Chapter 1376 The New Year Begins

That evening, Director Guo returned home. His lover Liu Fengxia, also known as "Sister Liu", had just gotten off work and was cooking.

Although she is a woman from Sichuan Province, she has not evolved the skill of "laboring and managing Shu to the mountains". Seeing Director Guo enter the room, she said: "Wash your hands and eat."

Director Guo responded, hung up his briefcase and coat, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Just when Liu Fengxia came out with the dishes, she saw Director Guo's expression and asked in surprise: "What happened?"

Liu Fengxia has this ability. She can tell at a glance that something is wrong with her man.

Director Guo had no intention of hiding anything and told him everything about his visit to Du Fei today.

Liu Fengxia suddenly frowned and cursed: "This guy named Wang, isn't he using you as a gunman? He knows that the fire equipment company is hiding something, why doesn't he go alone? He knows it's not easy to mess with, so he hides there by himself After that, he glared at Director Guo: "You too, if someone digs a hole for you, just jump into it. Is Du Fei easy to mess with? Everyone who has been against him before is good." The end?"

Director Guo said helplessly: "Hey, you don't know what's going on over there. How can I prevaricate at this time? Doesn't that give people more excuses?"

Liu Fengxia was silent, but this was also the case, and asked again: "Then how did you escape?"

Director Guo said sarcastically: "Um... isn't Shen Jianing there? She happened to pass by, so I took the opportunity to run away."

Sister Liu curled her lips, but didn't react much. Instead, she was still worried: "This kind of thing can't be avoided in the first grade of junior high school, but not in the fifteenth grade. We still have to find a complete solution."

Director Guo smiled bitterly: "There is no surefire solution. You will have a fight with me after dinner, and then send me to the hospital overnight."

Sister Liu's eyes lit up: "Are you planning to pretend to be ill or not? Or are you too evil-minded?"

…

Later in the night, in the bedroom on the second floor of a two-story building, the lights in the room came on with a knock on the door.

"What's going on?" A man in his fifties asked, holding his arms. The quilt slipped off his body, and he was shirtless. Although he was older, he was still covered in tendons, and his dark skin was densely covered with... Various wounds, including stab wounds and gunshot wounds.

Outside the door, the guard said: "Report to the chief, Director Li's phone number. He said he has something urgent to report to you."

When the man heard this, he frowned. One of his eyes was a fake one, and he immediately stood up and put on his clothes.

When I raised my hand, I only had the index finger and thumb on my left hand, and the other three fingers were all broken off.

Beside him, the woman in a sweater also woke up and asked softly what was wrong?

The man said solemnly: "Xiao Li called and said there was something urgent."

After saying that, he stood up, put on his long pajamas, opened the door and went out.

This person is exactly the 'man named Wang' mentioned by Director Guo and his wife before.

Wang Bingkun was born in the army, but now works in the education department. Although he is also the director, he is two levels higher than Director Guo.

At the same time, he is also the staunchest supporter of the worker, peasant, and soldier student system.

Director Wang opened the door and hurried to the office downstairs with the security guard. Before he put down the phone, he went over and picked it up: "Hello, I'm Wang Bingkun, Xiao Li, what's going on?"

Director Li's voice immediately came over the phone: "Director Wang, I just learned that at midnight tonight, at twelve o'clock, Lao Guo had a sudden illness and called an ambulance."

When Wang Bingkun heard this, he was also surprised: "What kind of disease is it? It's so serious!"

Calling an ambulance was obviously not an ordinary situation.

Director Li on the other side of the phone said: "I just got here, and I don't know the specific situation yet. I'm in the process of rescuing him right now. However, he seems to have had a quarrel with his wife..."

Director Wang was a little confused and didn't react for a moment: "Fighting with his wife?... He was just playing the piano randomly!"

At this time, Director Wang's wife also came down from upstairs wearing clothes. She put down the phone and asked what was going on?

Director Wang said briefly, then picked up the cigarette and lit it.

His lover sneered and said, "I told you earlier that Xiao Guo's wife is a debt collector. Apart from her good-looking skin, what other advantages does she have? A mother and son who bring disaster."

Director Wang said: "Okay, stop saying a few sarcastic words, everyone is like this, let's keep our morals."

Director Wang's lover curled his lips and said nothing.

Director Wang warned again: "By the way, don't go out and talk about this matter tomorrow, otherwise everyone will know about it."

"Okay, I know~" Director Wang's wife responded impatiently, turned around and went back upstairs.

Wang Bingkun sighed and looked out the dark window. He didn't go back to sleep until he finished smoking a cigarette.

…

Early the next morning, Wang Bingkun just arrived at the unit.

It was cloudy in the morning and it seemed like it was going to snow again. He rubbed the area where his broken finger was. Whenever it was going to rain or snow, it felt like there were ants crawling under the broken finger.

At this moment, someone came to see him. It was Director Li who called last night.

"Xiao Li~" Wang Bingkun touched the heater in the office.

Director Li came in and explained Director Guo's situation.

Director Wang frowned and said, "So the situation is quite serious?"

Director Li nodded: "From what the doctor said, it seems to be a heart problem that requires further examination. It's not life-threatening."

Director Wang said: "That's good~"

Director Li hesitated slightly and then said: "Director, do you think it's such a coincidence? As soon as I asked him to find Du Fei, he was hospitalized. This..."

Wang Bingkun frowned and had doubts in his heart, but the hospital had already issued a diagnosis for this kind of thing, so there was nothing he could do. He could only kill too many people and everyone was hospitalized, so what else could he do.

In this situation, no one can jump out and insist that Director Guo is pretending to be ill. That would be too much.

Director Li asked again: "What should Du Fei do now?"

Wang Bingkun said firmly: "This is a matter of principle, we must not give in! That Du Fei is indeed very capable, and I can understand some of his thoughts, but... even God will not allow anyone to undermine the system of workers, peasants, and soldiers! "

Director Li opened his mouth and advised: "Chief, why did you come here!"

He was not only Director Wang's subordinate, but also Director Wang's bodyguard, and they came through the war together.

Director Li said: "In the past few years, you have offended many people for the sake of workers, peasants and soldiers, and now... I heard that this Du Fei is not ordinary..."

Ba La Ba La told a lot about Du Fei's deeds, some of which were exaggerated.

The core thing is that I want Director Wang to give in a little bit and not be so rigid.

Director Wang did not interrupt. He rubbed his stinging palms and frowned, his expression becoming more serious.

It wasn't until the other party finished speaking that he said in a deep voice: "I know what you are saying, and I am not targeting Du Fei. But so many of our comrades shed blood and sacrificed their lives back then, why did we conquer this country? Isn't it just to let the common people, Let the poor stand up and make the decision? You all say that the exam is fair, don’t I know? But the question is, who are the children of the landlords and capitalists, or the children of the old bureaucrats? With the supervision of their parents, they naturally have an advantage over the children of workers and farmers. They understand the importance of studying and going to school. They know in their bones what it means to have a house of gold in a book..."

Director Li was silent, this is reality and cannot be denied.

Especially in high school, those who study well and rank first in exams, if you check their family background... I can't say it absolutely, but it is like this in proportion.

Director Wang continued: "I admit that there are good children, but what will happen if these people are admitted to college? We won on the battlefield, and as a result, their descendants can still climb to high positions. Those ordinary workers and farmers Children, those young and old, people from border areas and poor areas, paid a huge price and made huge contributions during the war years, but they never got ahead..."

Wang Bingkun said, clenching his hands tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

Director Li sighed. He didn't understand the old chief's persistence.

Everyone knows that entrance examinations and merit-based admissions are fair and can best select the talents with the most potential.

But what Director Wang wants is not fairness, but changing the class structure of intellectuals and cultivating intellectuals who truly belong to the people.

But how easy is this?

…

Du Fei didn't know this. If he knew, he would admire Wang Bingkun's persistence, but would not agree with his ideas.

The idea is good, but Du Fei can't wait, and neither can the Guo family.

The current Huaguo is not qualified to waste resources and time on this issue.

Nowadays, a cat that can catch mice is considered a good cat. Du Fei needs more, countless good cats. As for what breed and color, these conditions can only be put to the back for the time being.

Moreover, Wang Bingkun’s idea is too idealistic. Although the examination has its drawbacks, can he really achieve his goal by creating a recommendation system like this?

I'm afraid it may backfire.

But this is what he insists on, and no one can change it.

Yesterday, Director Guo came over. Although he gave up halfway, Du Fei also saw the other party's persistence.

Dad Zhu had said before that this matter needed to be discussed in the long run, but Du Fei still thought that waiting for one year to implement the preparatory class was too long, so he simply planned to add fuel to the fire.

He went straight to Director Nie.

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In Director Nie's office, Du Fei chuckled: "Uncle Nie, this is the situation. You think it's easy for me to do something~"

Director Nie frowned. In fact, he had heard about what Du Fei said, especially the high-profile exam some time ago. As a result, thousands of people attended many universities in the capital, and only ten people passed the exam in the end.

When Director Nie heard the news, he knew that Du Fei had not been able to hold back his idea.

As expected, I'm waiting here~

He said seriously: "Tell me the truth, kid, what happened in the last exam? Did you deliberately embarrass others, or what happened?"

Du Fei stopped laughing, Director Nie had opened the skylight to speak openly and could no longer smile playfully.

He said sternly: "Uncle Nie, it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. How dare I play tricks on such a big thing? Besides, whether they recruit students through examinations or workers, peasants and soldiers, it has nothing to do with me. I just want qualified graduates, it's that simple." As long as they can provide me with 10,000 qualified graduates a year, I won’t even give a shit, I’ll stop immediately and live my life at work.”

Director Nie pursed his lips slightly. Du Fei was right in saying this. He indeed had no interest in it.

But another key word was captured: "Ten thousand people a year? Your appetite is really big."

Du Fei said seriously: "Uncle Nie, I'm really not bragging. America's famous Boeing companies and McDonnell Douglas companies don't have more than 100,000 employees, and our Anshan Iron and Steel Co., Ltd. has more than 400,000 people. Our firefighting company The equipment company currently only has 50,000 people. If it wants to develop, even if it is 10,000 people a year, it will take ten years to reach the peak of Boeing. "

Director Nie was deep in thought. He could see that Du Fei was not just talking casually. The development of the fire equipment company under Du Fei's hands in recent years was obvious to all.

It is not impossible to develop into a super enterprise with hundreds of thousands of employees in the future.

Because the several industries that the fire equipment company is currently involved in are all industrial categories that can accommodate a large number of jobs.

More importantly, Du Fei has done quite well in each category.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that 10,000 college students can be absorbed in a year, but if you discount it, it is definitely more than enough.

The current situation cannot meet Du Fei's needs at all.

Director Nie thought for a while and said, "I know about this matter, you go back first~"

Du Fei responded quickly and stood up.

Director Nie did not forget to give the last instruction: "Go back and keep quiet, don't make any more troubles, do you hear me?"

Du Fei responded quickly, and the matter should be almost over here.

At least he should really stop, otherwise it would be easy to get into trouble if he got involved again.

After that, Du Fei didn't know how the higher-ups coordinated it. Anyway, it was as if this matter had never happened, and there was no movement in all aspects.

Until the New Year, there was a sudden rumor that the examination would be carried out in a new practice in the future, and a dual admission method of workers, peasants and soldiers and examinations would be implemented in parallel.

The admission ratio of both sides is temporarily split in half, and according to the current economic situation, it is decided to expand the number of admissions.

The number of admissions nationwide will reach 350,000, and will increase year by year in the future.

In addition, Du Fei's plan to turn the 8270 Factory Technical School into a Fire Technology University has also been approved.

However, Du Fei could not take care of these situations at this time.

Because just after the New Year, a few days after 1974, something went wrong in Nanyang.

Du Fei sat in the office, thinking silently.

He keenly realized that this matter must be unusual. According to the current situation, it could not be an accident, it must be intentional.

Du Fei's face was gloomy, and he cursed the South Vietnamese people in his heart that they were kicked in the head by a donkey. They were grasshoppers in autumn and would not jump for a few days, but they still thought their lives were long and came to provoke him!

If you say there is no trick here, Du Fei will not believe it even if he is beaten to death.

Who is behind it?

At this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Du Fei came back to his senses and immediately reached out to answer the phone: "Hello~ Dad... OK, I'll go over now."

It was Zhu's father's call. After Du Fei answered the call, he immediately took a car to go over.

When they met in the office, Zhu's father said in a deep voice: "Do you know the situation in Nanyang?"

Du Fei nodded.

Zhu's father asked: "What are your plans?"

Du Fei said: "We are currently in a standoff. But the situation this time is a bit strange. It is difficult to make the next judgment before I understand it clearly."

Zhu's father was very satisfied with Du Fei's calm reaction and said in a deep voice: "If something like this happens, you must not be able to stay at home. Go and have a look~"

Du Fei nodded, and listened to Zhu's father's instructions before leaving.

Until he returned to the fire equipment company, there was another work arrangement.

Originally, when Du Fei came back last time, he really planned to settle down for a while, have a good rest, and read some books by the way.

Who knew that it was only more than two months, and he had to go out again before the Spring Festival.

I don't know how long this trip will take, and it is very likely that he will not be able to catch up with Zhu Ting's delivery.

Simply sort out and distribute the work of the unit.

At present, other factories in the fire equipment company are proceeding step by step, only the University of Science and Technology is in a mess.

Du Fei originally wanted to watch the whole process personally, but he had to let go.

The construction of the new campus was all handed over to Shen Jianing, and the experts and professors brought in from various places were received and settled by Zhang Wenzhong.

He said hello to Qin Huairou and said goodbye to Zhu Ting before getting on the plane.

This time Du Fei still took the K-8 passenger plane that he took to the Middle East.

Although this turboprop engine passenger plane is slower and noisier than a jet airliner, it is still more comfortable than a transport plane of the same type.

Especially this time, the aircraft manufacturer has fully renovated the interior of the K-8, filling a large amount of sound insulation cotton in the fuselage to isolate the noise and vibration from the engine, which greatly improved the riding experience of this aircraft.

Du Fei set off from Beijing at 8 o'clock in the morning and arrived at Kuching Airport after a five-hour and thirty-minute flight.

Although it was January, it did not affect the heat in the equatorial region at all.

As the plane came to a stop and the cabin door opened, a wave of hot air rushed towards me.

When I walked out, the sun above my head cast a dazzling light, making it difficult to open my eyes.

Du Fei raised his hand to cover his eyes, walked down the gangway, and looked at the people who were waiting for him.

Suddenly, his eyes focused and he saw a person in the crowd who shouldn't be there!