Back to 1990

The title of beauty, proper second-rate words, is considered frivolous in society, let alone school.

"Here are all pure students who have never stepped out of the school gate. Please pay attention, let's not be driven back." Zhang Fengxia reminded from the side.

Lu Feng saw a girl wearing high shoulders and long sleeves and said, "Senior sister, can I ask you something?"

"Hello!" The girl stopped and took a look at Lu Feng, with a look of surprise. From his clothes and dress, plus the pair of sneakers on his feet, there was a sense of wealth, and said: "Boy, which college are you? What?"

"I'm from the School of Electronic Information, a junior, I want to ask where is the Office of the Academic Affairs Office?"

"Just in front of the building, I'll take you there." The girl started to lead the way and said towards Lu Feng; "Scholar, what is your name?"

"Lu Feng!"

"Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Recently I am preparing to review and read some books, but I still want to go to Western University of Science and Technology."

Lu Feng said casually along the way. Manager Niu followed his **** with big eyes and small eyes. If he didn't know Lu Feng, he absolutely believed that Lu Feng was a junior who was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

While chatting along the way, Lu Feng also asked a lot of questions, how many people are there in the School of Electronic Information, how many graduate students, and the number of places allocated this year.

This elder sister is also inexhaustible. There are fewer places allocated this year. It is not easy to go to high-quality units. They are all related to the default. Many people either go home to be civil servants or go to research institutes, but a few Study abroad.

"It's on the third floor!"

"Thank you, senior sister!" Lu Feng waved his hand and walked upstairs.

On the third floor, in the office, sits a man in his sixties, smoking a cigarette, and a dozen people sitting around the desk, the atmosphere is a bit stiff.

"As for the allocation of these quotas, call this one today and the other one tomorrow. Now it is the policy and will not be allocated slowly. To put it bluntly, this is the last train of the iron rice bowl."

A man with glasses showed a bitter face, and said: "When many children go to school for four years, they think about the glory of their ancestors, and they all want to enter a state-owned enterprise. This gap is too big. Recently, this news came out. Cry in the dorm."

"What's the use of crying? I can't wait to arrange them all in major state-owned enterprises. It's not that they can't be assigned work, they can be assigned. They all want to go to places where there is a lot of oil and water, and they all want to return to their original places. This is impossible. If they say, As long as the package is allocated, you can go anywhere, all to support the frontier!" Principal Wang shouted.

The teachers and directors present stopped talking.

Many students make a lot of trouble. Parents call to scold them. School is also very difficult, but you have to face the reality. It is not that you can get promoted and make a fortune after you graduate from college.

"Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony. When the notice goes on, the package distribution must be package distribution. If you don’t go after the package distribution, then you can’t blame the school. At the same time, you will also be vaccinated in the third and second year of the year. Cancellation of package allocation is a set goal, and the number of places will decrease year by year."

Since 1990, it has been preparing to cancel the full package distribution. In the past two years, it has been implemented. The grievances between students and parents are not small, and there are countless petitioners.

Those who are rich and connected can get a good quota and enter the grain bureau, road administration, finance, or large local state-owned enterprises, and their wages are good and stable.

Ordinary people are assigned to farm machinery factories. After they go there, they can't pay wages and can't make it home after a period of time.

this is the truth!

Lu Feng went up to the third floor, but was told that President Wang was in a meeting and invited the three of them to a conference room to wait.

Manager Niu sat there looking a little at a loss, what do you say to others when you meet?

"Mr. Lu, you won't be scolded for a while?" Manager Niu worried: "If someone scolds us face to face, let's lie first."

"It's okay. If you want to scold him, you'll be scolding him." Zhang Fengxia looked at Lu Feng and said, "He has a thick-skinned face and is not afraid!"

"Huh?" Manager Niu was dumbfounded, and Mr. Zhang didn't talk like that on weekdays.

As the door of the conference room opened, Principal Wang walked out, with a drooping face, looking uninterested.

"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 said with a smile on his face: "Where is the person?"

"In the front office!"

Principal Wang hurriedly walked towards the office, opened the door and saw the three of Lu Feng, and said enthusiastically: "Hello classmates, long time no see, the appearance has not changed much, but mature and stable."

"Principal Wang is the same!" Lu Feng shook his hand.

With so many students in the school, how could President Wang know all of them? At this time, if you don't know him, you have to have a deep memory.

"Well, I am now the chairman of Jiafeng Electronics. I want to discuss something with President Wang. Can you please? Our company wants to recruit a group of high-quality talents and cooperate with the school to recommend graduates. Come to our company."

Principal Wang feels that something is not right, didn't he come to donate money?

"This classmate, you didn't mean that you want to express to your alma mater..."

"Oh, it's easy to say, there is no need for the school to come forward to recruit people, as long as we are allowed to do activities in the school, what do you think?" Lu Feng asked.

Principal Wang carefully pondered what Lu Feng said. This is also a way. If the students choose their jobs, they can't blame the school for not assigning them.

On another thought, it is impossible for a fool to give up the distribution, because the distribution of work has been troubled for so long.

"This is fine, but the school has suffered such a big loss, we..."

"I understand, I understand!" Lu Feng hurriedly said, "In this way, we can sign a contract. The internship period for each student 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 like internships or employment arrangements for later generations of college students. Many schools recruit students under the guise of employment packages, and send students directly to the factory after graduation. If they don’t work well, they won’t give a diploma. The salary is low. Poor, a lot of people have been pitted.

Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng. He was not talking about this one hundred yuan, but a donation of tens of millions.

"Students, didn't you mean donating money?" President Wang had no choice but to point it out directly.

"Oh, donate, yes, what I said is, as an alumnus, I want to donate some money to the school. It's a pity that I won't go to school after graduating from elementary school and I am not qualified to be your alumni." Lu Feng smiled honestly. .

"It's okay, I can issue you an honorary alumni certificate. This is not a problem. If you can't meet a problem, you can shrink back." Principal Wang was unwilling to say.

Lu Feng was stunned, and Zhang Fengxia couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.

Manager Niu was dumbfounded. He originally thought that people at the level of President Lu and Principal Wang should be gentle, and they would be very polite when they sat down and talked about things, and would not be angry even if they were wrong.

This kind of mentality of Manager Niu is the concept that a typical small person looks up to a big person. The big person does not have a direct interest relationship with people at their level, so they will appear to be particularly tolerant and gentle.

As everyone knows, when they touch the interests, they jump each other. If you think that this person is particularly tolerant and talkative in front of you, it makes you feel admired, which means that you two are not at the same level.

Lu Feng looked at Principal Wang. He originally thought he was the principal, and he was embarrassed to ask after a showdown. Unexpectedly, he was more shameless than himself!

President Wang also has his own difficulties. The current university education funds are not sufficient, otherwise the school gates are not like gravel roads. Some schools have even begun to sell diplomas in exchange for some corporate platforms and other activities.

"Mr. Lu, there are not many, there is one less. The school is not easy right now, and education funds are tight. The next winter is winter, and the school’s boilers have been broken for several months." Principal Wang sighed helplessly.

Lu Feng is cruel everywhere, except in terms of education. He was born in a rural life in his previous life. He relied on hard work all the way out, knowing that education is the only way for the poor to rise.

Principal Wang took Lu Feng around the school. A few boilers broke down and he couldn't drink hot water. The old building was in disrepair. The student dormitory was still a dormitory for twelve people. There is no fan.

Downstairs in a dormitory, Lu Feng saw a male student squatting there crying, and asked, "What's the matter? Lost in love?"

This classmate has dark skin and whitewashed clothes. He put on a pair of hand-made melaleuca bases on his feet. He sobbed and said, "No...no distribution. I have read books for more than ten years, but I have read it for nothing!"

Principal Wang looked embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "It's not in vain, knowledge is in your mind."

The classmate raised his head and saw that it was the principal. He was taken aback. He hurriedly wiped away his tears and said nervously: "I...I didn't say the school...the principal..."

"It's okay." Principal Wang patted him on the shoulder, looking helpless.

"So your ideal is also to learn civil and martial arts, and to sell to the emperor's family?" Lu Feng asked.

"I definitely want to make money. My mother hopes that I will have something to do..." He paused as he spoke. He may also think that he is too worldly, and said, "I want to serve the country!"

"I can see it, and I want to go to a state-owned enterprise!" President Wang clicked.

"No!!" He was anxious, and there seemed to be a fire in those dark eyes, and said: "I want to make a contribution, go to a place where I can do my best, and work hard for the rise of the motherland. Reading, I am worthy of the country’s education, I am worthy of my parents’ expectations, I...what I said is true~www.ltnovel.com~ This is not a lie...really, I swear to God!"

He seemed to be afraid that these people in front of him would not believe it, and even said something like swear.

"I have finished my studies. At least give me a place to prove myself. They said that I was assigned to raise pigs on the farm. I didn't learn to raise pigs!"

Zhang Fengxia took a deep breath, which was quite moving. The living environment here is very ordinary to her, and it is even worse than the learning environment abroad.

"Donate!" Zhang Fengxia said solemnly.

"Donate!!" Manager Niu also shouted.

Lu Feng looked at the two of them. You two don't pay for it. Who wouldn't shout slogans?

Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, smiling sadly, his mouth twitched, like a wry smile, and as if to cry in the next second.

"Stop, stop, I'm scared!" Lu Feng hurriedly raised his hand, motioned him not to cry, took a deep breath and said, "This is the first time I have a bad start, donate!"

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