After the construction of the pig farm, Feng Yu was soon driven back to school by his father with a feather duster, and the task of the students is to study hard.

In the blink of an eye, in June, the weather turned hotter, and the wind and rain brand electric fans began to be produced and sold again, but this year's sales performance was unsatisfactory, and it is expected that the national order volume will not exceed 50,000 units, and the profit will shrink.

This is still a bonus to the effect of TV advertising, otherwise it is a question whether sales can exceed 20,000 units. No way, now there are too many plastic electric fans, a small factory at the county level, and even a small private factory can produce it, although the market is still huge, but there are too many product types, and the wind and rain brand electric fans are nothing special, and the market has been divided.

Feng Yu sighed, it seems that the new type of electric fan is going to be put on the agenda quickly.

In business, Feng Yu is not so busy, and in school, he is naturally more leisurely. With a month to go before the exam, he had plenty of time to prepare.

But at this time, the teacher came to inform them that the second year of high school should be divided into arts and sciences, and the students were asked to discuss with their parents before reporting the choice.

Even worse than in the previous life, now the whole country is emphasizing science over literature, almost 80% of the students choose science, and only some female students choose liberal arts.

But after Feng Yu's head teacher received the registration form for the class, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

What's the matter, Feng Yu actually applied for liberal arts? And Li Na, her science grades are also good, why do you want to go to a liberal arts class? Isn't it clear that "learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you won't be afraid to go all over the world"?

The head teacher called Feng Yu and Li Na to the office, wanting to have a good talk with them, these are the top students in the class, how can they go to the liberal arts class to "fall"!

"Li Na, Feng Yu, did you fill in the form incorrectly, why did you fill in the liberal arts?" The class teacher took out the form and signaled that he could change it now.

Li Na looked at Feng Yu in surprise, how could he fill in the liberal arts?

Li Na's dream is to be a teacher, and it is naturally better to study liberal arts. But isn't Feng Yu's ideal to be a big boss, shouldn't he study science?

Li Na suddenly thought that on the day she filled out the form, Feng Yu specially asked her if she wanted to go to liberal arts or science, was Feng Yu for her?

Feng Yu pushed back the form handed over by the head teacher: "Teacher, we didn't fill in the wrong form. What is the relationship between liberal arts and science, they will both contribute to the country in the future. ”

"But science obviously has a better future, don't make a mistake about yourself!"

Feng Yu smiled: "Teacher, you also studied liberal arts back then, right?" ”

The head teacher was speechless, he was indeed a liberal arts subject, but he was not good at science back then, only good at memory things, but how embarrassed he was to say this, isn't that self-defeating.

"Well, my dream is to be a teacher! Studying liberal arts will make me a better teacher and better pass on my knowledge of the Chinese language to you! "The head teacher gave himself a perfect excuse.

Li Na said weakly: "Teacher, my dream is to be a teacher. ”

Feng Yu immediately continued: "Yes, how good it is to be a glorious people's teacher, like our head teacher." ”

The head teacher didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and the two students were praising him, but he originally wanted the two students to learn science and have a better future in the future, and take advantage of the assignment of work.

"What about you? Feng Yu, you also want to be a teacher? "The head teacher absolutely didn't believe that a student like Feng Yu would want to be a teacher.

"No, I want to be a secretary, and studying liberal arts is just the right major." Feng Yu told the lie that had been prepared a long time ago.

Working as a secretary for someone else? Let's talk nonsense, Feng Yu himself plans to recruit ten or eight secretaries in the future, some are responsible for serving tea and pouring water, some are responsible for printing documents, some are responsible for pinching legs and shoulders, some are responsible for cleaning, some are responsible for eye-catching, some are responsible for daytime, and some are responsible for ...... Ahem, can't think about it anymore.

Feng Yu wants to be the boss and study management, and the liberal arts examination for management will be easier than the science major. Besides, Feng Yu has a better memory now, physics and chemistry or something, let's leave it to those talented students, he can memorize history, geography or something very well.

With a background in Chinese and Russian, coupled with his memory, and the means he prepared, he will definitely be admitted to the Department of Management of Beijing University, isn't that enough? Academically, can he be admitted to Huaqing?

Feng Yu's ideal stunned the head teacher, and there are still people whose dream is to be a secretary? He thought about it for a while, Feng Yu's words should mean being an official. Many big leaders start from secretaries, which is equivalent to apprentices in the factory, and they directly have a leader and a big backer!

The head teacher was a little helpless, and he couldn't say that Feng Yu's ideals were wrong. Nowadays, who doesn't want to be a leader, let alone a bachelor's degree, itself is a cadre establishment, isn't it very good to take a career path?

"You two really don't think about it anymore?" The head teacher made one last effort.

Feng Yu and Li Na shook their heads at the same time, and the head teacher waved his hand dejectedly to let them leave. Forget it, there are two fewer top students in the class.

Coming out of the teacher's office, Li Na kept looking at Feng Yu, her eyes full of emotion.

"Feng Yu, you don't need to be like this, you want to be the boss, isn't it good to study science? You don't have to be in the same class as me. Li Na said faintly.

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, Li Na thought he was learning the literature for her? This kind of thing is a fool to explain, so let her misunderstand.

"I asked someone to buy the poetry book you like, and it will be mailed in two days." Feng Yu diverted the topic.

"Well, go back and read, you took half a month off last month."

Feng Yu smiled: "It will definitely not be in the future, there is nothing to do with the company this month." By the way, you still have to make up for the math, I didn't understand that question yesterday. Let's go out to eat in the evening, Ganshui ~ opened a halal restaurant on the other side of the road, and I heard that the roasted wheat in it tastes very good. ”

Feng Yu is usually busy, and he always feels that there is not enough time. But I don't know why, with Li Na, he won't be so impetuous, even if the two of them just sit quietly and read their own books, Feng Yu will be in a very good mood.

"Okay, let's call Shangdongjun and Zhang Han."

At the mention of the two of them, Feng Yu was very unhappy. Zhang Han didn't know if he took laxatives every day, but in such a short period of time, he lost some weight, and now it may be less than one hundred and twenty pounds. Wen Dongjun boasted in his ear every day, how good his vision was at the beginning, how good Zhang Han was, and how beautiful he was now, so that Feng Yu's ears were almost calloused.

It's just that Feng Yu is going to eat delicious food now, and he doesn't want to take Wen Dongjun with him!

Not only did he stuff this product into his mouth, but he also kept putting it in Zhang Han's bowl, not caring if Zhang Han could eat it or not, let alone caring if Feng Yu ate it or not.

But Wen Dongjun and Zhang Han didn't go, Li Na wouldn't go out with Feng Yu alone, and Feng Yu had to reluctantly agree. I was thinking in my heart, how to make Wen Dongjun have a little eyesight, and when he watched a movie in the Cultural Palace at night, he could no longer come over and be next to them!

PS1: 95 years ago, the college graduate package was distributed, and at that time, undergraduates were cadres, and junior college students were. PS2: Today's three more, the remaining two more time remains the same, ask for collection, ask for recommendation. PS3: How many secretaries do you want? Leave a message in the book review area, and everyone can discuss this topic with penetration!

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