Chapter 275: High-profile Feng Xingtai

When Feng Yu returned to the ice city, he was nearing the New Year. To ~EbookFREE.me~ Taihua company people should be on holiday after the last batch of department stores shipped to Moscow.
Wu Zhigang, they all look forward to faintly, do not know what year-end welfare of Feng will be. The first two years of bp machines, motorcycles, which one is not the national year-end welfare? What is this year?
This year, Feng Yu did not even have anything, even the rice, white noodles and other things in previous years were not, but...? Cash!
According to the results of everyone's work, everyone has a large year-end award, the least of which is also eight thousand, the most Wu Zhigang has 12,000!
At first glance, it seems that this year is less than last year, but Feng Yu also made a lot of money with their investment stocks? Although not yet sold, Feng Yu said that in the middle of this year, it can be sold off, to ensure that everyone's investment, can be earned several times back!
In this way, they have earned tens of thousands of dollars this year, much more than last year!
This time, the year-end award of Taihua Company was once again spread in the motor factory.瞅瞅人家泰华公司,瞅瞅吴志刚, they earn more than we earn, and we get more benefits every month than we do. The year-end benefits are even more important. Bp machine, motorcycle, in addition to leadership in the factory, how many can afford?
This year is even more embarrassing, direct money, people's year-end bonus, enough to work for five or six years!
Of course, there are some people who object to it. Last year's motorcycle, it was a small 20,000 yuan. It was only over 10,000 yuan this year. It is obvious that Taihua Company is going downhill!
Of course, this statement is called jealousy by others.壹Reading ww?w?·1?k?a see n?s?h?u see c?c?
Feng Yu thought that he was high-profile, but after returning to the farm, he knew what it was called high-profile.
Hey, how do you seem to hang on the streetlights of the farm? I didn’t see them in the New Year’s Eve. When the leaders came to inspect, they would hang out.

Warmly celebrate Feng Yu’s entrance to Beijing University!

"Work hard to learn from Feng Yu and build the future for the country!"
"Hanmen students. Keep delivery to Beijing University!"
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Wait, these banners are written for me?
Feng Yu opened the driver and shook it. He almost didn't turn to the roadside ditch. Dozens of banners. All are praised by Feng Yu, let Feng Yu feel... very cool!
Was this made by the people of the farm education committee, or was it made in the middle school? It’s not the top pick of the college entrance examination. As for propaganda.
What kind of cold student, Feng Jia is a cold door. There is no well-off family in China.
Well, the phrase "work hard to learn from Feng Yu and build the future for the country" can be preserved. How good it is to write, it must be the slogan that the teachers and teachers of the school's Academic Affairs Office want to come out, and then donate money to the farm middle school.
Feng Yu drove home to the downstairs, and now he is full of people downstairs, all around his father, as if to say something.
Feng Yu was shocked. What are these people doing? Seeing the New Year, is it troublesome? No, the old man’s face is full of happy smiles, and then the farm is now dare to find trouble with the old man, the field leader is afraid!
Feng Yu’s car just stopped, and the hula crowd was encircling.
"Xiaoyu, congratulations, I heard that you were admitted to Huaqing University?"
"What Huaqing is the capital city!"
"It's not a test, it's a guarantee. What do you mean by the guarantee?"
"I don't know, I don't need to take the test. In the past, my big brother was the worker and farmer who was sent to the military school!"
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"Every uncle, uncle, why are you here?" Feng Yu accompanied his smile. They are all elders.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, we heard that I came back today and deliberately came to see you."
"Little Lei, quickly called Feng Yu brother, this is a high school student of the capital city. In the future it must be a big leader!" Someone said with a child.
Feng Yu "..." I am not a Wenqu star. Can you still protect your high school champion? Besides, your child is too young and still has a snot.
"Come here, everyone eats candy. Just look at it. My son is tired, and I have to rest." Zhang Muhua walked out with a large plate filled with candy and took sugar for everyone.
Finally, I got home and kept all the guests out of the door. Feng Yu took a deep breath.
"Dad, Mom, how is this going on? So many people are waiting for me to come back? How do the farms hang so many banners?" Feng Yu asked after filling a large glass of honey water.
"My son was admitted to Jingcheng University. They are envious and want to be smug." Feng Xingtai said proudly.
"That doesn't have to make so many banners. Are you looking for someone to make it?"
"This is not, it is the farm, you are the first high school student to be admitted to the capital of our university!" Feng Xingtai is even more proud.
"Oh, don't listen to your dad bragging, it is because he donated all the fireworks bought by his family to the farm, put them together on the night of the 30th, so that the farm must hang the banner. The original family will hang one, your father I have found more than 30 people to hang up, and the farm has no good intentions to pick it up." Zhang Muhua added.
"Oh, I have so many fireworks for them to see, hanging a few banners is not enough? The old text is getting more and more embarrassed, and several banners of money are not given up!" Feng Xingtai said indignantly.
"Dad, don't you think that this is a little show off? You haven't always taught me to say that you should be low-key, you must know Tibetan mastiff?" Hanging two or three banners, Feng Yu feels normal, if it is his own university, He also feels at ease. The problem is that he has to pay for the quota, but he has tried his best to get it. To put it bluntly, there is some guilty conscience.
"Why can't you show off? They want to show off, and their sons must go to Beijing University!" Feng Xingtai said with his neck.
"Well, you can show off, you can show off. I said that I bought firecracker fireworks over the New Year. How much did you buy?" Feng Yu called the old man a few years ago to buy more firecrackers.
"You still said, if your dad didn't buy 50,000 yuan, your dad was happy and bought more than 100,000!" Zhang Muhua felt distressed when he said this.
"Hey? When did I let my dad buy firecrackers of 50,000 yuan?"
"Don't you call me, let me buy 50,000 fireworks and firecrackers?"
"I am letting you buy Wu Wan's fireworks and firecrackers, Wu of Soochow. It is a master of fireworks. His factory fireworks are the best." Feng Yu can't laugh, who makes this time the bp machine is still digital? If you want to call the paging station, then the little sister of the paging station will tell you what it means.
"Look, I said that my son can't afford to lose money like this, let you ask again, you won't listen." Zhang Muhua complained.
"Buy it and buy it. My son is admitted to Jingcheng University. I am willing to put more fireworks and let the whole farm know. If it is not the city center, I would like to go to the city center! I will not cook tonight. I went to the canteen of our food processing factory. I invited some old friends to eat, and let them see our son by the way."
Feng Yu "..."
It seems that Dad’s low-key philosophy of life has never returned. (To be continued.)
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