Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 260: Reluctant to part

At the end of his high school career, it was a good result to receive such an honour.

Moreover, Feng Yiping and his family did not do much work to receive this honour, which to some extent shows that Yizhong is still a school with integrity.

In many places, for provincial outstanding students, this honour that means guaranteed admission often becomes a benefit for the children and relatives of school leaders, or at least, they are given priority within the system.

This incident did not cause much of a stir at the school, and there were more than just Feng Yiping who were provincial outstanding students. On the whole, there was really no controversy about him receiving this title.

The place that caused a stir was among the school leaders. After listening to Feng Yiping's thoughts, the leaders and teachers in charge of the guaranteed admission had a headache. The difficulty factor was really not average.

'Let's prepare for both scenarios. Talk to the relevant teachers and let Feng Yiping focus on his efforts to become the top student in the province. If he succeeds, it will be much more beneficial to the school than a guaranteed place. Let's work hard and do more, and maybe it will work out?' The vice-principal in charge of the guaranteed places finally set the tone.

The top student in the province, a title that Yizhong had not won for a year, was fine. If they didn't win it next year, a two-year gap would be a big problem.

As one of the city's two colleges, the entrance to the Finance College was like those of the universities that came later. Once school let out, there were a lot of parked cars, including quite a few vans. However, you really shouldn't look down on vans. Nowadays, vans are at least equivalent to the affordable family cars of the future. If you calculate the ratio of car price to house price, they are at least equivalent to the B-class cars of the future.

After class, Huang Jingping saw Feng Yiping standing at the door. She ran over like a happy little bird, took Feng Yiping's hand and said, 'Let's go home!'

'Let's eat out today, and after that I'll go shopping with you.'

Huang Jingping became a little upset when it came to finding a topic of conversation. Feng Yiping had a lot of work to do during his short winter vacation, so he planned to let Huang Jingping go home to spend time with her family first, and then take some time to buy a gift with her.

However, since New Year's Day, Huang Jingping has been clinging to him even more than before. She hugged Feng Yiping's arm and used a trick she must have learned from TV again: 'Handsome guy, let me go with you, okay? You're going to big cities, and I really want to go too!'

There was nothing he could do. Hong Kong and Taiwanese dramas were popular these days, but Huang Jingping didn't look out of place playing the part of the spoiled girl. People walking past, especially the men, were transfixed.

'Haha,' Feng Yiping knew that she didn't care about the city, she cared about the person she was with.

'Just think, you girls, now that you're at home, every year you spend here is a year less. You should take this opportunity to spend more time with your parents, because later on, you won't have the chance.'

Huang Jingping was in a great mood after hearing this. What later on? Of course it's after she gets married and has a family!

'Okay, I'll do as you say. Let's go eat and then go shopping.'

In the end, after an hour of shopping, she didn't buy much for her family. Whenever she saw something, the first thing she thought about was their home in the city. There was no way around it; she was now single-mindedly treating this house in the city as their little home.

This was also the first time Feng Yiping had deeply agreed with the phrase 'girls are outgoing'. In that case, it would be better to have a son in the future.

On the afternoon of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the day before the Chinese New Year, the school finally let out for the holidays. However, everyone had a thick stack of winter holiday homework and review tests in their hands. There was no way around it; it seemed like high school students really had no human rights.

'You're back!' Feng Yiping was about to open the door again when it opened. "Why is there so much stuff?" Huang Jingping reached out to help him take over the homework. Judging from the thickness, it was a bit overwhelming, and it only added up to a little more than half a month of vacation.

'All the seniors in high school are like this.' Huang Jingshu sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, leisurely watching TV.

This older sister had already been on holiday a week ago, but she didn't want to go home. She was living off the family, and then she wanted a free ride back. Ever since the last time she had quite formally spoken on behalf of Huang Jingping's family to Feng Yiping, she had returned to her sharp-tongued self.

On this day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Yiping went out in the afternoon, but otherwise the three of them stayed at home.

In the evening, Feng Yiping helped out, and Huang Jingping did her best, preparing four cold dishes and six hot dishes. It seemed that she wanted to make this New Year's Eve as special as the Chinese New Year.

Huang Jingshu didn't help at all. When it was finally served, she said, 'I feel quite embarrassed just sitting here and enjoying the food!' Then she was the first to use her chopsticks, picking up a piece of duck tongue.

Feng Yiping opened a bottle of sweet fruit wine, which tasted similar to sweet soup and was really just an excuse. 'Here, cheers, I wish us a better next year!'

After tomorrow, won't they have to see each other next year?

In the end, Feng Yiping really underestimated the two of them. Girls are like children, and they have no resistance to sweet things. The meal lasted over an hour, and the two bottles of fruit wine they bought were also drunk up by them.

It may have been a psychological effect. After drinking most of the bottle, Huang Jingping looked a little tipsy, holding onto Feng Yiping's hand and not wanting to let go. She didn't say much, just staring at him with her big, watery eyes.

Huang Jingshu felt deeply that she was a rather superfluous person at the moment. She coughed, 'Well, I'm done eating, I'll go to my room first.'

'Hey, at least help with the clean-up!' Feng Yiping said, holding his drunken wife, who didn't want to let go, onto the sofa.

'Pish!' Huang Jingshu rolled her eyes, "You wish! I don't even do this at home.'

'I'll do it," Huang Jingping struggled to get up, but Feng Yiping held her down, 'It's fine, I'll do it.'

Huang Jingping felt very secure and happy as she watched Feng Yiping busily tying an apron.

The next day was still a cloudy day with strong winds. Early in the morning, the driver sent by Ding Qiang arrived and drove the old Pajero from the former aluminium products factory downstairs. This car really had more presence than the van.

Feng Yiping loaded their luggage into the car and then took out a box from his bag. 'I received it the day before yesterday. I've already programmed your number into it, and I'm also in it. If there's anything, just send me a text message or give me a call.'

This is the Motorola 308 that Guangzhou sent him, which had just been released.

'Wow, what a beautiful phone!' Huang Jingshu snatched it away.

Huang Jingping ignored that and kept pulling on the car door. "I've written down where everything is at home and posted it on the fridge. If you can't find something, just take a look. Also, when you're away from home, you must pay attention to safety. Don't be in a rush. And," she looked at the phone her cousin had taken out, 'remember to call me, and don't ignore my calls!'

'I remember!' Feng Yiping was a little bit at a loss for words. How did it feel like treating himself like a child!

Feng Yiping didn't stay at home for long. In the morning, he dealt with some documents and checked the speech again. In the afternoon, he went to the convenience store to pick up four store managers and went to the provincial capital together. According to the arrangement of the personnel department, the training for the store managers started tonight and would last until the morning of the 28th day of the lunar calendar.

Feng Yiping's speech is scheduled for tonight, and then according to the publisher's schedule, he will have to fly to Yangcheng early in the morning tomorrow to attend the book signing there, and then go to Shanghai, and finally return to the provincial capital to hold another event. As for our capital city, there are too many such events at the end of the year, and they are attended by big names. Feng Yiping, a new young writer, is not yet on the list.