MTL - Extraordinary Genius-Chapter 14 Go to school (seeking for collection, seeking recommendation)

Feng Danying and Li Shiqiang sweetly talked for five minutes, then gave Feng Yu to the phone, told Feng Yu, must get back at least 10,000 yuan, otherwise the mother must not pass.

Feng Yu is speechless. Just now you talked for so long, don’t you say? He reluctantly told Li Shiqiang that letting Li Shiqiang remit 10,000 yuan back, although they will let them earn less, but the impact is not too big.

But Feng Yu didn't think that Li Shiqiang knew that Feng Jia had pumped back 10,000 and thought there was still risk, so he also pumped back to five thousand. In case of any accident, he would not lose his light.

Back home, Feng Yu reported that he did not report his worries, saying that the family’s money has already increased by several thousand, and Li Shiqiang will send 10,000 yuan through the post and telecommunications station tomorrow. The three-day guarantee that the remittance slip can go to the farm’s post office will not delay the amnesty. Home to buy a tractor.

What is the rest of the money? The rest of the money is of course used to make money in Li Shiqiang’s hands, which is much more profitable than farming.

Feng Yu even persuaded his parents to simply don't plant the land. If you don't say anything else, you can earn at least 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands of dollars in a year's business. Can you earn so much? Besides, the land is bitter and tired. Where is this comfortable, go directly to the boss and let others run errands.

But the parents refused. The first point is because Feng Yu is still on the farm. The second point is that if they fail, at least there is land, they will not let the family get into too much trouble; the third point is to live habits on the farm, do not want to move.

However, they were all impressed by Feng Yu's swearing. In a year, I could buy several big houses and buy a small car anywhere in the city. Even if it fails, at least the Treasury bill is still in the hands, just waiting a few years to get money at the bank.

Fortunately, Feng Yu’s past life has also done ideological work for clients. To deal with this kind of small-agricultural consciousness, as long as they believe that they can make big money, they will be more willing to invest than ordinary people. Feng Yu also saw his colleague flickering some retired old man and old lady loan investment. After the investment was lost, he could also push all the responsibilities to the other party. He was very disdainful to that kind of person.

Ten thousand dollars were quickly obtained, and the mother remitted 5,000 yuan to the amnesty. The remaining money was saved and kept for future use.

A week later, Feng Danying returned to the ice city, and Li Shiqiang had already contacted her for an internship hospital. The vice president of this hospital is his father's old comrade-in-arms. He is a daughter-in-law of his comrades-in-arms, or a student of the city nursing school. He pats his chest and promises that he will be able to stay as long as he will get an injection.

Feng Danying went to Ice City and only took 30 yuan. When I arrived at Ice City, I needed Li, Qiang Qiang to get money, and Feng’s money was the most.

Feng Yu was banned from home at this time and wrote homework ~www.novelbuddy.com~ to learn. Feng Xingtai put it down: If the high school in the exam is not listed this year, interrupt your kid's leg! So Feng Yu's remaining time, in addition to Wen Dongjun came to him to play twice, he did not go out of the house.

Feng Yu admitted his life and looked at the physicochemicals at home. He had forgotten about these things, but he learned much faster than the average student.

The reason why Wen Dongjun only came to him twice was because he was entangled in physics questions every time, and who was willing to give you a question when he was on the winter vacation!

His parents are still very satisfied with Feng Yu's consciousness. Look, this child is desperate. Not only is the foreign language slipping, but the study is still so hard. This year's high school in the market will go out to college in a few years!

Just after the 15th of the first month, the school started.

Feng Yujia lives in a farm company. Although it is not too far from the field, it takes more than half an hour to ride a bicycle. The conditions at home are not bad, so I chose to live on campus.

On the day of school, Feng Xingtai’s rope was smashed and the fifteenth rumbling rumbling started. On this day, the school’s primary and secondary school students, a total of nineteen, will take his family’s car to the field.

Everyone used sacks to hold the bedding, and they all carried a wooden box, which could be placed under the bed, with some clothes or something inside.

Like the government, the school has a day off every Sunday and can go home or not. Anyway, this year, the school will not send a car to pick up.

There are people on the bucket, and many of them are going to the field to play or do things. This car is not a white run, the company must give money at the end of the year.

Every year, there are tractors taking turns. This year's turn is Feng Xingtai, which makes Feng Yu very satisfied, because he can sit in the driving building, without standing like other people, standing on the car to blow the cold wind.

Of course, Wen Dongjun is the son of the captain, and Feng Yu’s good friend is also sitting in the driving building. Less than ten degrees below zero, and then blow the air, the breath can be frosted on the hair!

In less than twenty minutes, the car stopped at the side of the turntable. Those who took the ride all turned down the car and made an appointment with Feng Xingtai to get back. Of course, the money for the bus should be saved.

First come to elementary school, Feng Yu, these junior high school students, it is necessary to help the parents who did not come to the parents to take the luggage down, go to the dormitory, get out and put it on.

Seeing his son Ma Li’s laying a bed for a child, Feng Xingtai became more satisfied. Look, my son, Doriso, this with me, completely forgot that I did not do any housework at home, all my wife is busy.

After half an hour, they climbed into the car and went to junior high school.

There were no parents to send them in junior high school. They all took the handles together, took the luggage and the boxes and unloaded the cars, and then they went to the second floor.

The dormitory building is a three-story building with few buildings on the farm. Female students live on the third floor, male students live on the second floor, and the water room and teacher dormitory are on the first floor.

Feng Xingtai squatted with a bag of luggage. Feng Yu and Wen Dongjun only carried their own suitcases, carrying a schoolbag and easily followed.

Looking at other students, they struggled to move their luggage upstairs. Feng Yu secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, this time the company sent their own car, and the father had a strong labor.

Eight people in a dormitory, according to the grade, class and company, so Feng Yu and Wen Dongjun in a dormitory, and Wen Dongjun lived in Feng Yu.

This dormitory is home to a class of students, but it is three company. In general, the relationship between the company will be better.

They arrived at the earliest, and the others did not return. The two quickly pulled out their luggage and placed them on the bed, but did not open the roll.

People are coming back, but they have to be cleaned up, and the ash is particularly big. The quilt cover is set, the white sheets are also laid out, and it is very easy to let go.

Lock the door, they go to other quarters and find other children of the company.

At noon, the school cafeteria is definitely not delicious. Feng Xingtai wants to take them out to eat. By the way, with the other children of the company, the middle school students of the company are only seven boys.

I left the school with a car, found a small restaurant, and called a large table. At the end of the checkout, there were less than twenty.

After the checkout, Feng Xingtai left, and Wen Dongjun’s little head smacked his mouth: “When you go to the video hall to watch the video in the afternoon, who are you going?”

I remember that at the time of the fourth year, I watched the Ding Ding Ji of Liang Chaowei and Andy Lau with a video recorder. The videotape was on a suitcase.