"Old Chen, drive, go home." Feng Yu got on the bus and said to the driver.

Fu Guangzheng left, and when he left, he didn’t have time to fight. The bartender was already dumbfounded. He wanted to take a look at the two sons who paid for the house and wondered if he could get some more tips today. Looking at it now, it seems like a horse is on the horseshoe.

Fu Guangzheng’s reputation is good. Fu Guangwei must bring someone to marry this bar. Will the bar owner let him go to a small bartender? Moreover, the boss was originally a member of the community, and he only wants to be beaten by the boss.

Fu Guangzheng helped Feng Yu to buy this house in Xiangjiang, one room and one hall, which is the kind of large open room, which is one of the most common types of houses on Xiangjiang. Counting on the Yongtai, the use area is no more than 50 square meters.

It is not Feng Yu who does not want to buy a better house. It is just near Xiangjiang University. The price of a house with a better size is somewhat high. Feng Yu is also a person, just enough. Fu Guangzheng recommended the half-mountain villa mansion, Feng Yu is not considered to consider, what can have a private road, how good the law and order, are blowing.

Xiangjiang this law and order should be good enough, Li Chaoren's son will not be tied ~ frame! This kind of residential area close to the police station is the safest. Anyway, Feng Yu did not want to live with Guangwei, and the goods were obviously confusing.

The next day, after Feng Yu woke up, he found a very serious problem... He knew what class he was on today, but he didn't know where to go to class!

Although he did not intend to be a good student who studied hard, he could not keep going to class, and his reputation at Beijing University was not good. What's more, Feng Yu really wants to hear, how many professors of Xiangjiang University have their skills.

If the professor has the ability, then there are always a few outstanding among these students, and maybe a few satisfied people can be found.

In Feng Yu's view, his business, including labor-intensive, capital-intensive automobile manufacturing, workers and money are not the most important, the most important is the management, design, research and development, sales and other special talents. Even if it is an eight-level worker, Feng Yu feels that it is not so important.

If anyone can design a particularly attractive model, then Feng Yu will not be rewarded. If he can develop any leading technology, Feng Yu can even give a little equity.

Isn't there a sentence? What is the most expensive in the 21st century? Talent!

......

"This classmate, how can I go to the business school office?" Feng Yu took a classmate to inquire.

The person who was pulled by Feng Yu stopped and looked up and down Feng Yu: "Are you from the mainland?"

"Yeah, come here to learn."

"do not know!"

Feng Yu felt inexplicable when he looked at the person who was leaning against his chin. I didn't provoke you? Inquire about a place. Everyone is still a classmate. As for this attitude?

What happened to the mainland? Is it geographical discrimination?

Feng Yu knows that this situation has not changed since the millennium. Because of the return of Xiangjiang, many mainlanders came to work in Xiangjiang, with less salary, and higher efficiency, and the owner of Xiangjiang. More than to build factories in the Mainland, especially Guancheng, known as a world-class factory city.

This also caused the unemployment rate of locals in Xiangjiang to rise, affecting the lives of many Xiangjiang people. But they did not reflect on themselves, but blamed the mainlanders for stealing their jobs.

If you are really capable, can you still not get a high salary?

No big city can stand still, including New York, the world's busiest city, and a large number of foreigners and foreigners.

And in fact. If there is no support from the mainland, how can it be so prosperous in a place like Xiangjiang? Later, Xiangjiang had an economic crisis, and it was not supported by the mainland. It’s already finished. At this time, those Xiangjiang talents began to face the reality and began to work hard.

Most of those who have the ability to work in the Mainland have discovered that the mainland is far from what they imagined. There are even more opportunities than Xiangjiang.

Feng Yu shook his head and continued to look for blindly. If he could not find it, he would call Fu Guangwei.

Several times in a row, the other party listened to Feng Yu's accent, and did not want to communicate with Feng Yu. Feng Yu was helpless. Finally, he asked for directions in English and only heard the place.

......

"dr. Smith, I am Feng Yu, an exchange student at the mainland capital city. I don't know where every class is." Feng Yuxi said. Rubbing, Fu Guangzheng is too unreliable, and blames himself for not reading the class schedule yesterday. There is only time and subject, there is no written where to go!

"You are Feng Yu? At this time, you should be in class, this is your professional detailed schedule." Dr. Smith said dissatisfied.

"I came to report yesterday, and no one gave me a detailed schedule." Feng Yu explained.

"Go to class first, and then I will talk about it later." Dr. Smith is an external teacher at the School of Business. He is a Ph.D. in economics at Oxford, England, but he likes to call his English name, the brand on his desk, and also write It is the English name.

He didn't like Feng Yu very much. He came to Xiangjiang University from the backward places in the mainland. What a good opportunity, I don't know.

If Xiangjiang returns to the mainland, he does not know what to become. The quality of these mainlanders, there is no detailed schedule, why didn’t you know yesterday? Fortunately, there is a country and two systems, otherwise Xiangjiang will definitely be finished!

I feel that the teacher of this business school seems to have no good feelings for himself. Feng Yu does not want to leave. If this Smith and Feng Yu said, "Go to class first," let Feng Yu think that this is still a responsible teacher. He really wants to ask, what does that disdainful look mean?

Finding the classroom, the first lesson is over, and Feng Yu is directly on the second lesson. He saw an empty space behind him and walked over to sit down.

"Classmate, my name is Feng Yu, may I ask the teacher where?" Feng Yu asked the classmate next to him.

"Are you from the mainland?"

Feng Yu frowned. "Well, what happened?"

"Exchange Students?"

"Exchange Students."

"Oh." The classmate finished, picked up something and switched to the next seat.

I am rubbing, too tm, right? What happened to the mainland? I am calling you to mess with you? Discrimination is not over yet, right?

Feng Yu’s temper also came up, and immediately took his own text, and moved to the side of the classmate.

"You are farther away from me."

"If I can't say it?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows. How, still want to fight? The buddy is one meter eight, one meter is not seven, thin is like a chicken, afraid of you?

"You mainland people, the quality is really bad! Just like the one I met the last two days, the earth is rustic!" Said, but also licked his hair.

I go! What happened to the short hair? What happened to the inch? Old fashion? Are you long hair like yours? Where does this tm come from? Short hair, I can't be cool!

"Who do you say poor quality?" Feng Yu said.

"Tell you, the mainland can!" (To be continued.)

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