Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 286: The wicked have their own ways of dealing with the wicked

After watching this episode, Feng Yiping completely put his mind at ease. He had been worrying too much. If the city channel could now produce an interview show that wouldn't let people go until they cried, it would definitely be at the forefront of the industry.

So this news only slightly disturbed him, and then everything returned to normal, and he continued to devote himself to his studies without rest or sleep.

He summed up his original character flaws: he was prone to being content with the status quo, and would not take the initiative to make changes unless he was forced to. Since he had the opportunity to start over, of course he wanted to surpass himself. The easiest way to do that was to force himself.

So this time, he told Chen Shuren about his plan to become the top student in the province. In fact, he didn't want to leave himself any room for manoeuvre, but once he had set this goal clearly, he discovered that he also enjoyed the challenge and the process of striving for it.

On closer analysis, the top student in the province in the arts is actually not unattainable.

In Chinese, he won't lose marks for the questions at the beginning, and if Chen Shuren continues to train him like this, he will definitely not get full marks for composition, but at least he will get high marks.

What about mathematics? The reason he chose the arts is because of mathematics, but the mathematics in the arts is not difficult for him. If we compare the requirements of the sciences and the arts, the sciences require mastery of each knowledge point and proficiency in its application, while the arts only require an understanding.

As for English, after spending a year in Hong Kong, he has no problem with speaking, and his grammar is also spoken English, so there is no problem with British English and American English fighting. The vocabulary is not a problem either, as there are only 3,000 words or so.

Politics is the least of his problems. He can recite the key points of every Chapter in every volume of the political textbook.

History is similar to politics, so there are no problems there either.

Therefore, the things he needs to work on now are composition and mathematics. If he can get full marks in mathematics and high scores in composition, then he should have no problem getting first place in the province.

The people at the company also know how important these few months are for him, and try not to disturb him as much as possible. However, he himself can't let go of the proposal put forward by Binjiang District.

When he relaxes, he takes out that map several times to look at it, and recalls in his mind the unreachable luxury mansions that he can only drool at, fantasising about building this piece of land into that same thing.

And he wasn't worried about sales either. It would be better if it couldn't be sold after completion, and it would be more profitable to leave it there. After twenty years, could anyone with money buy such an out-of-print location?

Facing rapidly rising housing prices, some domestic developers later said with envy that the owners who bought their properties actually made more money than them.

This is a big truth. After all, no matter how profitable real estate is, after deducting various costs, it is impossible for real estate developers to make twice the profit. However, it is very common for housing prices to double in just a few years.

So after much consideration, he still communicated with his brother-in-law, 'Brother-in-law, the land next to Guanlian Lake can be taken down as a whole, of course the price must be kept to a minimum, and we must agree in advance that we will not develop it immediately. You should take control of the pace of the negotiations.'

'No matter how cheap it is, such a large piece of land will add up to a lot of money. Is there a problem with the funds?' His brother-in-law was a little worried that he would not have enough money, after all, the hotel alone would take up hundreds of millions of funds.

'As long as it's not more expensive than the hotel side, then there's no problem,' Feng Yiping assured him.

'Of course it can't be more expensive than the hotel side, they're begging us to buy it.' Mei Yiliang actually really wanted to ask, 'How much money do you have anyway?'

But after being influenced by others over the years, he also knows that asking this kind of question is very offensive, because if someone asks him a question like this, he'll also be very unhappy, so regardless of how much money his nephew actually has, as long as it's enough, it's fine.

Feng Yiping could now take the interview lightly, but the family dared not. For such an important event as going public on TV, how could they be sloppy? Therefore, not only did Feng Yiping clean up his house several times, the entire village, especially their group, also had a thorough cleaning.

It's fine on weekdays, but if it's shown on TV, their group is dirty and messy, then everyone in the group will lose face.

Gao Zhiyi drove a small broken van to Fengjiachong with a TV station car. They only stayed for a day in total. Although a lot of material was collected, the TV station reporter was not very satisfied. It was very simple: it was all too similar.

When it comes to Feng Yiping, the men, women and children in the village can be summed up in just three words: good, very good, excellent. It makes him wonder if these people have all been bribed by the Feng family. In fact, in a sense, this understanding is not wrong.

Nowadays, the wealthiest people in Fengjiachong were all brought up by Feng Zhenchang, who taught them how to sell fried chestnuts and how to open a noodle shop. Many of them now work in noodle shops in the provincial capital, factories in the city, and factories in the town.

Even those who farmed the land in the village were able to not only pick various seasonal wild vegetables to make money, but some of the grain they grew was also bought by those noodle shops. Not to mention the road and the shares in the cabinet factory, just the previous few things have also benefited every family in the village. What more could they say?

Moreover, to be honest, Feng Yiping has really done nothing to be ashamed of since he started going to school.

The reporter, not believing in superstition, went to Liangjiahe Middle School for an interview. When it came to Feng Yiping, everyone from the school leaders to the ordinary teachers was full of praise. Moreover, the teachers' level of speaking was much higher than that of the villagers. Every point they made was backed up by facts, such as the various honors Feng Yiping had received. Many teachers pointed to the successful teaching building with its overall structure and said, 'If it weren't for classmate Feng Yiping, our school would have had to delay building the teaching building for several years.'

As for the fact that Feng Yiping had also been involved in the worst fight in Liangjiahe Middle School's history, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.

After school, Feng Yiping went to pick up Huang Jingping as usual. In the car, she couldn't wait to say, 'Xiao Su said Xiaoqing's boyfriend was beaten up!'

She was probably trying to sound objective and neutral, worried and sad for Xiaoqing, but she still couldn't hide her inner joy.

Feng Yiping did not hide it, and laughed when he heard it. He knew that someone would take care of someone like this, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. 'Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?'

The story is also very simple. The bowling project, which has already declined in first-tier cities, has also become popular in the city. The city government guest house built the city's first and only bowling alley last year, and it quickly became a fashionable place to go.

While karaoke charges low fees during the day, bowling charges low fees after midnight. Many people who want to be fashionable but have limited means often choose to go bowling in the early morning.

Yesterday, Xiaoqing's boyfriend got a few discount coupons, so he took her and two other couples there in the evening. After midnight, they opened a lane. Since it was the first time they had played, they made almost every mistake they could.

The young men and women on the adjacent lane, who seemed to have practised a lot, were much better than them. When Xiaoqing's boyfriend threw a gutter ball for the second time, one of the young men happened to hit a double, and couldn't help but laugh a little when he saw it.

This was nothing unusual, but Xiaoqing's boyfriend was the kind of person who would stir up trouble even if he was being unreasonable. Feeling insulted, he loudly said, 'I don't know where the money comes from to spend so extravagantly!'

Unfortunately, this seemed to hit the other person's G-spot. The young man, who had just laughed a few times, waved his hand, and the few people over there pounced on him, and after a few kicks, they threw him to the ground. They kicked a few more times, and before leaving, they said, 'You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!'

He planned to call the police, but the manager of the gym just said, 'The leader is the son of the city finance director, and the others are the sons of the deputy director of the public security bureau and the head of the civil affairs court.' He immediately wilted when he heard this. His parents were just ordinary employees at the city printing factory, so how dare they compete with those sons of government officials?

Besides, he himself felt that questioning the son of the finance bureau chief about where the money he spent came from was equivalent to deliberately provoking a tiger, and was 100% provocative. No wonder he made the person angry. So he had to swallow his anger and go home in a dejected state.

'Well done!' Feng Yiping praised, and said to Huang Jingping, 'Don't hold back, laugh out loud, you're holding back so hard!'

People like Xiaoqing's boyfriend, who can't stand to see others being more outstanding than them, have a distorted personality. They need to be taught a lesson!