student from a poor family. Recommended to Beijing University!"
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Wait, are these banners addressed to me
Feng Yu's hands shook while driving and he almost turned into a ditch on the side of the road. Dozens of banners. All of them were words of praise for Feng Yu, which made Feng Yu feel... very happy!
Is this done by the people from the Farm Education Committee, or is it done by the Farm Junior High School? It’s not like he was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, so why should he publicize it like this
What a student from a poor family, if the Feng family is considered a poor family. There are no well-off families in the whole of China.
Well, the sentence "Learn hard from Feng Yu and build a future for the country" can be kept. It is so well written. It must be a slogan thought up by the teachers in the school's Academic Affairs Office. I will donate some money to Farm Middle School later.
Feng Yu drove to the downstairs of his home and found that the downstairs was full of people, all surrounding his father, as if they were saying something.
Feng Yu was shocked, what were these people doing? Seeing that the New Year is here, are you here to cause trouble? No, Dad has a happy smile on his face. Besides, no one on the farm dares to trouble Dad now, not even the farm director!
As soon as Feng Yu's car stopped, a cheering crowd gathered around him.
"Xiaoyu, congratulations. I heard that you were admitted to Huaqing University?"
"What Huaqing? It's Capital University!"
"It's not about being admitted, it's about being recommended. Do you know what "recommended" means!"
"Why don't I know? It's just that there is no need to take an exam. My eldest brother was recommended to the Workers', Peasants' and Soldiers' University back then!"
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"Uncles and uncles, why are you all here?" Feng Yu accompanied him with a smile. They are all elders.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, we heard that we are coming back today and came here to see you."
"Xiao Lei, please call brother Feng Yu. This is a top student at Beijing University. He will definitely be a leader in the future!" Someone pulled a child and said.
Feng Yu "..." I'm not a Wenquxing star. Can I guarantee that you will be the top pick in high school if I touch you? Besides, your kid is too young and you still have a runny nose.
"Come on, come on, let's have some wedding candy. Just take a look. My son is tired and needs to rest." Zhang Muhua came out holding a large plate filled with candy cubes and distributed the candy to everyone.
After finally returning home and blocking all the guests from the door, Feng Yu let out a sigh of relief.
"Dad, Mom, what's going on? So many people are waiting for me to come back? And why are there so many banners hanging on the farm?" Feng Yu asked after drinking a large glass of honey water.
"My son has been admitted to Beijing University. They are envious and want to get a taste of literature." Feng Xingtai said proudly.
"Then there's no need to make so many banners. Did you find someone to do it?"
"No, it's the farm's fault. You are the first top student from our farm to be admitted to Beijing University!" Feng Xingtai became even more proud.
"Okay, don't listen to your dad's bragging. That's because he donated all the fireworks our family bought to the farm and set them off together on New Year's Eve, so the farm had to hang a banner. Originally, they only hung one, but your dad I found someone to make more than thirty more and hung them up, but the farm was too embarrassed to pick them off," Zhang Muhua added.
"What's wrong, I have so many fireworks for them to see, why not hang up a few banners? The old man is getting more and more stingy, and he can't even afford to pay for a few banners!" Feng Xingtai said angrily.
"Dad, don't you think this is a bit of a show off? Haven't you always taught me that I should be low-key and know how to hide my clumsiness?" Feng Yu thought it was normal to hang up two or three banners. If it was the Capital University he was admitted to, He felt at ease hanging up the banner. The problem was that he had tried his best to get the recommended student spot. To put it bluntly, he felt a little guilty.
"Why can't they show off? If they want to show off, they have to have their son get admitted to Beijing University!" Feng Xingtai said with a smile on his face.
"Okay, okay, you can show off, you can show off. I said buy more firecrackers and fireworks for the New Year. How many did you buy?" Feng Yu called his father a few years ago and asked him to buy more firecrackers and fireworks.
"You also said that your dad had to buy it for 50,000 yuan. When your dad was happy, he bought it for more than 100,000 yuan!" Zhang Muhua felt distressed when he said this.
"What? When did I let my dad buy 50,000 yuan worth of firecrackers?"
"Didn't you page me and ask me to buy 50,000 yuan worth of fireworks?"
"I want you to buy Wu Wan's fireworks. Wu from Soochow is a master craftsman who makes fireworks. His factory has the most beautiful fireworks." Feng Yu couldn't laugh or cry. Who knew that the BP machine was still digital at this time? You have to call the paging desk and the lady at the paging desk will tell you what it means.
"Look, I just said that my son can't be so squandering money, and I asked you to ask again, but you didn't listen." Zhang Muhua complained.
"I bought it. My son has been admitted to Beijing University, so I am willing to set off more fireworks to let everyone on the farm know. If the city center hadn't allowed them, I would have wanted to set them off in the city center! I won't be cooking tonight. , all went to the canteen of our grain processing factory, I invited some old friends to have dinner, and let them meet our son."
Feng Yu "..."
It seems that dad’s low-key life philosophy is gone forever. (To be continued.)