Monday, noon.

Including Peng Shengli, the brothers in the dormitory came to the café to eat together. They also don't occupy a table, and each person has a plate of fried rice, which only charges the cost price, which is more cost-effective than in the school cafeteria.

The little fat man Ding Ming was the most active and directly occupied the front desk. The fried rice was almost cold and I couldn't take care of eating, and I was happily blowing water at the "Firebird Station", crackling and beating.

"Firebird Station" is a BBS station recently set up by Ding Sanshi on the Internet, and many friends have been brought over from the "Ma Station", and Ding Ming is one of them. Ding Sanshi also had a BBS station in the past, but it was a site of Huiduo.com, which could only accommodate one visitor, which was far less popular than the "horse station".

Peng Shengli's fried rice had already been eaten, and he stood by and watched honestly, silent.

"Hey, can't you talk about anything else, is it interesting to talk about technical issues?" Zhou Zhengyu said as he ate.

Ding Ming suddenly stopped and asked, "Brother Yu, how about you say I change my major?"

"It's my business. Zhou Zhengyu said.

Li Yaolin was surprised: "It's almost the end of your sophomore year, what major are you going to change? ”

"I'm not interested in what I'm learning right now, I like computers, I want to learn programming. Ding Ming said.

Wang Bo said: "You can go to audit, buy some books and study on your own, it's a pity to change majors now." ”

"I'm already self-taught," Ding Ming pointed to the computer, "There are a lot of big bulls on BBS, and they are very enthusiastic, and they will patiently help answer any questions." But I just want to learn it systematically, you say, can my dad agree?"

"We're not your father," Zhou Zhengyu put the dishes back in the kitchen, and said impatiently, "Get out of the way, and let me chat on the Internet for a while." ”

Ding Ming honestly gave way, he has a very good personality, Buddhism, and no conflict with anyone.

Zhou Zhengyu soon landed on the horse station, his screen name was helped by Song Weiyang, and he was domineering, hmm...... It's called Long Aotian.

Zhou Zhengyu is very satisfied with this screen name, which fits his temperament too well. He complained while teasing Brother Xiaoma: "Fudan is really rubbish, there is no telephone line, and it is the same as a primitive tribe." ”

Nie Jun said: "The school doesn't stipulate that you can't pull a phone line in the dormitory, you pay a few thousand yuan for the initial installation fee, and the telecommunications bureau guarantees to help you get it." ”

"No money!" Zhou Zhengyu rolled his eyes, he now has 300 yuan a month for food, and he can't even afford to use a pager.

"So, you don't have any money yourself, don't rely on the school. Nie Jun said with a smile.

When these guys were talking nonsense, Song Weiyang was standing on the side of the road on the phone. He didn't dare to pick it up in the café, because it was Chen Tao who called, and it would be tragic if Lin Zhuoyun heard something.

"Kiss the little villain, do you miss me?" Chen Tao's voice was very sensual.

Song Weiyang hurriedly said: "Sister, let's be normal, I heard that I had goosebumps all over my body." ”

"Okay," Chen Tao said as if he was eating, chewing in his mouth, "I miss you, how about I go to Shenghai next weekend to see you?" ”

"The second division has a fart to watch, and I will talk about it when I get into the first B. Song Weiyang said.

"You don't want to see me?" Chen Tao was suddenly unhappy.

Song Weiyang hurriedly said: "Okay, you come to Shenghai next weekend and wait for me in the hotel." ”

"This is about the same," Chen Tao said with a smile, "The formalities for the medicinal herb base have been completed, and the construction will start this month." By the way, Mr. Yang wants to make a big move again, did he tell you?"

"What do you say?" asked Song Weiyang.

Chen Tao said: "He has recently consulted professionals and is planning to go public in Hong Kong City next year. ”

"Let him consult first, and then discuss it at the next shareholders' meeting. Song Weiyang was noncommittal.

At the end of '93, there were major changes in shareholders and management, and according to the regulations of the port city, if you want to go public, you must go through three fiscal years smoothly. That is to say, it is at least 1997 that it is not eligible to apply for listing, and with various preliminary preparations, it is just right to avoid the 97 Asian financial crisis.

Yang Xin's mind is very easy to guess, he pondered that going public in Hong Kong City can accelerate the company's development, and secondly, it can increase its own wealth, a win-win situation for both public and private.

Song Weiyang was not disgusted by this plan, and even praised it, feeling that he had not seen the wrong person. Now Xifeng company is developing rapidly, and funds are always tight, and it is best to be able to go public smoothly and make money.

"I'll have good news for you. Chen Tao said.

"What's the good news?" Song Weiyang asked.

Chen Tao said: "Didn't you contact a Hong Kong businessman last year? He got a batch of drinks to try selling, our Coke has no market, but the reaction of iced tea is very good. Yesterday he came again, wanting to take the agency of Xifeng Iced Tea in the bend-and-go area, Mr. Yang has already agreed, and is negotiating the price. ”

"Good news indeed. Song Weiyang said with a smile.

"By the way, remember to come back next month to sign," Chen Tao said, "through a headhunter, we have hired a top engineer in the beverage industry from the French company Siddel." As soon as this foreign devil came, it took more than 20 days to understand the situation, and then put forward a series of equipment upgrades and production transformation plans. The funds for the whole project are very large, which is beyond the scope of the general manager's authority, and needs to be personally approved and signed by the chairman. ”

"No problem. Song Weiyang said.

After chatting about business, Chen Tao began to talk about love again, and all kinds of words teased Song Weiyang, which made Song Weiyang a little angry.

A young couple walked past Song Weiyang and walked into the café holding hands.

Soon Lin Zhuoyun ran out, took Song Weiyang's hand and said, "My dear, my teacher and wife are here, go in and get to know each other." ”

"Well, okay, let's do it, we'll talk next time. Song Weiyang hung up the phone casually.

Lin Zhuoyun dragged Song Weiyang to a coffee table, it was the young couple just now. She introduced: "This is my future mentor, Mr. Xu Hongtu, and this is Mr. Xu's lover, Dr. Yuan Ziying. ”

"Hello Teacher Xu, good Teacher Yuan. Song Weiyang hurriedly shook hands.

The couple are both returnees who graduated from Fudan and stayed abroad, Xu Hongtu got a master's degree in Fudan and a master's degree at New York University in the United States. With a double master's degree, he did not go to the doctoral examination, but went to Europe for several years of academic exchanges, and was hired as an associate professor by Fudan University some time ago, and happened to serve as Lin Zhuoyun's master's supervisor.

Yuan Ziying is Xu Hongtu's younger sister, Dr. Princeton, who married Xu Hongtu four years ago and was also hired as an associate professor by Fudan this time.

The two were very young, in their early 30s, and dressed fashionably, and both had permed their hair.

"It's been seven years since I left Fudan, but I didn't expect to have a café in Wujiaochang. Xu Hongtu sighed.

"Yes, I was still an undergraduate student at the Fudan branch, and now even the branch has been abolished," Yuan Ziying said as she sipped her coffee, "I remember that a few hundred meters away from the branch was still a large piece of farmland. When I went back two days ago, I saw that the farmland was crossed by a large road, and the road was lined with newly built buildings. ”

Song Weiyang didn't interject, quietly listening to the two of them nostalgic for the past.

"I'm grass, Lao Song, you're awesome, you actually give a lecture to master's students! It's all in the newspaper, and we don't know yet. Nie Jun came over with a copy of the "Industrial and Commercial Daily", which Lin Zhuoyun threw at the front desk after reading it in the morning.

Song Weiyang said with a smile: "Basic operation, don't make a fuss. ”

"Little San'er?" Yuan Ziying suddenly looked at Nie Jun in surprise.

"Are you...... Sister Yingzi?" Nie Jun was a little unsure.

Yes, there are also those who recognize relatives.

Throughout the 80s and early 90s, most of those who could study abroad were either rich or expensive unless they had particularly good grades. Xu Hongtu belongs to a "scholarly family", his father is a professor in Fudan, and Yuan Ziying is from a military family, and he used to be in a compound with Nie Jun, with an age difference of 12 years.

These people are reminiscing and nostalgic, Song Weiyang couldn't interject, so he simply went upstairs to play on the computer.

Xu Hongtu has just returned to China for a month, and he is busy with graduate student interviews, as well as visiting his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and looking for former classmates everywhere to catch up, but he has never heard of Song Weiyang's name. He asked Nie Jun: "Isn't this Song Weiyang a student? Why is he teaching a master's degree at Fudan again?"

"Old Song is blowing up, look at this newspaper. The first person in China's MBA education, no one calls it a lecture, but a preacher! That reporter really dares to write. Nie Jun stammered.

In recent years, the circulation of "Industrial and Commercial Daily" has become less and less, and there is no way, it is too specialized. However, it has a great influence in the industrial and commercial circles, and like the "Economic Daily", it is a must-see publication for entrepreneurs across the country.

Fan Xinman's article made the same old mistake again, and he touted it too much, and the first person in China's MBA education dared to shout it.

Needless to say, it must have earned Song Weiyang a lot of red and black fans.