Calling her "beautiful girl" is a proper second-rate word, which is considered frivolous in society, let alone in school.
"Here are all pure students who have never stepped out of school. Be careful, we don't get kicked back." Zhang Fengxia reminded from the side.
Lu Feng saw a girl wearing high-shouldered and long-sleeved clothes and said, "Senior, can I ask you something?"
"Hello!" The girl stopped and looked at Lu Feng, looking a little surprised. From his clothes and the pair of sneakers on his feet, he exuded an aura of wealth and wealth, and said, "Junior, which college do you belong to?
Yes?"
"I am a junior from the School of Electronic Information. I would like to ask where the Academic Affairs Office is?"
"It's in the building in front. I'll take you there." The girl started to lead the way and said to Lu Feng, "Junior, what's your name?"
"Lu Feng!"
"Are you preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
“I’ve been preparing for my review recently, I’ve read some books, and I still want to go to Western University of Science and Technology.”
Lu Feng was talking casually along the way. Manager Niu followed behind and stared at him. If he didn't know Lu Feng, he would definitely believe that Lu Feng was a junior student preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.
While chatting along the way, Lu Feng also asked a lot of questions, including how many people there are in the School of Electronic Information, how many graduate students there are, and the quotas allocated this year.
This senior also knew everything. There were fewer quotas allocated this year. It was difficult to go to high-quality units. They were all reserved by connections. Many people either went back to work as civil servants or entered research institutes. There were a few.
Study abroad.
“It’s on the third floor!”
"Thank you, senior!" Lu Feng waved his hand and walked upstairs.
On the third floor, in the office, a man in his sixties sat smoking a cigarette. There were about ten people sitting around the desk, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff.
"Just these allocation quotas, call today, call that person tomorrow, this is the policy now, and they will no longer be allocated. To put it bluntly, this is the last train for the iron rice bowl."
A man wearing glasses looked bitter and said: "When many children go to school four years ago, they all want to be proud of their ancestors and enter state-owned enterprises. This gap is too big. Recently, when this news came out, many children
Crying in the dormitory.”
"What's the use of crying? I can't wait to put them all in major state-owned enterprises. It's not that they can't be assigned jobs, but they can be assigned. They all want to go to places where there is plenty of money and money, and they all want to go back to their place of origin. This is impossible. If they say,
You can go wherever you want as long as you are assigned, and we will all support the frontiers!" Principal Wang shouted.
The teachers and director present were speechless.
Many students are very noisy, and some parents call to scold them. School is also very difficult, but we have to face reality. It does not mean that you can get promoted and make a fortune just by graduating from college.
"Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony. If you continue to inform me, the distribution will definitely be the distribution. If you don't go after the distribution, you can't blame the school. At the same time, juniors and sophomores should also be vaccinated. The country will comprehensively implement the program in 1996.
Cancellation of package allocation, this is a set goal, and the number of places will become less and less year by year."
Since 1990, preparations have been made to cancel the all-encompassing bread distribution, and it has been implemented in the past two years. Students and parents are very angry, and there are countless petitioners.
Those who are rich and well-connected can get a good job and enter the grain bureau, road administration, finance, or a large local state-owned enterprise, where the salary is good and stable.
Most people are assigned to agricultural machinery factories. Once they go there, they won't be able to pay wages, and they won't be able to survive for a while and go home.
this is the truth!
Lu Feng went up to the third floor and was told that Principal Wang was in a meeting and invited the three of them to a conference room to wait.
Manager Niu looked a little overwhelmed as he sat there. What should he say to others when they meet later?
"Mr. Lu, you won't be scolded now, right?" Manager Niu said worriedly: "If someone scolds me in person and it doesn't look good, I'll lie first."
"It's okay. If you want to scold him, just scold him." Zhang Fengxia looked at Lu Feng and said, "He is thick-skinned and not afraid!"
"Ah?" Manager Niu was very dumbfounded. Mr. Zhang didn't talk like this on weekdays.
As the door of the conference room opened, Principal Wang walked out with a droopy face and a look of low interest.
"Principal Wang, an alumnus came to you and said he was here to donate money."
"Donate money?" Principal Wang suddenly remembered that there was such a person, and asked with a smile on his face: "Where is he?"
"In the front office!"
Principal Wang hurried towards the office, opened the door and saw Lu Feng and the three of them, and said enthusiastically: "Hello, classmate. I haven't seen you for a long time. My appearance hasn't changed much, but I have matured and become more stable."
"Principal Wang is still the same!" Lu Feng held his hand.
There are so many students in the school, how can Principal Wang know them all? At this time, even if he doesn't know them, he still has a deep memory.
"As for me, I am now the chairman of Jiafeng Electronics. I have something to discuss with Principal Wang. Do you think it is okay? Our company wants to recruit a group of high-quality talents and cooperate with the school. We can recommend graduates
Come to our company."
Principal Wang feels something is not right. Aren’t you here to donate money?
"This classmate, didn't you say you wanted to express something to your alma mater..."
"Oh, that's easy to say. We don't need the school to come forward to recruit people. We just need to be allowed to have activities in the school. What do you think?" Lu Feng asked.
Principal Wang carefully thought about Lu Feng's words and realized that this was a solution. Students chose their own jobs, so they couldn't blame the school for not assigning them.
Then I thought, no fool would give up on the assignment, because the matter of assigning work has been going on for so long.
"That's okay, but the school has suffered such a big loss, we..."
"I understand, I understand!" Lu Feng said hurriedly: "In this way, we can sign a contract. Each student's internship period after going to the company is half a year. During this half year, the student's salary will be transferred to 100 yuan and returned to the school.
"
Lu Feng's approach is just like the internship or employment arrangements for college students in later generations. Many schools recruit students under the guise of guaranteed employment. After graduation, students are sent directly to factories. If they do not work hard, they will not be given a diploma. Those with low wages will
It's pitiful and it has tricked a lot of people.
Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, and he was not talking about the hundred yuan, but tens of millions of donations.
"Classmate, didn't you say donation?" Principal Wang had no choice but to point it out directly.
"Oh, donation, that's it. What I'm saying is that as an alumnus, I want to donate some money to the school. Unfortunately, I stopped going to school after I graduated from elementary school, so I am not qualified to be your alumnus." Lu Feng smiled honestly.
.
"It's okay. I can issue you an honorary alumni certificate. This is not a problem. You can't just back down when you encounter problems." Principal Wang said unwillingly.
Lu Feng froze on the spot, and Zhang Fengxia couldn't help lowering her head and laughing.
Manager Niu was dumbfounded. He originally thought that people at the level of Mr. Lu and Principal Wang should be gentle and polite. They would be very polite when they sit down to talk about things, and they would not be angry even if the negotiation is not right.
Manager Niu's mentality is a typical concept of small people looking up to big people. Big people have no direct interest relationship with people at their level, so they will appear to be particularly tolerant and gentle.
As everyone knows, when it comes to interests, one of them jumps at the other. If you feel that this person is particularly tolerant in front of you, easy to talk to, and makes you feel admired, it means that you two are not on the same level at all.
Lu Feng looked at Principal Wang. He originally thought that as the principal, he would be too embarrassed to ask questions after a show of cards. Unexpectedly, he was even more shameless than himself!
Principal Wang also has his own difficulties. Today's university education funds are not abundant, otherwise there would not be a gravel road in front of the school. Some schools have even begun to sell diplomas in exchange for funds for some corporate platforms and other activities.
"Mr. Lu, there's not too many, there's probably not enough. It's not easy for the school now, education funds are tight, winter is coming next, and the school's boiler has been broken for several months." Principal Wang sighed helplessly.
Lu Feng is cruel everywhere, but this is not the case in education. He was also born in a rural area in his last life, and he relied on hard study to get out of it. He knows that education is the only way for poor people to rise.
Principal Wang took Lu Feng around the school. Several boilers were broken and there was no hot water. The old buildings were in disrepair. The student dormitories were still twelve people per dormitory. Don't even think about air conditioners and even electricity.
There are no fans.
Downstairs in a dormitory, Lu Feng saw a male classmate squatting there crying. He stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Are you broken in love?"
This classmate had dark skin, his clothes were washed white, and he wore a pair of handmade mille-feuille bottoms on his feet. He sobbed and said: "No...no distribution. I have studied for more than ten years in vain!"
Principal Wang looked embarrassed and said hurriedly: "It's not in vain, the knowledge is in your head."
The classmate then raised his head and saw that it was the principal. He was startled. He quickly wiped away his tears and said nervously: "I...I didn't say school...principal..."
"It's okay." Principal Wang patted him on the shoulder, looking a little helpless.
"So your ideal is also to learn martial arts and become an emperor?" Lu Feng asked.
"I must want to make money. My mother hopes that I will be successful..." He paused while speaking. Maybe he felt that he was too worldly and said, "I want to serve the country!"
"I see, I still want to go to a state-owned enterprise!" Principal Wang pointed out.
"No!!" He was anxious, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his dark eyes, and said: "I want to do my best, go to a place where I can do my best, work hard, and contribute to the rise of the motherland.
To study, to live up to the training of the country, and to live up to the expectations of my parents, I... what I said is true, this is not a lie... it's true, I swear to God!"
He seemed to be afraid that the people in front of him wouldn't believe it, so he even uttered words like swearing.
"I have completed my studies. At least give me a place to prove myself. They said that I was assigned to raise pigs on the farm. What I studied was not pig raising!"
Zhang Fengxia took a deep breath, which was quite moving. The living environment here was very ordinary to her, and it was much worse than the study environment abroad.
"Donate!" Zhang Fengxia said solemnly.
"Donate!!" Manager Niu also shouted.
Lu Feng looked at the two of them, "If you two don't pay, who can't shout slogans?"
Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, smiling a little sadly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling bitterly, or as if he was about to cry in the next second.
"Stop, stop, stop, I'm scared!" Lu Feng hurriedly raised his hand to signal him not to cry. He took a deep breath and said, "This is the first time I've had a bad start. Donate!"