The richest man Yang Fei

"How high is the score for entering here? Is it [-] points higher than the key line?"

"This year, there are 380 million candidates across the country, and only 120 of them scored [-] points. Next year, it is estimated to be better, but it will definitely be difficult."

"That's right, the test is too difficult."

"College admissions are divided into third-tier admissions for national mission students, substitute students, and self-financed students. The score line requirements for proxy students and self-financed students are lower. If it doesn't work, you can still find a way to take the route of special enrollment."

"Special admissions? Sports expertise? Or winning the national mathematics, physics and chemistry competition award? It's quite difficult! Are you sure?"

"Let's talk about it! If you can't get into Tsinghua University, you have to get into a better university. Even if you don't get a diploma, it's worth taking a few more classes and then dropping out." Yang Fei had already made up his mind.

This class has brought him too many emotions!

Especially in the future, enterprises will definitely expand abroad. If their own knowledge reserves are not enough, enterprises will not be able to grow large or go far.

Yang Fei and Su Tong walked out of the Qing University campus.

Wudaokou, a good location!

Yang Fei stroked his chin, thinking that he could make a lot of money by setting up some property here in the future!

Something happened in the capital, Yang Fei suddenly thought of Jiang Hanying.

She is in this city, I don't know which school she is in?

Just think about it, it's impossible to find her, it's impossible to find her in this life.

It seems that the trajectory of history has deviated a bit, but it has not deviated from the general direction.

He and her, after the occasional intersection, finally stopped contacting each other, and they went to different lives.

Chapter 132

In the southern province in early winter, the tall plane trees are falling with big golden leaves.

The fiery red maple leaves and dark green osmanthus leaves decorate the provincial capital magnificently, no less than the splendor of spring.

The Cherokee's tall tires rolled over the road, bringing up a gust of wind, rolling up fallen leaves, and dancing like a whirl.

The car drove to the gate of Xijiang No. [-] Middle School.

The guard raised his head, glanced at the special passes pasted on the car window, was startled in surprise, then opened the gate, ran out quickly, stood respectfully by the side of the road, and paid attention to the car.

The car pulls into the parking lot.

The driver Ma Feng got out of the car, opened the rear door, and asked Yang Fei to get out of the car.

Yang Fei walked towards the office building calmly.

It was the break time of the second period, and the playground was crowded with students, both male and female, all wearing loose school uniforms, listening to the radio and doing gymnastics.

When Yang Fei walked by, he stopped and looked at it for a while.

"Boss, are you inspecting these school uniforms?" Ma Feng knew that under the name of the boss, there was a garment factory controlled by him, mainly engaged in tooling.

"Hehe, you just saw the loose school uniform? I was admiring the bright and attractive faces of those girls. The resources in No. [-] Middle School are good, and there are many beautiful girls!" Yang Fei withdrew his reluctant gaze and walked forward go.

"Huh?" Ma Feng was startled, and followed the boss's pace.

Radio gymnastics is done.

Thousands of students suddenly scattered like a tide.

Groups of students ran past Yang Fei.

Yang Fei could barely walk.

A girl was fighting with her classmates and bumped into Yang Fei.

"Hey, how did you walk? Didn't you wear eyes?" Ma Feng shouted loudly.

Yang Fei stretched out his hand to support her, saw her pale face, and said softly, "Little sister, are you alright?"

Then he said to Ma Feng: "On campus, don't make such a fuss. It's not good to scare the little sister. Even if you don't scare the little sister, it's not good to scare the little flowers and grasses."

Ma Feng replied: "Yes, boss, I was wrong."

The girl was very shy, turned around and ran away, then turned around, glanced at Yang Fei, and said to the classmate: "This person is really weird. I bumped into him, but he asked me if I was okay?"

Several girls giggled and ran away.

Yang Fei came to the office building, found the principal's office, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

Yang Fei pushed the door open and went in.

"Principal Wang, hello, I'm Yang Fei, I called you before."

"Oh, Yang Fei, hello, please sit down." Principal Wang nodded seriously, and said, "I hear what you mean, do you want to come to our school to repeat your studies?"

"Yes, I don't know if I can?"

"Well, it's like this. Our school has no plan to recruit repeat students this year."

In fact, these well-known key high schools in the province generally do not recruit repeat students.

Principal Wang said again: "There are several good repeat schools in the province. I can recommend you to go to them. Their teachers are very strong. Last year, the enrollment rate reached 30.00%. As long as you work hard, there are many opportunities to enter prestigious schools. .”

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Actually, I'm not counting as a repeater, but I'm attached to a student status."

As he spoke, he gestured to Ma Feng.

Ma Feng handed the bag to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei opened the bag, took out 1 yuan and put it on the table.

Principal Wang asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Yang Fei said: "Principal Wang, this is the school building fee I donated to No. [-] Middle School. I am in No. [-] Middle School just to make a name, get a student status, and take the college entrance examination next year."

Principal Wang said: "If you have the self-confidence, you can also take the national college entrance examination if you register with the education department in the name of a social candidate."

Yang Fei took out another [-] yuan and put it on the table: "I want to be a transfer student and take the exam as a fresh graduate. I don't want to have any restrictions in the future. I believe that President Wang can understand me. Of course, I I also want to find a good school, and when I have time, I can really review it suddenly."

With that said, he took out another [-] yuan and put it on the table.

Principal Wang frowned: "I understand your feelings."