On the first day of military training, after the mobilization meeting, Feng Yu submitted his medical leave slip. He felt that rather than learning how to turn left and right, he might as well go and play basketball.
But the instructors were not easy to fool. You can't go for military training? It's fine. You can stay here and help your classmates look after the kettle. Want to go home and rest? No way!
But Wen Dongjun was at home playing on the computer. With his illness, Feng Yu was the one who sent him the medical leave slip. He did not even show up at school today.
Liu Kun and Feng Yu were sitting together chatting, and Liu Kun was not allowed to leave. Feng Yu did not have much in common with Liu Kun. After chatting for a while, both of them had nothing to talk about.
Moreover, the hundreds of other freshmen in the military training were looking at them intentionally or unintentionally, making them feel uncomfortable all over. What made Feng Yu even more frustrated was that the instructors were not strict. They always let everyone rest. The rest of the students could still play basketball for a while, but both of them were not allowed to play.
"Humph, this kind of court. The cement is cracked, and the basketball hoop is crooked. What's there to play?" Feng Yu said sourly.
"I guess we are unlucky. After we graduated from primary school, the school building was built. After we graduated from middle school, the school building was built. The sports facilities were also renovated. If we want to use a new basketball court, I think we will have to wait until we graduate from high school! "Liu Kun said.
If it was in Feng Yu's previous life, it would be like what Liu Kun had said. It seemed that Bing City's education funding had a grudge against their batch. But now, it was different. Feng Yu was a rich man. Why can't he get a new basketball court?
That afternoon, a VIP came to the Third High School's Vice Principal's office.
"Xiao Li, no. I should call you Mr. Li. Is what you said on the phone true? "the Vice Principal asked with a look of anticipation.
"Principal Sun, how can I lie to you? I really intend to donate a new basketball court to the school. The original court will be renovated and the basketball hoop will be replaced with new ones. I had even contacted the construction team." Li Shiqiang sat down and said.
This afternoon, he received a call from Feng Yu, insisting that he wanted to renovate Third High School's basketball court, and that money was not a problem. He knew that money was not a problem, but the reason you donated could be to give back to your alma mater or to support education. It could not be because you liked to play basketball!
Li Shiqiang asked around and found out that the basketball court of Third High School, including the basketball racks, construction materials, and the cost of the construction team, would cost about 100,000 yuan. This brother-in-law, with just a word, he spent 100,000 yuan just like that. However, the money was earned by Feng Yu, so if he wanted to spend it, so be it.
Vice Principal Sun kept thanking Li Shiqiang. He also promised Li Shiqiang that he would inform their form teachers to take care of the three students who had passed the notes to Li Shiqiang. It would not be a problem for them to enter university in the future.
However, there was one thing that made Vice Principal Sun feel a little regretful. The construction team had been contacted? If only they hadn't contacted each other …
At night, Li Shiqiang went back and told Feng Yu that he had discussed with Vice Principal Sun. The construction will start next week, and the total cost is about 100,000 RMB.
So cheap?
"Brother Li, how did you calculate it? Is 100,000 enough?"
"A hundred thousand is cheap? I still think it is too expensive! Just remove a layer of cement and build a new asphalt concrete floor. Replace the basketball racks with new ones, and sell the old ones … … "
"Wait, Brother Li. Why are we selling the old ones? We can just give them to the school. Do we still need this money? Also, get the best outdoor basketball racks and donate some basketballs, soccer balls, etc. to the school. These must be the best. Also, renovate the volleyball court. Do we still need this money? "
Li Shiqiang looked at Feng Yu's nouveau riche face and said: "Go and rebuild the track. It doesn't cost much. Just a few hundred thousand RMB. Cover the soccer field with turf and make it look like a basketball court. I don't think even a million would be enough to buy everything you've mentioned. "
Feng Yu was stunned: "Huh? Just for this, you want 1 million RMB? "
"What do you think? Asphalt cement is expensive. Also, those basketball racks are several times more expensive than the most expensive ones. You just need to attend school for 3 years, and it will be enough. You should use this money to build some schools in the villages. There are still many children who cannot receive 9 years of compulsory education. "
Feng Yu nodded. Before he was reborn, there were still many children in the villages who could not receive compulsory education.
"What you said makes sense. Then let's go with your plan. Let's wait for another 2 years and renovate the school track. As for the schools in the villages, we can start this year. 500,000 RMB is enough for a primary school in the villages. This year, we will donate 2 schools, next year, 3 to 4 schools. In the future, we will expand to 10 schools every year. In the future, we can surpass Yifu building and become Hua Xia's top education donor. "
The more Feng Yu said, the more excited he was. He seems to see a new direction. Although he might not be able to retire at 30, his life will be more exciting!
Li Shiqiang patted Feng Yu's head: "You are not having a fever. What are you talking about? Donating to 1 or 2 schools is not a problem. You want to donate 10 schools every year? Based on your calculations, we will donate 5 million RMB every year. Can our company survive for more than five years? "
After all, Feng Yu was still a child in school. He might be good at making money, but he does not know how to save money. According to his temperament, he could spend all the money that others couldn't even spend in a few lifetimes in a few days!
Feng Yu looked at Li Shiqiang with disdain: "During Lunar New Year, I said that Treasury bonds can bring us a lot of profits. You thought I was talking nonsense. A few months ago, I said that setting up a company can make money, but you still doubted me. Two months ago, I said that producing plastic electric fans can make money, but you thought it was useless. Last month, I said that second-hand luxury cars can make money. You thought that second-hand cars are so expensive and no one will buy them … … "
"That's enough, stop, stop. You are right. You are right. Okay? " Li Shiqiang quickly stopped Feng Yu. At the same time, his eyes brighten up: "Didn't you say that there will be no more supply of second-hand luxury cars? You think that the profits from second-hand cars are too low. Are you thinking of a profitable business? "
"Not yet. But don't worry. From this time next year, it will be a good opportunity for us to make a lot of money."
After these two batches of luxury cars arrive, Feng Yu estimated that he will only be able to sell them all at the end of the year. But it will bring Feng Yu at least 10 million RMB in profits. With the 5 million RMB profit from the first batch, the profits from the electric fans and the profits from his business with Kirilenko, Feng Yu will be able to raise at least 20 million RMB next year.
With this 20 million RMB, he will be able to raise 200 million RMB within a year! At that time, he will not only donate to a few schools, but also fulfill his promise to his sister to open a big hospital.
Feng Yu did not tell Li Shiqiang about the shares. Currently, there is no stock exchange in China. Stocks are the same as Treasury bonds. They are issued by the banks or by the trust companies under the banks. To trade shares, the issuer needs to find a new buyer. This is more troublesome than Treasury bonds.
Feng Yu decided to wait. He just needs to buy shares before next year's policy is released. During this period, he should think of ways to kill Song Xiaofeng!
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