Chapter 155

Mei Yiliang is really busy recently, so busy that he can hit the back of the head with his heel.

Feng Yiping repeatedly told him to focus on the future, and Mei Jianzhong also always told him that people's hearts are endless, and they must be satisfied.

He also insisted on doing this. In this year full of parallel imports and counterfeit goods, in this era of impetuous people, it is still not a disadvantage to be honest. Now customers waiting for the company to decorate are queuing up. The three decoration teams have already It is not enough, let alone decorating the office building of your own company.

While calling his family to recruit people, he asked Zhang Zuodong to find more people, and asked Feng Zhenchang to call back to Feng Jiachong to find some people.

Facing the annual salary of 50,000 yuan, Chen Xuefeng, the former designer of the design office in the city, held back a little bit, and agreed. Another outstanding college student, Ying Anjie, was also hired.

Feng Yiping's opinion is that Chen Xuefeng is suitable for the design of those agencies and units, with a stable atmosphere, while Ying Anjie's style is natural and warm, suitable for ordinary people. There are two knives for less concise and modern style schemes. In the short term, they can meet the requirements of customers.

In fact, the two designers are really fine now. For the decoration of commercial housing, basically tinkering with Feng Yiping's plan and changing the color, most people will be satisfied. The two of them went to the site for a walk, and within half a day they came back with a design plan.

Therefore, most of the time, they really had nothing to do. Taking advantage of the fact that the office building could not be renovated, they perfected and refined Chen Xuefeng's plan over and over again.

Mei Yiliang was heartbroken seeing that the two people hired by the high salary were idle for most of the day, so he made a temporary decision to let the two of them work as on-site supervisors. down.

When he had time, he was thinking about Feng Yiping's talking about buying a car, so he took Feng Zhenchang to the driving school to sign up, which was not much time before the end of the year.

"If everything goes well, we could just get a driver's license a year ago, so we can drive back during the Spring Festival this year!" Mei Yiliang said to Feng Zhenchang.

"I don't think there's any problem. Learning how to drive is not too difficult!" Of course, Feng Zhenchang also wanted to drive back during the Chinese New Year, but he couldn't help it. Most people were like this. After all, only a few of them could drive at night.

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Feng Yiping is not as relaxed as his father and uncle. Every day, there are endless tests and questions.

After returning to 502 and returning to school after dinner, it took more than ten minutes to finally finish the last comprehensive question of this math paper. I was thinking about this question all the way just now.

He counted it, and it took a whole three pages. It felt like solving determinant matrices when he learned advanced mathematics later.

"Ah, you've finished this question too? I didn't even solve the first small question." Zhang Qiuling next to her was a little surprised, "Let me see, oh, forget it, I'd better think about it first."

Feng Yiping also pushed the paper to the side with a bit of disgust. The math teacher does not ask for this paper. You can do what you want. The more he said this, many students wanted to prove that they could do it. On the contrary, he consciously rushes to do it.

There is no way, in terms of mobilizing students' enthusiasm for learning, the difference between teachers and students can't be counted.

It's just a pity that this Huanggang High School is such a prestigious school. I don't know how many students who took the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination. They made their papers until they vomited. Except for the local students who want to be admitted, students from other places will probably hate it. its a while.

Rubbing his dry eyes, he gently rested his head on the row of books on Huang Jingping's desk in the back row, wanting to relax. You know, the student's stool is the most inhumane, not only hard, but even There are no backrests.

Just put it on for a while, a pair of soft hands came over and pressed gently on his temples on both sides, of course, only a few times, and then he heard the sound of the back seat getting up and pulling the stool away , and then I heard Huang Jingping walking towards the back door of the classroom.

Although he always thinks of Zhang Yan at this time, he always feels a little guilty, but from the bottom of his heart, he really enjoys the feeling of being admired and cared for.

After Huang Jingping walked for four or five minutes, he walked out with his English textbook in his arms. Although the classmates and many teachers in the class knew that he would practice standing jumping with a girl on the embankment at this time—at least In this name, no one raised any objections or objections, but they can't be too public.

Sure enough, when he walked to the embankment, Huang Jingping was sitting on a stone beside the embankment, quietly watching the rushing river, her feet in white sneakers kicked back and forth. Hitting, ear-level short hair, and some, dancing with the wind.

This is the happiest time for the students to relax. On the embankment and on the beach, there are many students in twos and threes. Most of them should be in the first grade. They are still carefree. The scenery here is not tired yet. As for the second graders, they are already under pressure, and few come out. As for the third graders, they don't have such a leisurely mood right now.

"You are here, let's go!"

Picking a flatter river beach, Huang Jingping demonstrated first, and easily jumped at least 2.2 meters. Feng Yiping's jump was only half of her score, which was still about 1.12 meters.

"Why is it still like this?" Huang Jingping was very anxious and puzzled.

"It's okay, let's think of other ways then!" Feng Yiping comforted her.

"What can you think of? For this item, you are four or five points behind the others. How difficult it would be to get four or five points more on the paper!"

Feng Yiping has some vague ideas, but it's hard to say now. Their physical examination is conducted in the middle school of the town, and the invigilator is the teacher transferred from the surrounding townships. When the time comes to think of a way, there should still be some loopholes that can be exploited.

The wind blowing by the river made her face a little cold, and on the embankment, Huang Jingping was still sitting on the rock reading a book. The road surface of the embankment should have been hardened, but there is a section of dirt road between the farmland next to it. Feng Yiping took off his bare feet and stepped on it. It was a little cold, but it felt very friendly and comfortable.

Huang Jingping watched him walk on that section of the dirt road again, and then from the other end, feeling a little funny, "What are you laughing at? Don't you know? Walking barefoot is good for the body," he moved out of the later folk "brick" home" perspectives.

"Really?"

"Of course, otherwise, look, in the field of sports competition, the winners of so many events are Africans, because they are barefoot all the year round!"

"Hehe," Huang Jingping laughed when she heard that, "You always make sense in everything you say!"

"By the way, are you tired recently?" Huang Jingping asked.

"No, it's pretty easy." Such a day, although boring and hard, is very simple, he can adapt, and he is tired, but he can't help but want to find an excuse to be lazy.

"Do you know? I still want to find time to learn Japanese!" Feng Yiping said his plan.

"What are you doing learning Japanese? RB people are so bad!" Huang Jingping was puzzled.

"So, you have to learn Japanese well to earn their money, sleep..., all the high-level people do this, and just cursing a few words can't solve the problem." It was so dangerous that I almost slipped out that sentence.

"You, you always have the ability to turn nonsense into truth."

Hehe, there is one more thing Feng Yiping didn't say, so that when watching RB movies with plots in the future, you don't have to look for Chinese subtitles everywhere on the Internet.

Not to mention, it's really relaxing to chat for a few minutes while being busy like this every day, and I feel much better now.

When he returned to the classroom, it was obviously not time for self-study, but Teacher Wang was standing at the door, as if he was still waiting for him.

What will happen? I've been very good for a while, okay?

Ps: Thank you very much for your support, and I am very grateful to the book friends Holy Spirit Warrior and Wang Youyun for their rewards!