The Richest Man Yang Fei

Chapter 82: Is bread important, or is face important?

   Shi Si smiled and said: "Of course, otherwise, why do the world's superpowers plunder crude oil resources? Basic resources are always the objects of interest in war."

In front of her, Yang Fei made no secret of his ambitions, and said: "So, I want to apply for the import and export right first, and it may be useful in the future. Sister Shi, you live in the provincial capital and have a wide range of relationships. It's up to you. Apply for me, you can definitely get twice the result with half the effort. This matter, I can only rely on you."

   "Well, because you just helped me, you gave me the corporate information and I will help you run."

   "I have prepared the information. It is in the back seat. I will give it to you when I get off the car."

   "I thought, I calculated you, but you are still good." Shi Si sighed quietly and pursed his lips.

   At this moment, her gloomy mood and indifferent expression have already flown to Java.

Yang Fei was in Beijing and reached an employment agreement with two universities, but he didn’t have much hope for this, let alone no student willing to come for an internship in Meili Daily Chemical, even if someone came, out of a hundred, could they stay? A person is unknown.

   He thought of the Southern Province Chemical School.

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

   Alma Mater, to Yang Fei, is as familiar and unfamiliar as Shang Hai.

   Later life, he attended 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. The once prosperous and lively degenerate street has been relocated as a whole.

   It was the first time for Yang Fei to return to his alma mater. The campus in front of him was very different from what he remembered, and it took a long time to adapt.

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

   "Classmate, who are you looking for? You can't come up here casually. Please go to the office on the first floor to find a teacher if you have something." A very elegant female teacher stopped him.

   There are many teachers in the school.

   But the teacher in front of me, Yang Fei still has some impressions, because she is versatile, and she organizes every year's cultural activities, and she also performs on stage.

   Yang Fei still remembers that once at a school sports meeting, he ran a thousand meters and won a championship. It was this teacher who gave himself an award.

   The most special thing is that the teacher’s name is easy to remember, the last name is Zhong, the name is Chu, and one less red letter than the female star.

   "Teacher Zhong, this is Yang Fei, I have important matters to Principal Gu." Yang Fei is polite.

   "What's the matter with you?" Zhong Chu asked as he looked at Yang Fei. He felt a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember. There are so many classmates in the school, she can't recognize them all.

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

   "Are you not a cadre of the student union?" She knows several cadres of the student union.

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

   "Then you go back to school, do you have to apply for your graduation certificate? There are a group of students who went out for internship in advance, but the graduation certificate has not been taken away."

   "No, Teacher Zhong." Yang flew forward and walked forward.

   "Hey, Yang Fei, what is the matter with you? Principal Gu is very busy, so I can't meet him casually."

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

   "Please come in!" Gu Qian's slightly low baritone heard.

   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 had no impression of this student who graduated from his own school.

   He looked at Yang Fei suspiciously: "Yang Fei? Are you looking for something to do with me?"

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

   Zhong Chu didn't leave, but stood beside him. He was slightly surprised when he heard this, and he looked at Yang Fei again.

   The students who went out of the chemical school had a lot of promise. Some became factory directors and some started companies.

   But, like Yang Fei, he was the first to start a company just after graduation!

   The distribution pressure of technical secondary schools is increasing. Gu Qian knows this.

  Especially in chemical engineering schools, there are limited quotas for targeted allocation.

   There are only a few chemical companies in the province, with more people coming in and fewer people coming out, and it's already saturated.

   Now Yang Fei says he wants to recruit students, which is right in Gu Qian's arms.

   It’s just that Yang Fei’s factory is a private enterprise, and ordinary students are afraid to go.

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

  Graduating class students can go to Meili Daily Chemical for internship, including round trip fees, board and lodging, and salary.

   In addition, some labor subsidies are given to the school every month per capita.

   After the internship, two-way choice, all students go and stay freely, and those who stay will sign the employment contract.

   Such superior conditions, Gu Qian has no reason to refuse.

   After all, compared to the dignity of the National Tsing Hua University Department of Chemistry and Beijing University of Chemical Technology, the graduates of a provincial chemical engineering school are far less elegant and noble.

   And these middle-level professionals are exactly what Yangfei Company urgently needs.

   Take a step back 10,000 steps, even if you can't recruit a few college students, as long as you can leave a group of outstanding secondary school students, the company can start.

   After all, the daily production of daily chemical plants does not require much of the quality of employees.

   Yang Fei and Gu Qian ~www.NovelMTL.com~ each have their needs, and they hit it off.

   After everything was negotiated, Gu Qian got up to see him off.

   Yang Feilian said that he did not dare to be, and repeatedly asked the principal to stay.

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

   "Yes." Yang Fei said with a smile, "I would like to ask Mr. Zhong for advice."

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

   "Ms. Zhong has something to do if you order."

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

   Yang Fei said, listen to her continue.

"Last year, I didn’t know which of his ties was wrong, and he learned how to trade stocks. At the beginning, I bought those stock subscription coupons and made a fortune, and then others floated up. They actually quit their job and went to the sea to trade stocks full-time. As a result, in less than a year, he even lost his pants! Hey, now, he has lost his job and his money..."

   "I see, Teacher Zhong, do you want him to come to work in our company? Yes, no problem. I will leave a phone call 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 doing things for you?"

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

   "She is my student! Can I not know him?"

   "This is a coincidence!" Yang Fei smiled, "It would be better to talk. There is just one thing. Su Tong and I are his students. I'm afraid Teacher Ma will feel lost or lose face."

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

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