Monday, noon.

Including Peng Shengli, the brothers in the dormitory came to the cafe for dinner together. They didn't occupy the table, each of them had a plate of fried rice, and only charged the cost, which was more cost-effective than in the school cafeteria.

The little fat man Ding Ming was the most active and took over the front desk directly. The fried rice was almost cold and he didn't have to eat it. He happily blew water at the "Firebird Station" and beat it around.

"Firebird Station" is a bbs station that Ding Sanshi recently set up on the Internet. It has attracted many friends from "Ma Station" and Ding Ming is one of them. Ding Sanshi used to have a bbs station, but it is a site of Huiduo.com and can only accommodate one visitor, which is far less popular than "Ma Station".

Peng Shengli's fried rice had been finished. He stood beside him and watched honestly, silently.

"Hey, can't you talk about something else? Is it interesting to talk about technical issues?" Zhou Zhengyu said while having a meal.

Ding Ming suddenly stopped and asked, "Brother Yu, how about you tell me I'm changing majors?"

"It's all my business," said Zhou Zhengyu.

Li Yaolin said in surprise: "I'm almost finished my sophomore year. What major are you changing? I'm kicked in my brain by a donkey."

"I'm not interested in what I've learned now. I like computers and I want to learn programming." Ding Ming said.

Wang Bo said: "You can go and listen. If you buy some books and study by yourself, it would be a pity to change your major now."

"I'm already teaching myself," Ding Ming pointed to the computer. "There are many big guys on bbs, and they are very enthusiastic. They patiently help you answer any questions. But I just want to learn them systematically. You guys say, can my dad agree?"

"We are not your father," Zhou Zhengyu put the plate back into the kitchen and said impatiently, "Get out of here, let me chat online for a while."

Ding Ming gave up his throne honestly. He has a very good personality and is Buddhist and does not have any conflicts with anyone.

Zhou Zhengyu soon landed at the horse station. His online name was helped by Song Weiyang. He was very domineering, well... his name was Long Aotian.

Zhou Zhengyu was very satisfied with this online name, which was very consistent with his temperament. While flirting with Brother Ma, he complained: "Fudan is really trash, there is no telephone line, it's just like a primitive tribe."

Nie Jun retorted: "The school does not stipulate that you cannot pull the telephone line in the dormitory. You can pay a few thousand yuan for the initial installation fee. The Telecommunications Bureau promises to help you."

"No money!" Zhou Zhengyu rolled his eyes. He now only costs 300 yuan a month for food and can't even afford a pager.

"So, you don't have money yourself, don't rely on the school." Nie Jun said with a smile.

While these guys were talking nonsense, Song Weiyang was standing on the side of the road and making a phone call. He didn't dare to answer in the cafe because it was Chen Tao, and it would be tragic if Lin Zhuoyun heard something.

"Did you kiss the little villain, do you miss me?" Chen Tao's voice was very coquettish.

Song Weiyang hurriedly said, "Sister, let's be normal, I got goosebumps all over my body."

"Okay," Chen Tao seemed to be eating, chewing his mouth, "I miss you. I'll go to Shenghai next weekend to see how you are? It just so happens that our team is going to Shenghai to play, and we will watch the game on site together."

"There is nothing to say about the B League. I'll talk about it when I scored into B." Song Weiyang said.

"Don't you want to see me?" Chen Tao was immediately unhappy.

Song Weiyang quickly stated: "Okay, come to Shenghai next weekend and check out a room in the hotel and wait for me."

"This is almost the same," Chen Tao smiled, "The procedures for the medicinal materials base have been completed and will start construction this month. By the way, our Mr. Yang wants to do big moves again. Did he tell you?"

"What did you say?" Song Weiyang asked.

Chen Tao said: "He has been consulting professionals recently and is planning to go public in Hong Kong City next year."

"Let him consult first and discuss it later when the shareholders' meeting is held." Song Weiyang did not comment on this.

At the end of 1993, Xifeng Company had major changes in its shareholders and management. According to the regulations of Hong Kong City, if it wants to go public, it must spend three fiscal years smoothly. That is to say, at least it has to wait until 1997 to be qualified to apply for listing. In addition, various preliminary preparations can avoid the 1997 Asian financial crisis.

Yang Xin is easy to guess. He thought that listing in Hong Kong City could accelerate the company's development, and increase his own wealth, which would win both public and private.

Song Weiyang was not disgusted with this plan, and even praised it, feeling that he had read the wrong person. Now Xifeng Company is developing rapidly and has always been tight in funds. It would be better to be able to go public smoothly to make money.

"Tell you another good news." Chen Tao said.

"What good news?" Song Weiyang asked.

Chen Tao said: "Didn't you contact a Hong Kong businessman last year? He specialized in beverages and food agents. He got a batch of beverages and tried selling them. Our Coke did not have a market, but the iced tea reaction was very good. Yesterday he came again and wanted to take over the agency rights of Xifeng Ice Tea in Wanwan's area. Mr. Yang has agreed and is negotiating the price."

"It's indeed good news." Song Weiyang smiled.

"By the way, remember to come back next month to sign," said Chen Tao. "We have invited a top engineer in the beverage industry through the headhunting company and dug up from the French Sidler Company. When the foreign devil came, he spent more than 20 days to understand the situation, and then proposed a series of equipment upgrades and production transformation plans. The entire project is very large and has exceeded the scope of the general manager's authority. The chairman needs to personally approve and sign."

"No problem." Song Weiyang said.

After chatting about the main business, Chen Tao started to say love words again, and all kinds of teasing Song Weiyang was a little angry.

A young couple walked past Song Weiyang and walked into the cafe with their hands in hand.

Soon Lin Zhuoyun ran out, took Song Weiyang's hand and said, "Dear, my teacher and teacher's wife are here, hurry up and go and meet."

"Well, okay, let's just do it, let's talk next time." Song Weiyang hung up the phone as if nothing had happened.

Lin Zhuoyun dragged Song Weiyang to a coffee table, which was the young couple just now. She introduced: "This is my future mentor, Mr. Xu Hongtu, and this is Mr. Xu's lover, Dr. Yuan Ziying."

"Hello Teacher Xu, hello Teacher Yuan." Song Weiyang shook hands quickly.

The couple are both overseas returnees who graduated from Fudan and studied abroad. Xu Hongtu received a master's degree from Fudan University and a master's degree from New York University in the United States. With both master's degrees, he did not take the doctoral exam, but went to Europe for several years of academic exchanges. Some time ago, he was hired as an associate professor at Fudan University, and happened to serve as Lin Zhuoyun's master's supervisor.

Yuan Ziying is Xu Hongtu's junior sister, Dr. Princeton. She married Xu Hongtu four years ago and this time she was hired as an associate professor by Fudan.

The two are very young, in their early 30s, and are dressed in fashionable clothes, and have their hair permed.

"I have been away from Fudan for seven years, but I didn't expect that there would be a cafe in Wujiaochang." Xu Hongtu sighed.

"Yes, I was still a bachelor's degree at Fudan Branch. Now even the branch has been cancelled," Yuan Ziying said while drinking coffee. "I remember that a few hundred meters away from the branch was still a large area of ​​farmland. When I went back two days ago, the farmland was passed by a big road, and there were newly built buildings on both sides of the road."

Song Weiyang did not interrupt and quietly listened to these two people missing the past.

"My grass, Lao Song, you are so awesome. You actually teach a master's student! You've been reporting to the newspaper, but we don't know yet." Nie Jun came over with a copy of the "Industrial and Business Daily". The newspaper was left at the front desk after Lin Zhuoyun read it in the morning.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Basic operation, don't make a fuss."

"Miss San'er?" Yuan Ziying suddenly looked at Nie Jun in surprise.

"Are you... Sister Yingzi?" Nie Jun was a little uncertain.

There are also relatives who recognize them.

From the 1980s to the early 1990s, those who could study abroad unless they had very good grades, were either rich or noble. Xu Hongtu belonged to a "school family", and his father was a professor in Fudan; Yuan Ziying was born in a military family, and used to be in the same courtyard as Nie Jun, with a 12-year age difference.

These people were reminiscing about the past and nostalgic. Song Weiyang couldn't get into the conversation, so he simply went upstairs to play with the computer.

Xu Hongtu had just returned to China for a few months. He was busy with graduate interviews, visiting his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and looking for former classmates to reminisce about the past. He had never heard of Song Weiyang's name. He asked Nie Jun: "Isn't this Song Weiyang a student? Why did he teach a master's degree in Fudan again?"

"Old Song is so awesome. Look at this newspaper. The number one person in China's MBA education is not called lectures, but preaching! Then the reporter really dares to write." Nie Jun said astonished.

In recent years, the circulation of "Industrial and Business Daily" has become less and less, and it is too specialized. However, it has a great influence in the business world. Like the Economic Daily, it is a must-read publication for entrepreneurs across the country.

Fan Xinman's article has made an old problem again and is too flattering. Even the number one person in China's MBA education dares to shout it out.
Chapter completed!