In late October, Geng Wenyang, Xin Xudong, Du Chengdong, Zhao Jinsong and Sun Hao came to their common alma mater, Baicheng No. 5 Middle School, to participate in the computer donation ceremony.

In order to repay the kindness of his alma mater, Geng Wenyang and four students donated 40 586 computers to his alma mater in their own names. According to the market price of 25,000 yuan per unit, the value of this donation is as high as 1 million yuan.

As an ordinary junior high school with a little reputation in the urban area, the alumni of Baicheng No. 5 Middle School are willing to donate 40 of the latest advanced computers worth one million yuan, which is an unprecedented joy that the school has never encountered in its history.

President Xuan Baoyu personally attended the donation ceremony and expressed her gratitude to the five alumni for their generous donations to their alma mater on behalf of the school.

Geng Wenyang arranged for Du Chengdong to deliver a donation speech on behalf of the five partners. In addition to briefly introducing the experiences of several people, he focused on the difficult journey and great achievements of Geng Wenyang from scratch to the establishment of a powerful Wenyang Holding Group Company.

In the end, he said, "One of the things that we always teach us is: Don't give up on yourself, you will succeed! I also send this sentence to the students at the scene, I hope you don't give up on yourselves. No matter whether your current academic performance is good or bad, as long as you work hard from this moment, I believe that you will be able to achieve what you want to achieve in the near future!"

The teachers and students present immediately burst into cheers and applause.

The power of the Tao as an example is endless. Geng Wenyang and others were poor students in the middle and lower reaches of their studies when they were in school, but they still lived a decent life with their own efforts. Under the influence of their role models, many students who had given up on themselves regained their confidence and desire to study, thus changing the fate of themselves and their families, and also contributing to the progress of society.

At the same time, the names of Geng Wenyang and others were also clearly recorded in the school records of Baicheng No. 5 Middle School. Du Chengdong, Xin Xudong and others can be regarded as having fulfilled their wishes and have been famous in the history of the school.

After the donation ceremony, Geng Wenyang did not return to the group company, but got in the car and rushed directly to the Yangru Medicinal Materials Company in the Industrial Park of Jiuxian Town, Haixi County.

After Gan Ru and Cheng Dequan got the news, they greeted them at the door of the office building. Geng Wenyang didn't go upstairs after getting out of the car, but said, "Mr. Gan, let's go to the venue to have a look first."

Gan Ru said, "Okay, go this way."

The three of them came to the open space reserved by the factory to stop and watch. Geng Wenyang estimated for a while and said, "Mr. Gan, if we want to go to the juice project, we have to increase the storage capacity. I want to build three more cold stores here and build two new halls, one for juice production and the other for future canning lines."

Gan Ru agreed: "Well, I recently consulted with Mr. Cheng with a number of equipment manufacturers, and the suggestions they gave were similar to what you said."

Cheng Dequan said worriedly: "Mr. Geng, there are many kinds of drinks on the market now, what if the juice we produce can't be sold?"

"We produce freshly squeezed juice, and we started with a production capacity of only 500 tonnes." Geng Wenyang is quite confident: "We are targeting the local market, and the various costs are the lowest, and we should be able to withstand the squeeze of big brands."

"But......" Cheng Dequan said boldly, "I heard Mr. Gan say that this project doesn't make much money. So why do we have to go to such lengths to work on the juice project? I don't understand."

Geng Wenyang smiled, "This project was not originally designed to make money."

Pointing to the mountains in the distance, he said, "The entire Haixi Mountains produce thousands or even tens of thousands of tons of fruits every year, but because it is impossible to sell them in time and the local storage conditions are limited, many fruits can only rot on the trees."

"With our juice production line, we can help the local people digest more than 900 tons of fruit every year." Geng Wenyang explained, "So our new project is not only to make money, but also to help solve local livelihood problems."

Cheng Dequan admired: "I understand! Mr. Geng, don't blame me, I can't think that far."

"I don't blame you." Geng Wenyang smiled: "Besides, it's not that we don't make money on the juice project

It's just that the profit is not as high as that of medicinal materials. In the future, when our production capacity goes up, and then we play the brand, the profit will be much higher than it is now."

After inspecting the site and having lunch, Geng Wenyang had an in-depth discussion with Gan Rui and Cheng Dequan about some details of the juice project. In the evening, he hurried back to Baicheng.

In late November, a strong Siberian cold snap swept across the coastal province. The cold snap brought a drastic drop in temperature, but also a torrent of snow.

On the first Sunday of December, the snow has not stopped since the morning, and the road has already been covered with a thick layer of snow. Geng Wenyang drove the Cherokee carefully through the ice and snow, and slowly drove to the group company.

Taking advantage of the lack of idle work before New Year's Day, Geng Wenyang meditated in his office about how to spread the reputation of Haixi Wenyang Vocational School throughout the province and strive to attract more students to come and learn vocational skills.

He called Liu Qing, who was in charge of the company's external publicity affairs, over and said, "Director Liu, how did you think about the task I gave you last time?"

Liu Qing lowered his head and thought for a while, "I think we still have to do advertising, and it is best to broadcast advertisements during prime time on provincial stations, which will have the best effect."

"I know that." Geng Wenyang touched his forehead and said, "But you have to have a memorable and eye-catching propaganda slogan, have you come up with this?"

"Not yet." Liu Qing apologized, "I'm trying to conceive."

A catchy slogan is the key to a successful ad. Sometimes people have long forgotten what advertising looks like, but that slogan is still being sung by the mouth.

Geng Wenyang reminded her, "At present, the strongest strength of our vocational school is the culinary major, and the strength of the computer and electronics major is also relatively strong. You can do more in these areas."

"Oh!" Liu Qing couldn't help but scratch his head and said, "I'll go back and think about it."

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good. Good ideas can't be rushed, they can only be obtained by chance. Geng Wenyang knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, so he could only say patiently: "Calm down, you will definitely be able to figure it out."

Liu Qing smiled bitterly at him and said, "Mr. Geng, I'm under a lot of pressure!"

"Difficulties are like springs, if you are weak, they will be strong." Geng Wenyang cheered up and said, "Fully mobilize your mind, maybe one day you will have an idea."

"Alright then, I hope it's like you said." Liu Qing patted his head vigorously and walked out dejectedly.

If only in terms of talent, if Geng Wenyang is the second in the group company, I am afraid that no one can occupy the first place. So he didn't fully expect Liu Qing to come up with a good idea, but he also used his brain.

"Not only does the slogan have to be catchy, but it also has to have the words Haixi Wenyang, and it also has to have keywords such as cooking computers." He leaned back in his chair and muttered, "If you want to take charge of the chef's magic knife, come to Wenyang Vocational School." Well, that's a pretty good deal."

Geng Wenyang was talking to himself when the phone on the table suddenly rang. He picked it up casually and said, "Hey, who's who?"

"Wen Yang, I'm Zhuang Xiaomeng." Zhuang Xiaomeng's voice in Xingzhou actually came from the microphone. However, her voice was relatively low, and it seemed to be mixed with a hint of sadness.