Extraordinary Genius

Back to Ice City, the students returned to their homes, and the three professors quickly returned to the University of Technology. A large number of relevant professional professors are waiting for them to complete the incomplete data as much as possible.

Feng Yu, they drove back to the farm together. Zhang Muhua saw his son come back, hugged and touched his son's head. Only then did he discover that he had grown up for a long time.

"Xiaoyu, my mother said to your brother-in-law, this is what summer camp you went to the Soviet Union to go to, representative of our China?" Zhang Muhua's eyes are shining, this is too proud of things.

Feng Yu nodded: "Okay."

"What is it? It is definitely this is a big event for the country to glory. It is great. You should eat some cherries yourself, and the mother will go to the neighbor's house." Zhang Muhua finished, woven a year and weaved a The sleeves of the sweater hurried out.

Feng Yu silently looked at his mother's back, how did he not find it before, the mother's flaunting attributes turned out to be so high?

After a while, Feng Xingtai, who learned that his son came back, also came back from the factory. The first sentence of meeting, let Feng Yu feel a murderous.

"Listen to your sister, the liberal arts, you choose the useless liberal arts?"

"Dad, Mao Zhu ~ the old man also learns the liberal arts. The liberal arts is the leader, the science is working." Feng Yu a sentence, the sword refers to the core

"Is it?" Feng Xingtai has some doubts, but it seems that I heard that the next county is long, graduated from Jingcheng University, and is studying liberal arts.

"Yes, your son must be the leader in the future, of course, he must study liberal arts. At the very least, he can become a great writer, and his name is eternal." Feng Yu continued to increase the weight of the flicker.

"Blow again, still a great writer, still famous for it. If you have grown up, you have grown up. You have your own ideas. Some things you should understand. Don't regret it in the future." Feng Xingtai rarely hit Feng Yu. Instead, looking at Feng Yu's eyes, full of love.

"Dad, I am going to the Soviet Union to participate in the international summer camp. You don't know?" Feng Yu waited for the old man to praise him. How old is so calm?

"Know, your sister called and said, didn't you give us a shame?"

Feng Yu looked at the black line, and other parents and parents were looking forward to his son. How did he get to his home, and the old man always thought that he would be embarrassed to go out?

No way, Feng Xingtai always felt that this son’s thoughts were too detached, often amazing, and very self-conscious. He was afraid that his son would not know how to be tall and thick, and he was in great trouble in the Soviet Union. I especially remember that when the father and son were drinking, Feng Yu said loudly, the Soviet Union will be a year or two, and the return will inevitably disintegrate. There will be no Soviet Union in the future.

At that time, Feng Xingtai was shocked. This sentence is so amazing. How could the Soviet big brother break up? The Soviet Union is the second largest economy in the world. It has the world's top industrial and military level. Can it be a superpower with the old American wrist? How can it be disintegrated?

Feng Xingtai strictly ordered Feng Yu not to go out and talk about it, let others listen, if it is not good, it will become a big event, but he often thinks that his son is doing business with the old Maozi, it will not be obtained from the old Maozikou. What news?

But in any case, these words must not be passed on to the outside world. The Soviet Union will not disintegrate. That is what the national leaders should worry about, and they will not be able to take care of their small people.

"Dad, your son can always give you a long face~~"

"Well, it’s a long face. Now the farm still knows that there is a silly boy shaved the ice hole, and he fell into it." Feng Xingtai whitened Feng Yu.

Feng Yu "..."

"You~ Mom? Why didn't you cook?"

"My mom is going to boast with the neighbors. It is estimated that I will not come back for a while, or I will go to the factory to eat at noon today. Yes, Dad, you are not saying that the equipment for pressing soybean oil is not enough, I am again. I bought a production line that squeezed soybean oil and promised to be shipped back next month."

Feng Xingtai was overjoyed. He had long felt that this soybean oil should expand production. Although the price is much more expensive than that of grain and oil mills, it is still in short supply. How can I miss such a profitable business? Whenever he heard that someone wanted to buy Taihua brand oil, he had a feeling that his own money would flow to someone else's pocket.

Feng Yu just bought a soybean oil production line when he bought light industrial equipment. He didn't want to be so tired. In the second half of this year, we must recruit a few management-oriented talents. It doesn't matter if the salary is higher. It is also time for parents to enjoy the blessings.

It is said that this Tianpeng pig farm has more than 2,000 sows in this year. There are also a number of boars. Each month, there are about 2,000 piglets born. At the end of this month, the first batch of pigs. Will be out, Feng Xingtai is looking around for sales.

Feng Yu said to him, don't worry, just the ice city, he can guarantee to sell more than a thousand heads, the entire population of nearly 10 million people around the ice city, do not have to worry about selling.

Even if the sales are not very good, you can sell to Lin Province, close to the ice city, the freight is not much money. The pellet feed of Taihua Plant is not now found in Lin Province, and it can distribute at least 30% of the capacity per month, and the profit brought to the Taihua plant is higher than that of soybean oil.

The Taihua factory developed very well, which also made those who did not promise to buy shares regret it. More than one person came over and wanted to re-share, and was rejected by Feng Xingtai.

Now the Taihua factory is not short of money. The dividend paid to shareholders last year is proof.

The person who first bought the shares laughed and opened his face. Later, he relied on the dividends of the Taihua factory. Every year, he was no less than the land, and he could enjoy the good fortune in this life.

Of course, there are also stock withdrawals, such as Wen Dongjun’s family, because Wen Deguang became a deputy director and had to withdraw shares, but Wen’s also earned a lot, not to mention Wen Deguang’s support for setting up factories. I went to the vice president.

After eating lunch at the Taihua factory, Feng Yu ran to the Wendong military house to play. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Wen Dongjun boasting loudly.

"At that time, none of the classmates in the summer camp dared to stand up. I took up the responsibility, blew a song with a harmonica, and sang a song. At that time, I stopped the foreigners. You don't know. I was..."

"Uh huh ~~" Feng Yuqing cleared the scorpion, you have this kind of highlight moment, I don't know? Also tm sing, class chorus, you can turn all the people's tune away

Seeing that Feng Yu came, Wen Dongjun not only did not stop boasting, but also pointed to Feng Yu loudly: "If you don't believe, ask Feng Yu, he can give me proof." After finishing, Wen Dongjun rushed to Feng Yu squeeze

Rub, this product is too thick, you brag, I have to help you.

"Yes, it was thanks to the East Army, or we would lose the grown-up. Then, the East Army, isn’t it good to go to the Palace of Culture to play table tennis? You still can’t go?”

Wen Dongjun squinted his eyes and looked blank. Playing table tennis, when is it good to say? I can't see the neighbors upstairs and downstairs coming. I am listening to the glorious story. I am going to play table tennis with you?

"I don't go, go on your own, I will tell them about the time of the farewell party."

Feng Yu "..."

Forget it, go to Dad to accompany the fishing, and let the father rest. ~~Seeking recommendation, seeking collection

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