Return To 1990

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

"There are pure students here who have never stepped out of the school gate, you pay attention, let's not be driven back." Zhang Fengxia reminded.

Seeing a girl with high shoulders and long sleeves, Lu Feng said, "Sister, can I ask you something?"

"Hello!" The girl stopped and looked at Lu Feng with a look of surprise. From his clothes and the pair of sneakers on his feet, he exuded a rich and noble air, and said, "What academy are you, buddy? ah?"

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

"It's in the building in front, I'll take you there." The girl started to lead the way, and said to Lu Feng; "Junior, what's your name?"

"Lu Feng!"

"Are you going to graduate school?"

"I'm preparing for a review recently, and after reading some books, I still want to go to Western University of Science and Technology."

Lu Feng was talking casually along the way. Manager Niu followed behind his ass and listened with big eyes and small eyes. If he didn't know Lu Feng, he would definitely believe that Lu Feng was a third-year student 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 are there, and the number of places allocated this year.

This senior is also full of knowledge. There are fewer places to be allocated this year. It is not easy to go to high-quality units. They are all related to the default. 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, a man in his 60s was sitting, smoking a cigarette. There were a dozen people sitting around the desk, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

"As far as these allocations are concerned, this one will call today, and the other will call tomorrow. Now this is the policy, and it will gradually not be allocated. To put it bluntly, this is the last train for the iron rice bowl."

A man wearing glasses showed a bitter face and said, "When many children went to school for four years, they thought about honoring their ancestors and wanting to enter state-owned enterprises. This gap is too big. Recently, the news came out, and many children Crying in the dorm."

"What's the use of crying? I can't wait to arrange them in major state-owned enterprises,

It doesn't mean that they can't assign jobs, they can assign jobs, they all want to go to places where there is a lot of oil and water, and they all want to return to their origins. This is impossible. If they say that as long as they are assigned, they can go anywhere, and they all go to support the frontier! "Headmaster Wang shouted.

The teachers and directors present did not speak.

Many students are very violent, some parents call to scold, and the school is also very difficult, but we have to face the reality, it does not mean that after graduating from college, you can get promoted and rich.

"Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony, let me know that the package allocation will definitely be package allocation. If you don't go after the package allocation, then you can't blame the school. At the same time, you will also be vaccinated in junior and sophomore years. The country will be fully implemented in 1996. Cancel the allocation of packages, this is the set goal, and the number of places will be less and less every year."

Since 1990, it has been preparing to cancel the all-inclusive distribution. It has been implemented in the past two years. The grievances of students and parents are not small, and there are countless petitioners.

Those with money and connections can get a good spot and enter the grain bureau, road administration, finance, or large local state-owned enterprises, and the salary is good and stable.

Most people are assigned to agricultural machinery factories. After they go, they can’t pay their wages, and they can’t last for a while and go home.

this is the truth!

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

Manager Niu looked a little overwhelmed when he sat there. What should I say to others when we met later?

"Mr. Lu, won't you be scolded for a while?" Manager Niu said worriedly, "If someone reprimands us in front of us and doesn't look good, we'll lie first."

"It's okay, if you want to scold him, you will scold him." Zhang Fengxia looked at Lu Feng and said, "He's thick-skinned, so he's not afraid!"

"Ah?" Manager Niu was very dumbfounded, and President Zhang usually doesn't talk like that.

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

"President Wang, an alumnus came to you and said that he came to donate money."

"Donate money?" Principal Wang suddenly remembered that there was such a person, with a smile on his face: "Where is the person?"

"In the front office!"

Principal Wang hurriedly walked towards the office, pushed open the door and saw Lu Feng and the three of them, and said enthusiastically, "Hello, classmates, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, the appearance hasn't changed much, but I'm mature and stable."

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

There are so many students in the school, how can Principal Wang know all of them?

"As for me, I'm now the chairman of Jiafeng Electronics. I have something I want to discuss with Principal Wang. Do you think it's okay? 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 say you wanted to express your alma mater......"

"Oh, this is easy to say. For recruiting, we don't need the school to come forward, as long as we are allowed to play in the school, what do you think?" Lu Feng asked.

Principal Wang thought about Lu Feng's words carefully. This is also a solution. Students have chosen their own jobs, so they can't blame the school for not assigning them.

On another thought, it is impossible for a fool to give up the assignment, because the assignment of work has been going on for a long time.

"This is okay, 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, each student will have an internship period of half a year after going to the company. During this half year, the student's salary will be transferred by 100 yuan and returned to the school. "

This approach of Lu Feng is like the practice or arrangement of employment for college students in later generations. Many schools recruit students under the guise of contracting employment, and directly send students to factories after graduation. It's a pity that a lot of people have been pitted.

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

"Classmates, don't you mean donations?" Principal Wang had no choice but to point it out directly.

"Oh, donate, that's it, what I said is, as an alumnus, I want to donate some money for the school, but unfortunately, I won't go to school after graduating from elementary school, and I'm not qualified to be your alumni." Lu Feng smiled honestly. .

"It's okay, I can give you an honorary alumni certificate. It's not a problem. If you can't face a problem, you should retreat." Principal Wang said unwillingly.

Lu Feng froze in place, Zhang Fengxia couldn't help lowering her head and laughing.

Manager Niu was stunned. Originally, he thought that people of the level of President Lu and President Wang should be gentle and elegant. They were very polite when they sat down to talk about things.

Manager Niu's mentality is a typical idea of ​​small people looking up to big people. Big people have no direct interest relationship with people at their level, so they appear to be very tolerant and gentle.

As everyone knows, when they touch the interests, they jump one by one. If you think that this person is very tolerant in front of you, easy to talk, and makes you feel like worship, it means that the two of you are not on the same level at all.

Lu Feng looked at Principal Wang and thought that he was the principal, but he was embarrassed to ask him when he had a showdown, but he didn't expect that he was more shameless than himself!

Principal Wang also has his own difficulties. The current university education funds are not sufficient, otherwise the school gate would not be a gravel road. Some schools even began to sell diplomas in exchange for some corporate platforms and other activities.

"Mr. Lu, there are not too many, but there are too few. The school is not easy now, and the education funds are tight. The next winter is the winter, and the school's boiler has been broken for several months." Principal Wang sighed helplessly.

Lu Feng is a ruthless person everywhere, except in education. He was born in a rural area in his last life. He learned hard all the way to get out. He knows that education is the only way for the poor to rise.

Principal Wang took Lu Feng around the school. Several boilers were broken, and there was no hot water. The old building was in disrepair. The student dormitory was still a dormitory for twelve people. There are no fans.

Downstairs in a dormitory, Lu Feng saw a male classmate crouching there crying, and asked, "What's wrong? Broken love?"

This classmate was dark-skinned, his clothes were white from washing, and he wore a pair of hand-made Melaleuca bottoms.

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

Then the classmate looked up and saw that it was the principal. He was startled, hurriedly wiped away his tears, and said nervously: "I...I didn't say school....Principal..."

"It's alright." Principal Wang patted him on the shoulder, looking a little helpless.

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

"I definitely want to make money, my mother is looking forward to me being successful..." He paused, perhaps feeling too worldly, and said, "I want to serve the country!"

"I see, I still want to go to a state-owned enterprise!" Principal Wang pointed out.

"No!!" He was anxious, there seemed to be a fire in those dark eyes, and said: "I want to do my part, go to a place where I can do my best, and work hard for the rise of the motherland. Studying is worthy of the country's training, and it is worthy of the parents' expectations, I... what I said is true, 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 an oath.

"I've learned it, 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 touching. The living environment here is very ordinary to her, and it is not much different from the study environment abroad.

"Donate!" Zhang Fengxia said solemnly.

"Donate!!" Manager Niu also called out.

Lu Feng looked at the two of them, you two don't pay, who wouldn't shout slogans?

Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, and smiled sadly, the corners of his mouth twitched, like a wry smile, and like he was about 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 my first bad apprenticeship, donate!"

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