On the afternoon of October 3, with the settlement of the last futures contract, the investment of 300 million US dollars this time finally came to fruition.

In order not to set himself on fire, unlike last year's speculation on Hang Seng Index futures, this round of operations, he was more scattered, and did not put all his funds on the 17th, so if you look at the unit rate of return, it is not as good as the last hammer trading.

Moreover, in order to further avoid suspicion, he bought some contracts, and even lost slightly.

He proved to be very wise in doing so, and from 911 to the present, the various law enforcement agencies in the United States have interrogated thousands of foreigners in the United States with unprecedented unity and efficiency.

However, because the investment this time is three times that of the last time, the overall return is still higher than the last time, excluding all these expenses in the United States, including the $100 million investment in Shanghai, the rest is still slightly more than the total income last time.

Therefore, the funds that Feng Yiping can use at present have reached a new level.

There are hundreds of millions, and there are billions, and that feels completely different.

He felt that it was really time to consider buying a private jet, especially after 911.

Before that, though, he had another idea.

"Jingping, I want to build a high school in the town, what do you think?"

"Build a high school?"

"Of course, it is a donation, and after it is built, it will be handed over to the town.

I estimated that after the first phase of the industrial park is built, it will bring at least 3,000 more people to work, so that more and more families in the town can afford a college student.

It's the whole county, there is only one high school, and the admission rate for the high school entrance examination is too low. Many people don't have the opportunity to go to college, so they say that none of the three of them in their uncle's family have been admitted this year, and now they are all repeating in the province, if there is a high school in the town, at least Rongrong can be admitted. ”

Her sister Huang Qinping is quite competitive. Admitted to the county No. 1 middle school.

"It's not that simple to add a high school," Ms. Huang said.

"We don't have to worry about those things, as long as we are willing to pay, the town will definitely find a way to get the approval,"

"Okay, I don't have a problem, the school is built in the town, and the admission rate in our town must be higher. Pretty good.

Those who will have the opportunity to go to university in the future, after graduation, many people should return to the town to work, from this point of view, in fact, it is also to help the industrial park cultivate talents, "Huang Jingping still understands the education part."

"Most of them will come back to town, and I'm confident of that. When the high school in the town is built, the first people who will be admitted to university from there will graduate. At least seven or eight years away, and by that time, the town will certainly be as attractive to them as some of the big cities. ”

So much has been put in, and another seven or eight years of hard work, if by then. Wuliao Town, still unable to rank among the top 100 towns in the country, found a piece of tofu to hit and died, and found a noodle to hang.

"And how much are you going to donate?"

"If you want to build it, build the best, 10 million. ”

"Ah, so much!" Huang Jingping didn't expect him to be so generous, donating to build a high school, the land must be provided by the town for free, the teaching building of Liangjiahe Middle School only cost hundreds of thousands, that is, the county No. 1 Middle School, all the investments add up, and it is estimated that it will be 3 million.

This 10 million, in their town, can now build many buildings, "Can you use so much?"

"The investment in education, to see farther, I want to take the city No. 1 Middle School as a template, supporting facilities, all built, such as libraries, gymnasiums, laboratories, language rooms, electric classrooms, computer rooms, etc., and, in order to attract excellent teachers, staff dormitory buildings must also be built, not much, even if there is surplus, it doesn't matter, and then build a kindergarten, isn't it just right?"

"I don't have an opinion, it's just that you can see how to do the work at home," Huang Jingping said with a smile.

Not to mention, it's going to be a bit difficult.

It is really not easy to get my parents to agree to take 10 million for nothing like this.

However, there is always a way.

"I have one more thought,"

"Do you still donate?" asked Huang Jingping.

"No, I'm really going to buy an airplane,"

"Ahh

"Really, if it is decided now, by next year, we should be able to return home on our own plane. ”

"Oh, that's great," she said, touching her belly and smiling, "Little one, do you know that when you're born, you'll be on your own plane!"

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In the matter of doing his parents' work, Feng Yiping used some small strategies, and it was easier for his father to make sense, so he quietly looked for his father first.

He picked one night, that is, the morning at home, and while his father was in the office, he called over, broke it up, crumpled it, and talked about it for nearly an hour.

Hearing his son's idea, Feng Zhenchang was a little confused, Feng Yiping analyzed so much from now to the future, he actually didn't listen much, and when his son stopped, he asked, "How much money do you have now?"

"I can't spend it in many lifetimes," Feng Yiping said in general terms, "Aren't you and your mother worried that it is not safe for me to fly, and I am also going to spend tens of millions of dollars, about two to three hundred million yuan, to buy a business jet,"

This news made Feng Zhenchang even more confused, buy, buy a plane?

"Dad, this donation, I think in the name of you and Mom, think about it, in the future, not only the people in the town, but also other children in the county who have been admitted to this school, as well as their parents, will remember your good deeds for the rest of their lives,"

"You let me think about it first," Feng Zhenchang rubbed his forehead and hung up the phone.

All day long, Feng Zhenchang has been locking himself in the office and talking to himself, even eating lunch in the cafeteria.

The director of the tea factory consulted with him, and when he saw that the ashtray on his desk was stuffed with cigarette butts, he thought that he had encountered some difficulties, but all the companies and the industrial park in the town were not going very well.

"Mr. Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Feng Zhenchang put away a few pieces of paper in front of him, looking at these sheets of printing paper full of words, he felt a little distressed, why did he waste so many pieces at once?

"It's very troublesome to harvest tea these days, and there are more and more old leaves inside,"

In normal times, Feng Zhenchang would be very angry when he heard such a thing, some people did take advantage of it, but today, he really didn't have the heart to think about it.

"I'll call those village chiefs later, and then there are such deliberately shoddy people, who won't accept their tea this year, and you can also say it in the two factories, so that they can talk to their families about it after work at night,"

"Okay," when the office door was closed, the factory director seemed to hear it, and Feng Zhenchang seemed to be muttering over there, "Ten million!"

Feng Zhenchang has this account in his heart, from the time he went to the provincial capital to do business until now, the money they have earned has not added up to so much.

However, what his son said was indeed reasonable, and it was donated in the name of him and Mei Qiuping.

The next night, Feng Yiping received a call from his father, "As long as this doesn't look public, I agree, your mother's side, it is estimated that it is not easy to figure it out, but I will do this work first,"

Sure enough, as soon as Mei Qiuping heard this, she immediately exploded, and her voice changed, if her son was in China right now, she would definitely immediately pick him up and teach him a good lesson, "I'll call Yiping and ask him to come back immediately, what is he thinking about now, what's the use of these false names?"

Feng Zhenchang stopped his excited wife, "Listen to me first, how is this a false name? This is good for the town, good for us, and good for business,"

"It's good for the town? Yes, one by one, the officials have another chance to make money, and they have fattened those guys who don't do their jobs on their salaries in the first place,"

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At this time, the TV is full of interviews with military and political experts from all walks of life, and they are generally predicting a problem, a war, and it seems that it cannot be forced, so when will the United States launch an attack?

On the evening of the 6th, some experts were still talking on CCTV, because the supplies had not yet arrived, and the war would not start immediately.

The next day, October 7, the coalition forces gathered by the United States, with the assistance of the Northern Alliance in Afghanistan, officially launched a blow against the Taliban regime.

The slap was loud.

On this day, at the invitation and entrustment of his brother-in-law and nephew, Mei Yiliang, with his wife and children, went home to help with the work of the eldest sister.

The couple took turns to fight, which finally made Mei Qiuping dispel the idea of going to the United States to find her son, but it was still far from getting her to agree.

On the 10th, Jin Ling went out, she took a large stack of documents, lived in Feng Jiachong, lived for two days, and finally lived up to her trust, although she was still a little reluctant, Mei Qiuping finally agreed with her son's idea.

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In the town government, Guo Guojian poured a cup of hot tea on his thigh, "Go to the hospital and see the mayor," Mr. Huang said.

"Don't panic," Guo Guojian rolled up his trouser legs with a hiss, "Did I hear me right? Mr. Feng wants to donate 10 million yuan to build a high school in the town?"

"Not just high school, but kindergarten," (To be continued.) )