Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

The leaves are glowing with fresh green, and the light green leaves of the grass are still left with icy water drops, the wild flowers that cannot be named, the buds are trembling, tender and vigorous.

Feng Yiping closed his eyes in the depths of the woods, stretched out his arms to the sky, feeling intoxicated, breathing, like a scene in an old-school romance drama, and what he said is the same unearthly atmosphere in an old-school romance drama, "How long have you been Haven't felt the breath of spring like this?"

Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning watched his very devoted performance somewhat speechlessly, and exchanged their thoughts with their eyes, "I really want to kick him in the ass!"

But it is obviously inappropriate for him to do such a thing now.

In fact, it is also possible to kick in the tree next to him, so that Feng Shoufu can feel the indirect rain after many years.

The two of them were a little eager to move, maybe, is this really what he wants to feel?

For the somewhat laissez-faire boss like this, Wu Qian is the best way. She looked at her watch and said, "Yiping, a teacher is coming soon,"

"Oh, let's go, then go," Feng Yiping urged Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, glanced at the teaching building where the sound of reading was coming from in front of him, "Don't disturb them,"

Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning really wanted to roll their eyes. Who suddenly wanted to stop here and come in to find the memories of their youth?

Can you find it in a school that has changed a lot?

Besides, we are not young now?

Yes, spring is here, at this time, some people just do some strange things.

They walked in time. When the teacher from Liangjiahe Middle School arrived when the teacher heard the news, Feng Yiping was walking from the eagle wing door slowly closed by the Tesla SUV, waving to them sorry.

"If you are enrolling now, do you think you can pass the high school entrance exam without repeating it?" Looking back at the school, Feng Yiping asked the two old buddies.

This is really a bit of a heartbreak for the old iron, but fortunately, Wu Qian and Wu Qian are not in this car.

Otherwise, the old faces of Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning really have nowhere to rest.

"Really speaking, our grades back then were not worse than those of the kids now, that is, there were not so many high schools back then," Xiao Zhijie earnestly argued.

"Haha, isn't it?" Feng Yiping smiled and looked out the window, like that, he was clearly saying that you are happy!

Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning really didn't want to care about this guy.

But they are also proud of the changes in Liangjiahe Middle School.

Since 2008, 100% of Liangjiahe Middle School students have been admitted to high school. What is even more gratifying is that all of them can finally enter university, and one third of them can finally pass. 985 University.

This also made the limelight of Wuli'ao High School overshadowed Feng Yiping's alma mater, Shiyi High School.

The rich Wuliao places more emphasis on education than before and is very willing to spend money on children's education.

That is to say, Wang Yumin, their head teacher at Liangjiahe Middle School, has retired, but as a super teacher, her income from extracurricular tuition classes easily exceeds that of her daughter Xiaoyanzi who works at Jiasheng Tourism.

Whether it is Xiao Zhijie or Wang Changning, they all know what this change means.

The progress of education is the greatest progress.

Even if some of these children will have high scores and low energy in the future, most of them will become the new force in building Wuliao in the future.

The heritage of a place is slowly accumulated in this way.

So, huh, we don't care about it with you.

A high-speed train drove across the river and disappeared from their sight in a short while.

The changes brought about by rapid development are really great.

The railway over there was actually built on the original river beach.

In Wuliao that year, the yield of the fields was low. Few households were willing to spend money to deal with the fields along the river that were washed down by the flood, which caused the river bed to become wider and wider. Now, because there are more factories, those fields that were originally destroyed are destroyed. , Has been reused, the river has been compressed a lot.

Of course, everyone is not short-sighted enough to encroach on the original river course.

Meijiayuan arrived when the unique high-speed rail station could be seen.

Mei Jialuo is not Mei Jialuo anymore. She has been connected to Wuliao a long time ago and has become a part of this new big city. The ones I had in my childhood when I was a child could not even be found, even the mountains outside. , No longer exists.

"Have they all gone?" Feng Yiping asked.

"We arrived half an hour ago," Wang Changning said.

Their children are all older, and their parents are of course also older. In the past two years, they have also handed over business one after another and went home to support their lives.

Today, it is also a rare gathering for them in town.

"Oh," Feng Yiping looked out the window, "how do I feel more and more that this place is no different from other cities?"

The overall plan of Wuliao came from his experience in the planning of small towns in the United States that he learned from the United States. He did not blindly concentrate people and various resources in the town, but coordinated development between the town and the villages.

Just like those small towns in the United States, everyone lives in the suburbs, a leisurely and comfortable city center that undertakes various public functions without being too crowded.

But now it seems that Wuli'ao Town and the surrounding villages, even the villages that were separated from each other, have been seamlessly connected, which made him feel more and more that this is a small American town of leisure, tranquility and prosperity. ? This is clearly the appearance of Los Angeles like a pie-even if it is a planned pie, it is a pie.

"After all, there are more and more people," Wang Changning tried to find the direction of his home through the tall buildings next to him, "Our place is originally small,"

"It's already pretty good," Xiao Zhijie said. "It's still very distinctive. In these years, how many cities have come to town to learn from our experience in planning and construction?"

"Especially, the city center is still relaxed and comfortable. In China, how many cities of the same scale can do this?"

"Not to mention our house prices and land prices,"

Feng Yiping sighed, yes, we have so many people and so few people, how can we think of being the same as those small towns in the United States?

Just say that San Francisco has only a few people, and how many people are in Silicon Valley?

The urban population of San Francisco is less than 1 million. The total population of the entire Silicon Valley is only 1.5 million. That is, the San Jose-San Francisco-Oakland Bay Area has a total population of less than 7 million.

Wuliao, the currently recorded permanent population alone has exceeded 4 million, and it is still growing rapidly.

But this is actually nothing to sigh. If there is no population, how can we talk about development?

Fortunately, Feng Jiachong is still the modern pastoral style of the year, which makes him very pleased.

At least, when he drives home by himself, he will not rely on navigation to lead the way.

But in Wuliao, even Huang Chengzhong said that now he has to ask for directions when he gets to some places.

They chatted all the way, passing through the central area, which is still very spacious compared to other cities, and finally arrived at the slightly old Jiasheng Industrial Park complex against the backdrop of other buildings in the town.

Feng Yuxuan was already waiting at the door, and when she saw her younger brother, she immediately complained, "How come?"

"Yiping should be afraid of causing trouble to everyone," Xiao Zhijie's father just came out of the hall, "Yiping, go in and take a look, you, don't cry for a while,"

Feng Yiping was a little puzzled, am I so fragile? Watching mom and dad's photography exhibitions, I would cry?

"Don't speak big words now," Feng Yuxuan said.

In those words, there seemed to be some jealousy.

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More than an hour later, Feng Yiping, Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning were blowing air on the roof of a new office building.

It should be because of the wind, it must be because of the wind, not only him, but even his two good brothers, his eyes are a little red.

In other words, he originally wanted to organize this photography exhibition of his parents to the capital, at least in the provincial capital, but they insisted on staying in the town.

From the works on display, Feng Yiping now feels that parents’ persistence is justified by them. They don’t want to make public, mainly because most of the works on display are from the perspective of a countryman. Big city.

It may indeed be difficult for some people in the city to resonate with the high-rise buildings and the feasting and feasting. We are all tired of watching it. We want to see the green fields, even the withered countryside scenery.

A group of their works is a complete record of the whole process of Wuliao, which has been called nothing from the beginning, and is now so well-known in China and developed rapidly. Such photos are obviously local talents. The most touching.

But to say that they take the most and the most attentive, it is still the photos they took of themselves.

Feng Yiping didn't know until today that his parents had taken so many photos of themselves.

Most of them were taken without his knowledge. Many of the photos that are spread all over the world are photos of himself at work. This makes him feel a little guilty, which means, At those times, even though his parents were by his side, he did not accompany them.

Even his homes around the world, including Feng Jiachong's many photos, are all in working condition.

In addition, there are also photos taken by his parents every time he leaves home. He really doesn't know that, even now, after they got in the car and left, they would still look back for so long.

Sometimes, even chasing to the hills behind the village...

They still don't say the word "love" to themselves as before, and similarly, other things have not changed for so many years.

Even if he is now the father of several children, he is already a super strong man in the eyes of the world.

"Hehe," Feng Yiping drank his saliva and quickly moved the topic away. "I now feel that I like watching Hong Kong film and television dramas so much. In fact, maybe the main reason is not because the quality of these film and television dramas is good. As long as you see such a modern metropolis full of high-rise buildings, look at those shiny cars, men and women with trendy clothing, you will suddenly be attracted."

"I feel that every window there is full of opportunities, opportunities to lead to a better future,"

Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning understand why Feng Yiping turned the topic away.

Even if it is them, they are not used to talking about how much parents love themselves.

"Really," Xiao Zhijie thought for a while, "I think of those movies and TV series that I liked back then, but now I have the impression, that is, the high-rise buildings in Central, the constant flow of traffic, the actors who are dressed as elites."

"Oh, and that invincible sea view!"

For those of them who have never seen the sea, the sea next to such an international metropolis is also very attractive.

"Don't forget, there are those beautiful women," Wang Changning added with a smile.

"Haha, I can't forget this," the three of them immediately laughed.

"Now, we are the same here, and every window is full of opportunities. Here, we are also a place where many people expect to realize their dreams," Wang Changning looked at Feng Yiping, "Yiping, you have done it!"

——They also all know that Feng Yiping's original dream was the dream that came up when he watched the night scene at the top of Victoria Peak.

Although overall, Wuliau and Hong Kong are still a hundred and eight thousand miles away, in just over 20 years, there have been such changes that cannot be described as earth-shaking. Feng Yiping has really done it. Arrived.

"Yiping, you are not only the pride of your parents, but us..."

"Hey," Feng Yiping interrupted him, rubbing his arms, "Stop talking, it's numb to death,"

"How can I do this alone?"

Wang Changning ignored his gag, still solemnly lyrically, "Yiping, you should take a good rest. We all know how hard you have been over the years."

"I said Lao Wang, why do you always say these things that make me get goose bumps today?" Feng Yiping smiled, "Thanks, who doesn't?"

"As long as the hard work is rewarded, as long as no matter how hard we work, we also feel happy, so what can we say,"

"Really, I am not only very happy, I am also very lucky. The life I once thought about at the beginning would be like, what kind of person I would become, or the worst kind of person I could not be, what should I have Quality, I hope I won’t miss any of the experiences... Now it’s all realized,” Feng Yi looked straight ahead, wanting to see himself in another world, the one who wanted nothing but the self, “How can I talk about this kind of me? Hard work?"

"What's more, next, it will be you, my friend, who will be working hard in the future," he pointed to this city where he poured too much effort into it. "Although we have achieved some results, it is far from my goal. Far away,"

"Whether my dream can be truly realized, the future depends mainly on you!"

"How about you?"

"Of course it's a happy and happy world from now on!"

Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning do not believe these words. Although he has announced his retirement, is the whole world happy and happy?

How come you still bring Wu Qian?

How could he completely let go of all this?

"You might as well say, go with your children and mothers all over the world," Xiao Zhijie whispered.

"Hey, I'm familiar with it, but I can't talk nonsense. Be careful I sue you for slander." Feng Yiping held him down. "What are the children and children's mothers from all over the world?

"It sounds like you are too little? I said..."

Their laughter floated in the air, as they were on the way to school more than 20 years ago, full of joy and hope...

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