Geng Wenyang pondered for a while, looked at Xin Rong, and then looked at Liu Qing, and was a little undecided for a while. The two girls didn't speak when they saw him looking around, not knowing what he was thinking. After glancing at each other, Xin Rong had no choice but to ask, "Wen Yang, how do you arrange Liu Qing, you are talking!"

At present, Xin Rong is not only the financial director of the group company, but also the director of the office of the group company, and Geng Wenyang's personal secretary.

He thought for a while before saying, "Mr. Xin, since Liu Qing is already working in the office, let her continue to work under you."

Seeing that he had suddenly changed his mind, Xin Rong couldn't help but be surprised, "Huh?!"

Geng Wenyang then said: "Let her serve as the deputy director of the office, ranking behind Wang Xiaoyi, and be in charge of the company's publicity work."

"As for the treatment...... he looked at Liu Qing's slightly nervous face and smiled, "It's still an annual salary of 40,000."

Liu Qing saw that he was talking and did not deny the promised annual salary, and he was secretly relieved.

Geng Wenyang said again: "Liu Qing, you should familiarize yourself with the rules and regulations of our company first. In addition, in addition to the company's publicity work, you also have to assist Mr. Xin in handling some daily office affairs, do you understand?"

Liu Qingwan smiled and said, "I understand, Mr. Geng!"

Geng Wenyang said to Xin Rong again: "You asked the personnel department to draw up a document for Liu Qing's appointment, and after I reviewed it, I sent it to various departments of the company."

"Okay." Xin Rong agreed, turned around and glanced at Liu Qing and said, "Let's go."

As soon as the two of them left on their front feet, Du Chengdong, Xin Xudong and Sun Hao rushed in.

Geng Wenyang saw the excitement on the three of them, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong with you? What did you do to be happy?"

"Mr. Geng, the three of us have discussed a matter and want to ask you for an idea." Du Chengdong rubbed his hands and said.

Geng Wenyang saw that the three of them looked a little wrong, looked left and right, and said, "What the hell is going on? Say it!"

Du Chengdong said, "Sun Hao, you come."

"You just say it, why do you have to say it?" Sun Hao complained and couldn't help but say, "Lao Geng, on National Day, I met Mr. Guo, the head teacher of our junior high school, in People's Park. When she heard that you had become the big boss of Wenyang Group, she asked me if I could make some donations to the school, so that we could also leave a famous school history."

Sun Hao said with uncontrollable excitement on his face: "Old Geng, I think this is a good opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves at our alma mater, so I discussed it with Xudong and the two of them."

Du Chengdong took over and said, "Xudong and I both agree with Sun Hao's idea, what about the big thing, you have to take the idea."

"Donate?" Geng Wenyang looked at the longing look on the faces of the three of them, and suddenly his heart moved.

People want to be respected and recognized by others, which is also one of the needs of people's social attributes.

Geng Wenyang, Du Chengdong and others belonged to the downstream students who were ignored by the teachers when they were in school, that is, dispensable scumbags. Now that the brothers follow Geng Wenyang, they can be regarded as well-known figures in the society, and naturally they hope to regain the recognition of teachers and schools, so they have the idea of donating.

After understanding the reason for the matter, Geng Wenyang smiled and said, "Okay, yes, anyway, we have money now, and there is no problem with donating 1.8 million."

Du Chengdong and the others smacked their tongues when they heard this, and said in their hearts: "Lao Geng is really rich, and he is one million when he opens his mouth, and we can't afford to pay so much money."

I only heard Geng Wenyang say again: "But donating money directly is a bit too vulgar, it is better to donate something urgently needed to the school."

Du Chengdong and the three of them looked at each other and said, "What is urgently needed?"

"That's right!" Geng Wenyang said: "For example, computers. At present, schools are engaged in what kind of computer-based education, and it is fashionable to build a microcomputer classroom. I've heard that there is a computer room in the first place, but most of the machines are 286 and 386, and there are very few of the latest 486 and 586." new

He glanced at the three of them and said, "Our own technology company produces computers, so it is better for a few of us to pay for fifty of his units5."

86 computers were donated to the school. What do you think?"

"Fifty computers?" The three of them were dumbfounded, and said uneasily, "How much does that cost?"

"Of course, we only charge the cost price for buying." Geng Wenyang raised a finger and said, "About 10,000 yuan each!"

If you pay 10,000 yuan for a computer, you need to pay 500,000 yuan for 50 computers. Wenyang Holding Group Co., Ltd. has a total of five classmates, and the apportionment to each person is at least 100,000 yuan.

The 100,000 yuan in 1995 was definitely a huge amount of money, and ordinary salaried workers needed to save for more than ten years without eating or drinking. Even if Geng Wenyang gave Du Chengdong and others very good treatment, and suddenly took out such a large sum of money, several people were embarrassed.

Geng Wenyang smiled faintly and said, "I'll give 300,000, and the remaining 200,000 yuan, each of you can contribute 50,000 yuan."

50,000 yuan is equivalent to 100,000 yuan in half, which is almost equivalent to the annual salary of several people, and it is very distressing to take it out.

Xin Xudong couldn't help but ask, "Old Geng, can this money be paid out by the company?"

The company pays everyone to keep a name, and you can get a good reputation for nothing without paying any price, which is really a good calculation!

Geng Wenyang smiled and said, "Then it's not that we donate together, but my own personal behavior."

"This ......" three people, you look at me, I look at you, and I can't make up my mind for a while.

Geng Wenyang shook his head and said, "Then donate forty computers, I will pay 300,000, and the four of you will bear 100,000."

100,000 yuan was distributed among the heads of four people, and each person only needed to contribute 25,000 yuan, which they could still take out through gritted teeth.

"Okay!" Du Chengdong promised: "Then we will be tantamount to following you again."

Geng Wenyang said magnanimously: "How many of our brothers still need to be so clear? Don't worry about it, Lao Du, you are responsible for contacting the school to handle this matter."

"Good! Okay!" Du Chengdong agreed.

October 18th, the 24th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, coincides with the crisp autumn air and cloudless sky, and it is a good day to celebrate.

At 10:18 a.m., the opening ceremony of Baizhou Ancient City Scenic Area was held.

In the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums, accompanied by Chairman Geng Wenyang and General Manager Du Chengdong, special guest Lu Mengyong cut the ribbon and announced in public: "Baizhou Ancient City Scenic Area is officially open to welcome guests!"

After the ceremony, Geng Wenyang accompanied Lu Mengyong and other guests to visit slowly along the main road of the scenic spot.

Lu Mengyong saw that Zhuangjia Lane retained the original appearance of the Ming and Qing dynasties as much as possible, and the service staff were all in Ming Dynasty Hanfu, and people had the illusion of traveling back to the Ming Dynasty.

"Wen Yang, it's a good job!" "Preserving the old streets and alleys is the only way for future generations to see the living history, which is equivalent to leaving a historical memory for the people of Pak Shing."

Geng Wenyang said, "Uncle Lu, architecture is the inheritance of history and culture. Moreover, the old buildings are unique, and once they are demolished, they can never be restored. In a sense, the preservation of architecture is the memory of history, and destroying old buildings is equivalent to destroying our own history."

"Well said!" Lu Mengyong approvingly, "Wen Yang, you are really good!"