small business

Chapter 1 Mediocre and Ordinary

"Phone-kun, do you know something, don't drag me to stay up late with you, you know?!" Fei Yiban, who had overslept again, sprinkled his mind on his phone.

Thousands of mistakes are all the fault of [Mobile Phone Jun].

He is such a handsome young man, how could he be wrong?
Just after complaining, Fei's first class and his [Phone Master] came to a century-old reconciliation. Although they didn't kiss and hug, it was essential to hold them high.

Today's good young people can live without flying, but they can't live without mobile phones.

After unlocking the phone, Fei Yiban received a voice message from [Ms. Han]:

"Come back and help your father manage the factory, isn't it more pleasant than finding a job abroad?"

The sender [Ms. Han] is Han Yuxin, the mother of Feiyi Class.

"Even if I starve to death here, I won't go back." Fei Yiban announced his decision to Ms. Han with great backbone, and then added without dignity: "Unless you buy me a racing car."

This is the eighth year that Fei Yiban has been studying abroad.

It took him seven years to complete what others could complete in six years.

For the rest of the year, he claimed that he was on the verge of landing everyone's dream job.

Fei Yiban's definition of "everyone's dream" is——

The top ten percent of the world's top [-] companies.

The average salary ranks among the top ten in the world.

The remaining 450 mediocre and ordinary Fortune [-] companies are simply not within the scope of Fei Yiban's consideration.

Because the request is too specific and beyond his own ability level.

the past year.

At the beginning of the year, Fei Yiban was either going for an interview or was on his way to the interview.

By the end of the year, none of the top [-] companies in the world was willing to give him an interview.

Such a fact dealt a great blow to Fei Yiban, but it failed to really hit his spirit that was higher than the sky.

He is a talented student majoring in racing engineering, but he can't find a suitable job in those mediocre and ordinary top [-] in the world. Isn't that a normal thing?
If you don't look for a job, you have to be the technical director of a certain F1 team.

Why is there no team willing to throw an olive branch to him one year after graduation?
Isn't that all because the bosses of those teams don't have a pair of eyes to discover the technical director?
All of them, apart from being rich, how many of them can drive their own racing cars?
He is different.

Everything is ready, only a car that can prove itself is missing.

Fei's father and mother Fei usually let him do everything, but they don't agree.

Fei Yiban felt resentful.

If you are not willing to buy a racing car for him, just say so.

Using the excuse that the car is not safe to prevaricate him is really looking down on his title of chief car god of the racing valley.

Even if he was the self-appointed chief, he was the one who made himself the top of the line, didn't he?
Ms. Han is also really interesting. Every time she makes a voice call, she tells him that it is very comfortable to go back to China.

If being called a bumpkin can be considered comfortable, then he has been comfortable for 14 years!
Forget the past……

Fei Yiban felt a lot of grievances in his heart.

Most of those people who were born with a golden key in their mouths are fake.

He, Fei Yiban, was truly born with a golden key in his mouth.

Because his home is made of locks.

Fei's father and mother have three lock factories, and the one with the lowest output value is more than 5.6 million a year.

Counting from the day Fei Yiban was born, the locks and keys sold by their family can circle the earth half a circle.

With his background, it turned out that he was excluded by his classmates because of his poor clothes, so he had to go abroad to study before finishing his third year of junior high school.

The things that no one would believe, just happened to him.

It caused him to leave his hometown.

You can only go to the most expensive restaurants to buy the most expensive clothes.

Injury after injury at the most expensive school.

life!
If he wasn't as strong as Xiaoqiang, how could he see the sun of tomorrow?
"I have discussed with your father about the racing car. You have been living in the school all these years, and you have no chance to drive. Even if you want to buy a racing car, you have to come back first. Let me and your father see your driving skills, you said Yes or no?"

Ms. Han quickly returned a message to Fei Yiban.

Fei Yiban immediately got up from the bed and asked in a voice: "Is this true?"

Ms. Han replied to him: "Really."

In this way, Fei Yiban reluctantly embarked on the return flight and returned to the place where he had been away for eight years.

If he could have a bowl of hot wontons when he got off the plane, he would not be in vain for more than ten hours without eating, drinking or sleeping.

The steaming soup...the thin skin...the plump and juicy meat...

God knows, how many times he dreamed back at midnight, because he couldn't really eat the wonton in his mouth, and he was so sad that he didn't fall back asleep all night.

Nonsence!

Sad what sad?
Fei Dache Shen was simply too hungry to sleep.

I was full the next day, but I was still a good man!And the most handsome one.

Anyway, no matter whether he wants it or not, Ms. Han Yuxin who misses him every day will definitely be so enthusiastic that she will directly bring wontons to the airport and feed them to him.

It's not shameful for such a big person to feed his son in public.

Forget it, Ms. Han has done it for this sake, and as a son, he can only reluctantly take a bite of his face.

Fei Yiban quickly reached a settlement with himself.

He thought about wonton in his heart, dragged his suitcase in his hand, and walked quickly to the airport pick-up gate.

"Son, why is your plane late for seven hours? Why don't you accompany your mother to inspect a few villages first?" Han Yuxin took Fei Yi's suitcase with one hand, and held his with the other. Arm, said contentedly: "Mom really misses you."

After speaking, Ms. Han "stuffed" Fei Yiban into a commercial vehicle including her and her luggage.

"Sister Han, shall we catch up now?" The driver, Xiao Meng, started the car and turned to ask Han Yuxin who hadn't fully gotten into the car yet.

"Well, the large troops have been away for more than half an hour." Han Yuxin said to the driver: "Drive faster and pay attention to safety."

"Isn't it safe for me to drive Miss Han?" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Meng drove out of the parking lot of the airport.

Fei Yi, who had not slept for more than 20 hours, was jet-lagged when he came back and finished eating wontons. He didn’t realize why he didn’t even drink wonton soup until he got on the expressway. Run in the village.

How about comfortable?

What about delicious food as soon as you come back?

Fei Yiban closed his eyes and sulked.

This is not a low-end but very old business car, did he already have it when he left at the age of 14?
How can such an old car be worthy of his long legs that have grown wildly for eight years?

The most exaggerated thing is that this car obviously has a small table, why isn’t there a bowl of thin-skinned wontons with a lot of meat and just the right temperature for the mouth?

Is this the comfort in Ms. Han's mouth?
This is how Ms. Han Yuxin treats her children?
The biggest advantage of being angry with your eyes closed is that you don't have to think about whether your expression is in place.

The biggest shortcoming is also obvious, especially in the premise of severe sleep deprivation.

Young Master Fei fell asleep out of breath, and the bumpy mountain road couldn't open his eyelids.

When he got out of the car in a fog, Han Yuxin asked, "Mr. Fei, what do you think of this place?"

Fei Yiban wondered, when did Ms. Han, who always called her husband Brother, become so formal with her husband?

Puzzled or puzzled, he doesn't have the time to care so much at the moment.

Rather than venting the emotions accumulated all the way, his more urgent need now is to release the memory that has been stored all the way.

Fei Yiban didn't say a word, and rushed into the only building in sight—the Yijia Village Committee.

"Mr. Fei, are you going to the bathroom?" Seeing him coming out, Han Yuxin asked again without further ado.

"Mr. Fei, did you call me?" Class Fei looked tens of meters away. Fei Guochen, the factory director of Fei University, who was wearing work clothes and looked more like an engineer than the chief engineer, finally realized that Ms. Han Yuxin was talking to him.

Han Yuxin smiled, and said, "Mr. Fei, are you still used to it?"

Class Fei was a little speechless.

Is this the right question for a lady to ask a gentleman?
"This is the first time I've seen an Oxford Green toilet." Fei Yiban replied casually.

Although the toilet was a bit worn out and had a strange color, it wasn't so dirty that it was full of peculiar smells.

As a boy, I can barely bear it.

"Is the color Oxford green related to your Oxford University?" Han Yuxin asked again.

The whole one has nothing to say.

Fei Yiban was still angry about eating wontons before getting off the plane, so he chose to ignore this boring question.

With the time to chat, he might as well go back to the car to catch up on sleep.

Han Yuxin knew she was in the wrong, and when she saw Fei Yiban leaving with a normal attitude, she was not angry, but also added a sentence full of maternal love: "Mr. Na Fei will go to the car to rest first, and I will go to Mr. Lin to have a look. Take Mr. Fei to eat farm food."

The director of the village committee, who took the materials of the abandoned cement factory from the file cabinet, listened to the conversation between the mother and son throughout, and kept the key points firmly in his heart.

Ms. Han went to the site with the director of the village committee, and went through the materials of the abandoned cement factory with Papa Fei and Mr. Lin.

Within a few minutes, a group of people came back and surrounded Fei's class to ask for their health.

The director of the village committee wanted to keep them for dinner, but was rejected by Ms. Han with the words "we have to look at the land in several other villages."

On the way back, Fei Yiban changed to another slightly newer commercial vehicle.

Fei's father drove the car himself, and asked Fei Yi to sit in the co-pilot and chat with him.

Fei Yiban is naturally reluctant.

It was not easy for Fei's father to say anything about him in front of outsiders, so he chatted with Mr. Lin and Ms. Han who were sitting in the second row without saying a word.

Mr. Lin said: "The abandoned cement factory in Yijia Village does not meet the environmental protection standards. It has never had an environmental impact assessment report. It is better not to build such infrastructure. I don't think this land can do it."

"I have the same opinion as the chief engineer." Ms. Han, who wished to carry every sentence with her, continued, "So why don't you hurry up and take your precious son to eat farm food?"

"My son definitely wants Chinese food." Han Yuxin reached out and patted the shoulder of [Baby Son] who was sitting in the co-pilot, and asked flatteringly, "Isn't it, Mr. Fei?"

Now that you know he wants Chinese food, don’t you know which dish of Chinese food he misses the most?
Fei Yiban pulled his face, and replied coldly: "I have long since changed my appetite for Western food."

Knowing that her son had been unhappy for a long time, Han Yuxin began to chat with him about interesting topics:

"The road in Yijia Village is really not good. When I came here, watching Xiaomeng drive after your father was really frightening. Fortunately, Xiaomeng is very good at driving. If you have the driving skills of your brother Meng for so many years, mother will definitely I won't stop you from buying a racing car."

Fei Yiban gave Ms. Han a "hehe".

Racing cars, that is, the cars that drive on the track, and these cars that roam the streets, can that be a concept?
Just such a small mountain road, are you embarrassed to say that you are frightened?

On such a road, the chief car god of Racing Valley will drive with his eyes closed, and there will be no problem.

Fei Yiban twitched the corners of his mouth, and thought: Tomorrow, Master Ben will record a video to open Ms. Han's horizons.

(End of this chapter)