Wang Weidong and Xiaoyun and Chen Jiwu walked in the corridor of the student dormitory. The students are about to go on winter vacation, and Wang Weidong came to see the more than 40 students recruited by the school.

"Boss, I think so, the high school entrance examination score is also 600 students, one is a key junior high school in Guangzhou, and the other is an ordinary junior high school in Guangdong Province, naturally ordinary junior high school students are more valuable to cultivate, and the potential for learning and improvement is also greater!" Xiao Yun said.

"You have a point!" Wang Weidong nodded in agreement.

"So in June and July, I focused all my attention on the high school students! There are many ordinary and poor families of such students, but the boss once told me that you don't want to make money on them, and that their tuition fees can be waived if they have good academic performance, so I promise that they will be exempted from tuition as long as they have good grades! Xiao Yun continued.

"Well done!" Wang Weidong once again affirmed Xiao Yun. If Xiao Yun has been working in a factory, she will rarely have contact with the outside, but she has been a massage technician outside for several years, and she has been in contact with hundreds of social people, and now Xiao Yun has very rich social experience.

Wang Weidong explained to her everything at once. When it comes to Guangdong Province, people have the impression that it is economically developed, but in fact, the very good economic development of Guangdong Province is limited to a small place, and many places have not yet developed.

There are also many places of poverty in the north of the West. Wang Weidong walked into a dormitory, where four children were packing their luggage.

Looks like they're going to take everything home.

"You don't need to bring the futon, the school will arrange someone to wash it for you! Just bring a change of clothes and textbooks home. Wang Weidong said to the children with a smile.

Now those who enter the school are pulled by the school because of good grades, ordinary families or even poverty. Now the school has no popularity at all, and those with good grades and family conditions would rather spend money to go to key middle schools.

"Principal Chen, you must care more about these children in their studies and life! Tell them that the school will wash the bedding and arrange a bus to take them to the bus center, and the teacher will personally watch every child get on the bus! Wang Weidong said to Chen Jiwu.

Chen Jiwu nodded, he knew that when the college entrance examination was two and a half years later, he would have to rely on these children to get good results in the exam and make the school famous, as long as he could only talk about the sponsorship fee with the parents who wanted to send their children to the school at that time.

After leaving the dormitory, Wang Weidong said: "The high school campus will be built by June this year, and the newly recruited students will be two years old to move into the new campus by then." You have to work hard, and the prosperity of the school depends on you! ”

"Boss, don't worry, I will work harder when I enroll students this year!" Xiao Yun said obediently. As she grew older, Xiao Yun, a massage technician who had embarked on a downhill career, did not expect to rejuvenate herself in Sunningdale Electronics.

"Xiao Yun, you have worked hard this year, continue to work hard next year!" Wang Weidong said. On the way home, Wang Weidong received a call from Goncharova.

"Verton, you will come to Magadan at once!" Goncharova said.

"Miss, how can I get there now that it's freezing and snowy minus forty or fifty degrees? What can you do there? Wang Weidong asked.

"You came by plane from Khabarovsk, I have something important to discuss with you!" Goncharova replied.

Wang Weidong came to Magadan seven days later, and Goncharova only let him rest in the city for one day before taking him on the road.

Two small notebook off-road vehicles, Goncharova drove with Wang Weidong, and her secretary Skiana drove behind.

Two cars together is the minimum standard for safe travel, and if one car breaks down on the road, it is a dead or.

"The lowest record here is minus 64 degrees, you have to be careful!" Goncharova said to Wang Weidong.

"Miss, where are we going?" Wang Weidong asked.

"Follow the Kolyma Highway to the upper reaches of the Kolyma River, I'm going to take you to see the gold mines!" Goncharova replied.

The small harbour of Magadan was originally a small fishing village inhabited by indigenous people who have lived here for thousands of years.

In 1927, geological prospectors from a large northern country discovered a huge reserve of gold and silver here, and hundreds of thousands of people quickly gathered here.

Now Goncharova and Wang Weidong are walking on the famous Kolyma Highway, for which 17,000 people are said to have died.

Others say hundreds of thousands of people died.

"In the past, the road was very busy, and I used to see cars on the road, but now I can't see a single one." Goncharova said.

In the past, workers worked all year round to mine gold and silver, but now only a handful of gold mines can only work for two or three months a year.

You can't do it when it's hot, and you can't do it if it's too cold. The reason why you can't do it when it's cold is because the whole road is like a quagmire and can't be opened to traffic at all.

"There are hundreds of gold deposits here, thousands of sand gold deposits, I'll find the best deposit for you, Vertong, you go back to China and find competent workers to come here to dig for gold!" Now the gold production of Magadan in the whole of Magadan is only twenty or thirty tons a year, and I hope to be able to quickly increase it to more than fifty tons! Goncharova said.

"Miss, do you think I'm omnipotent? Who wants to work here? Wang Weidong said dissatisfiedly.

"Somebody will be willing to come, let's say 3,000 or 5,000 dollars a month!" Goncharova said.

A concrete sculpture appeared on the side of the road, fifteen meters high, and it was a human face. Wang Weidong noticed that there were still several small human faces on the faces of adults.

"This is the Mask of Sorrow!" Goncharova explained. She pointed to the side of the road and said: "When the time comes, you will set up a transfer station every few tens of kilometers on the side of the road, which will have food heating equipment and repair tools, and you can repair vehicles to keep people in the cold." Wang Weidong took out his mobile phone and found that there was no signal on it.

In such a situation, if the car breaks down, there is only a dead end in the environment of minus 40 degrees. The two cars stopped at Margator, where there were dozens of fish families and now only an Aboriginal couple and more than two dozen sled dogs.

While the three of them were enjoying the wild venison ham in their room, the aboriginal couple heated the two cars with liquefied gas cylinders, otherwise the cars would not have started at all after a while.

"Miss Goncharova, you don't have to bring me here at all, you just have to tell me the location on the map. I don't want to come to this kind of ghost place at all, and no Chinese want to come here to mine! It's going to freeze into a statue! Wang Weidong said.

"The Chinese will come, a hundred years ago hundreds of thousands of Chinese went to work in the big northern country, from Lake Baikal to the east, the Trans-Siberian Railway was built by them, they can work in an environment of minus thirty or forty degrees, as long as they give money, they are still willing to come now!" Goncharova said stubbornly.