"Good news, good news, Director Xiao Song has been admitted to Fudan!"

"Good news, good news, Director Xiao Song has been admitted to Fudan!"

The postman was pedaling a bicycle and waved wildly with the admission letter in his hand.

The company guard quickly let go of the take-off and landing pole and asked with a smile: "Is Fudan awesome?"

The postman said: "It's amazing. Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University, Nankai University, and the four most famous universities in the country, Fudan is only one level lower than Tsinghua University and Peking University."

"I am worthy of being Director Xiao Song!"

"Mr. Yang said that you are not allowed to call Director Xiao Song, but you should call Chairman."

"Yes, yes, the chairman is awesome!"

“…”

Employees from nearby companies surrounded them and surrounded the postman and walked in. A small cadre in charge of inspecting the factory shouted: "What are you doing? Go back to your post quickly, I don't understand the company's rules!"

"Team leader He, there is a special situation today. The chairman has been admitted to Fudan University!" an employee said with a smile.

"Really? Then hurry in and report the good news." The young cadre ran the fastest.

The admission notice was originally sent to the house, but the Song family had no one, so the postman simply went straight to the factory, thinking about whether he could receive the red envelope.

Chen Tao sat at the desk in the shade, stretched slowly, and the buttons of her shirt on her chest were almost stretched out. She heard the noise outside, walked out to ask about the situation, and immediately took everyone to the chairman's office.

Yang Xin and Yang Dexi also came to hear the news, and several people knocked on the door and entered, and the rest could only stay outside the house.

"What's the matter?" Song Weiyang asked.

Everyone made a move and sent the postman in, happily saying, "Director Xiao Song, your admission letter has arrived."

"Oh, let it go." Song Weiyang didn't react much.

The postman said: "It's Fudan!"

Song Weiyang was a little surprised and said to Yang Dexi: "Director Yang, I will give you a red envelope of 100 yuan and write it on my private account."

"Okay!" Yang Dexi ran very hard.

The postman was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Director Xiao Song, I wish you a doctoral exam in the future!"

Chen Tao leaned over and said, "Let's take a break, I haven't seen the college admission letter yet."

Song Weiyang took it apart casually, and his pretending look was very worthy of beating. But after he saw the content of the admission notice clearly, he was embarrassed to show off again and said awkwardly: "Haha, it's nothing, it's just Fudan. Everyone, hurry up and go back to work."

"It's just Fudan? Those are the four famous schools!" Chen Tao said with a smile.

These days, there is no official ranking of universities, but they are all called by Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University, and Nankai, which are collectively called the four prestigious universities.

Of course, in some places, such as Beijing, they only recognize the ranking of "people, Peking University and Qing University". The people in Beijing think that Renmin University is the most awesome, and Tsinghua University and Peking University have to be far behind. Peking University can beat all the funny things in other places.

"Congratulations, congratulations," Yang Xin leaned over and took a look, suddenly stopped making excuses, and said tactfully, "Well, I'll go back to the office first."

When Chen Tao saw Yang Xin winking at her, she subconsciously said goodbye and left. After leaving, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Xin whispered: "The chairman received an admission letter from his own students."

"Students at your own expense?" Chen Tao's expression was a little strange.

Yang Xin nodded and said, "It's just a self-paid life. I guess the chairman himself doesn't know. It should be his mother who helped him secretly. You haven't seen the chairman's face change just now? He is very embarrassed now, so let's not disturb him and don't talk about it in the future."

"If you don't say it, I promise not to say it, hahahaha." Chen Tao smiled happily. She rarely had the chance to see Song Weiyang being defeated.

Song Weiyang was indeed very embarrassed. He came back to college and finally got admitted to a prestigious university. He was even a self-paid student. It was a joke to tell him.

From the mid-1980s to the mid-1990s, China's college entrance examination enrollment implemented a "dual-track system", that is, self-paid students and public-paid students coexist at the same time. Although the college entrance examination reform was carried out this year and the country began to abolish self-paid students, it was not completely abolished until 1996.

Not to mention Fudan University, including Tsinghua University and Peking University, there are all self-funded students, and the number is extremely large.

Fudan did not have self-funded students in Rongping City. It must be Guo Xiaolan who spent money to buy the relationship and took up the self-funded quota in the provincial capital. Song Weiyang was unaware of it from beginning to end.

"You can pay for it yourself." Song Weiyang put the admission notice into the drawer, and was embarrassed to show it to others again.

Although it is self-paid, it is not enough to study at a cost of money. It can be reduced by up to 20 points. If you want to be a self-paid student in Fudan, you must at least pass the key line, otherwise you will not be eligible to fill out your application.

In fact, the money is not much, so take Fudan as an example. Students in liberal arts paid an extra tuition of 800 yuan per year, while students in science paid an extra tuition of 1,200 yuan per year.

The real difference is that self-paid students do not include allocations for graduation, do not enjoy half-price preferential treatment for holiday train tickets, do not enjoy public medical care, and do not arrange accommodation (many schools need to rent a house on their own. Although Fudan provides dormitories, they have to pay an additional 300 yuan in accommodation fees every year). After graduation, although the diploma is the same as that of the public-paid students, the color of the student ID at school is different, and they can be recognized at a glance, and they are discriminated against. Even if they don’t have a mooncake for Mid-Autumn Festival, they don’t have enough money to give them a self-paid student.

It is precisely because of discrimination from all aspects that self-paid students often belong to the most diligent group. Only a small number of self-paid students in major universities account for a small number of them, but the annual scholarship assessment often robs one-quarter or even more.

By the way, the proportion of students who spend their own money abroad is also very high, especially in the era of public-funded student package distribution.

After everyone had dispersed, Guo Xiaolan walked into the office and smiled and said, "Yangyang, don't you blame me for making random claims, right?"

"It's okay, I won't be the case." Song Weiyang didn't have to make a fuss with his mother because of this.

"That's good." Guo Xiaolan said.

Song Weiyang asked: "How much did it cost?"

Guo Xiaolan said: "5,000 yuan is not much. The quota for self-funded students in the provincial capital cannot be collected every year, and we have not squeezed anyone out, so it is not considered a loss."

"It's okay." Song Weiyang laughed himself. He never thought of going to college at his own expense.

Or many years later, when Song Weiyang's identity as a self-paid student is exposed, some people will say: "Look, Song Weiyang spent money to buy Fudan, but in fact he didn't even pass the college entrance exam!"

Ha ha.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Come in!"

Fei Wenming, manager of the procurement management department, pushed the door open and said, "Chairman, Lenovo people came to sell computers."

"You go and ask Mr. Yang about this kind of thing." Song Weiyang said.

"Mr. Yang asked me to come to you," said Fei Wenming.

It’s all because of the report from China Entrepreneur magazine. Song Weiyang said that it would take several years to complete the electronic information management of Xifeng Company, which immediately attracted the attention of Lenovo.

Lenovo has been losing money for several months now and is selling computers everywhere like crazy. How could it not be a target for Xifeng, who is preparing for automated office work?

1994 was the first year of China's Internet, and everything was in full swing.
Chapter completed!