"Good news, good news, Director Xiao Song has been admitted to Fudan University!"

　　 "Good news, good news, Director Xiao Song has been admitted to Fudan University!"

　　 The postman pedaled his bicycle and waved wildly with the admission notice in his hand.

　　 The company doorman quickly let go of the take-off and landing lever, smiled and asked, "Is Fudan so good?"

　　 The postman said: "It's amazing. Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University, Nankai University, the four most famous universities in the country, Fudan is only one grade lower than Tsinghua University and Peking University."

　　 "As expected of Director Xiao Song!"

　　 "As Mr. Yang said, he is not allowed to call Mr. Song the director, but he must call the chairman."

　　 "Yes, the chairman is awesome!"

　　 "……"

　　 The employees of the nearby company crowded around and walked in with the postman. A small cadre in charge of patrolling the factory exclaimed: "What are you doing? Go back to your post, the company's rules are not understood!"

　　 "Leader He, there are special circumstances today, and the chairman has been admitted to Fudan University!" an employee laughed.

　　 "Really? Then hurry in to announce the good news." The little cadre ran the fastest.

　　 The admission notice was originally sent home, but there was no one in the Song family. The postman went straight to the factory and wondered if he could receive the red envelope.

　　 Chen Tao sat at the shady desk, stretched out slowly, and the shirt buttons on her chest were almost unfolded. She heard the noise outside, went out to ask about the situation, and immediately led everyone to the chairman's office.

　　 Yang Xin and Yang Dexi also came after hearing the news.

　　 "What's the matter?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 Everyone stepped aside, sent the postman in, and said happily: "Director Xiao Song, your admission notice has arrived."

　　 "Oh, let it go." Song Weiyang didn't react much.

　　 The postman said: "It's Fudan University!"

　　 Song Weiyang was a little surprised, and said to Yang Dexi: "Director Yang, make a red envelope of 100 yuan and charge it to my private account."

　　 "Good!" Yang Dexi ran very diligently.

　　 The postman was overjoyed and said quickly, "Thank you, Director Xiao Song, and wish you a doctorate in the future!"

　　 Chen Tao leaned over and said, "Quickly take a look, I haven't seen the university admission letter yet."

　　 Song Weiyang took it apart at will, his pretending appearance was very awkward. But after he saw the content of the admission notice, he was ashamed to pretend to be forced in an instant, and said embarrassingly: "Haha, it's nothing, it's only Fudan University. Go back to work, everyone."

　　 "Fudan is only? Those are the four famous schools!" Chen Tao said with a smile.

　　 This year, there is no official university ranking, but the verbal call is Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University, and Nankai University, collectively referred to as the four famous universities.

　　 Of course, in some places, such as the capital, only the rank of "Renbei Qingshi" is recognized. The people in the capital feel that the National People's Congress is the most powerful, and Tsinghua and Peking University have to stay behind so that Beijing Normal University can slap all universities outside the region.

　　 "Congratulations, congratulations," Yang Xin took a look, suddenly stopped booing, and said wittily, "Well, I'll go back to the office first."

　　 Chen Tao saw Yang Xin winking at her, and subconsciously said goodbye and left. After going out, she asked, "What's the matter?"

　　 Yang Xin whispered: "The chairman got the admission notice for self-financed students."

　　"Self-paying students?" Chen Tao's expression was a little weird.

Yang Xin nodded and said, "It's a self-financed student. I guess the chairman himself doesn't know it, it should be his mother who quietly helped handle it. Didn't you see that the chairman's face changed just now? He is embarrassed now, so let's not bother. , Don’t talk outside from now on."

　　 "Don't say, promise not to say, hahahaha." Chen Taole laughed, she rarely had the chance to see Song Weiyang deflated.

　　 Song Weiyang was really embarrassed. He was admitted to a prestigious university after he was born again. He was actually a self-financed student. It was a joke to say it.

　　 From the mid-1980s to the mid-1990s, China's college entrance examination adopted a "dual-track system", that is, self-financed students and public-funded students coexist at the same time. Although the college entrance examination reform was carried out this year and the state began to abolish self-financed students, it was not completely abolished until 1996.

　　 Not to mention Fudan University, including Tsinghua University and Peking University, all have their own self-financed students, and the number is extremely large.

　　 Fudan University does not have a quota for self-financed students in Rongping City. It must be Guo Xiaolan who bought the money and occupied the self-financed quota in the provincial capital. Song Weiyang didn't know it from beginning to end.

　　 "You can pay at your own expense." Song Weiyang put the admission notice in the drawer, and I'm sorry to show it to others.

　　 Although it is self-funded, it does not cost money to read, and it can reduce admission by up to 20 points. If you want to be a self-financed student at Fudan University, you must at least pass the key line, otherwise you will not be eligible to apply for a volunteer.

　　 In fact, there is not much money. Take Fudan University as an example. Self-financed liberal arts students pay an extra 800 yuan tuition per year, and self-financed science students pay an extra 1200 yuan tuition per year.

The real difference is that self-financed graduates do not include distribution, do not enjoy half-price holiday train tickets, do not enjoy public medical care, and do not arrange accommodation (many schools need to rent their own houses, although Fudan provides dormitories, but they have to pay another 300 yuan for accommodation each year. fee). After graduating from self-financed students, although their diplomas are the same as publicly-funded students, the color of their student ID cards is different when they are in school. They can be recognized at a glance and are discriminated against.

　　 It is precisely because of discrimination from all aspects that self-financed students often belong to the most diligent group. Self-financed students in major colleges and universities account for only a small part~lightnovelpub.net~, but the annual scholarship evaluation often takes away a quarter or more.

　　 By the way, the proportion of self-financed students going abroad is also very high, especially in the era of public-sponsored package distribution.

　　 After everyone was gone, Guo Xiaolan walked into the office and said with a smile: "Yangyang, don't you blame me for arguing?"

　　 "It's okay, let's not take it as an example." Song Weiyang still can't commit because of this awkwardness with his mother.

　　 "That's good." Guo Xiaolan said.

　　 Song Weiyang asked: "How much did it cost?"

　　 Guo Xiaolan said: "5,000 yuan, not much. The number of self-financed students in the provincial capital is not enough every year, and we didn’t squeeze anyone out, so it’s not a loss."

　　 "It's okay." Song Weiyang laughed himself. He never thought of going to university at his own expense.

　　Perhaps many years later, when Song Weiyang’s self-financed identity was revealed, some people would say, “Look, Song Weiyang bought Fudan with money back then, in fact, he didn’t even pass the university entrance exam!”

Ha ha.

　　 "咚咚咚!"

"Come in!"

　　Purchasing management manager Fei Wenming came in: "Chairman, people from Lenovo came to sell computers."

　　 "You can ask Mr. Yang about this kind of thing." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "Mr. Yang asked me to come to you." Fei Wenming said.

　　 I blame the report in the "Chinese Entrepreneur" magazine. Song Weiyang said that it would take several years to complete the electronic information management of Xifeng, which immediately attracted the attention of Lenovo.

　　Lenovo has been losing money for several months now, selling computers everywhere like crazy, how can it not be eyeing Xifeng who is preparing to automate the office?

　　 1994 is the first year of the Internet in China, and everything is in the ascendant.

　　 (It will be on the shelves after 12 o'clock in the morning, and ask for a wave of first orders at that time. Thank you, uncles.)