Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 564: A system as thick as a book

Feng Yiping returned from Shenzhen, and the villa was bustling again.

Watching him wear his pyjamas haphazardly, lying lazily on the sofa watching TV, with a big, furry thigh resting on the coffee table and his hand reaching out to feel the variously shaped biscuits on a plate before shoving them into his mouth – baked by Huang Jingping herself, who was busy in the kitchen – made Huang Jingping feel particularly at ease. 'You should eat less, dinner will be ready soon,'

she said, still flushed, well, mainly because she had just done something else, the two of them having a contest, young people, a short separation is like a new marriage, you know!

Very homely dishes, braised aubergines, stir-fried pork with garlic scapes, stir-fried shredded potatoes with chilli, and a dish of chicken with enoki mushrooms. But Feng Yiping ate it all with relish, 'Home-cooked food is still the best,'

'Then you should eat more,' Huang Jingping happily served him a small bowl of soup, 'Auntie called, asking you to go home before you go to the US,'

'She called at home, and also called my mobile twice in the past two days,'

'You'd better go back for a visit. This is a long trip, and it's normal for her to worry,'

'I'm going to the US, not some troubled place. What are you all worried about?' Feng Yiping muttered.

'It's so far away, and they don't know the place. How can they not worry?'

'We have a company there too. Besides, this time, the inviting organisations will arrange my schedule well. I'm an expert they've invited,'

Huang Jingping smoothed her hair behind her ears, took his arm, and began to use her feminine wiles. 'You should still go, and take me home,'

Feng Yiping had planned to go to the United States for a few days, and Huang Jingping was going to go back to the town to spend time with her family, because according to the previous plan, they might both be in the United States for the Chinese New Year next year.

'Okay then,' Feng Yiping petted her face fondly, 'how could I refuse your request?'

......

The previous events had lost their heat, but Feng Yiping was now well-known at school.

As a student, it was not unusual to have good grades, but it was extraordinary to be successful in business and even more unusual to have written a monograph that was popular both at home and abroad.

What his classmates praised most was that he had actually been received by the Prime Minister. This guy was really a bit rebellious.

To be fair, many students at Tsinghua University had met national leaders.

However, it wasn't in China, but when they went abroad to study and the leaders were on a visit. If they were lucky, they would be chosen to welcome them, but that was generally just waving flags and cheering behind the fence for a while. Most people didn't even get to shake hands, but Feng Yiping actually hugged the Prime Minister!

He nodded and smiled all the way to the college, and Feng Yiping's face was a little stiff, feeling like his head was now like the beckoning hand of a lucky cat, unable to stop.

Some of the students in his class and department had originally kept their distance from him out of respect, not quite able to get used to him, but now they were all very enthusiastic about him.

The reason was simple: when the gap was not too big, you could still be jealous, but now the difference was so great that all you could do was admire and look up to him, and incidentally also be proud to be his classmate.

If you don't believe it, just go and have a look at Feng Yiping's two companies in the Science and Technology Park. And not to mention the Wonder Workshop or the Jiasheng Motors website, which is in the midst of intense preparations. Just stand in the office and look at the hundreds of people busy in the cubicles, and you can intuitively feel the gap.

A few years after graduation, I'm afraid I'll also have to start in a cubicle like this, and there are already more than one company of this scale.

So as soon as Feng Yiping appeared, a crowd gathered around him, all wanting something, either magazines, autographs from celebrities or signed photos. Most probably, most people wanted to take the opportunity to speak with him.

The more enthusiastic everyone was, the more humble Feng Yiping became, leaving a bad impression on his classmates that he was arrogant or overconfident.

Although it is unlikely that any of these people will become friends and brothers like Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, who have been tested by decades of time, after all, they have come together from all corners of the country for four years of study, and it will be a bond to cherish when they enter society in the future.

Everyone had dispersed, and there was still one person standing nearby, but he was the one person in the class with whom Feng Yiping had the least good impression, Gao Heng.

'Yiping,' Gao Heng said with a smile, "can I join your entrepreneurship club?'

Unlike Feng Yiping's entrepreneurship club, which had the support of the school, Gao Heng's application to take over the crowdfunding club from Feng Yiping was not approved by the school's Communist Youth League committee or the student affairs office.

'I can't make that decision," Feng Yiping said, not in the mood to chat with him anymore, and walked towards the classroom.

Gao Heng was behind him, his face turning from green to white. Feng Yiping was being a bit petty. He knew he had done many things wrong before, but he thought his attitude this time was pretty low. Who knew that after sticking his warm face out, he got Feng Yiping's cold butt instead.

He was actually overthinking it. Ever since he had crushed him with his words right from the start, Feng Yiping had never given him another thought. He really didn't want to waste time worrying about his nonsense. Boss Feng was also very precious about his time now.

Almost at the classroom door, Feng Yiping stopped and turned around, saying, 'The Entrepreneurship Club is generally not accepting new applications at the moment, but you can give your application to Jin Bao. As for whether or not we accept you, it really depends on everyone's opinion.'

Forget it, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person. Just look at what he did before and didn't get himself into trouble. Be generous and let him experience my magnanimity!

'Okay, thank you Yiping,' Gao Heng's words came from the bottom of his heart. Putting himself in Yiping's shoes, he also felt that Yiping's attitude was pretty good.

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Jin Bao slammed a thick book-like object onto Feng Yiping's desk in the science and technology park with a 'pop' sound, then threw himself heavily onto the sofa, comfortably twisted his body, and said, 'This sofa is really comfortable!'

'I heard the poor sofa groaning in pain,' Feng Yiping flipped open the 'book' in front of him, 'What is this?'

'It's about the various management systems for the restaurant. President Feng, didn't you say that systems come first? This is a summary of the various systems that we have discussed. We have referred to a lot of literature and data and written it carefully.

This one is the crystallisation of our abilities and wisdom. You are very busy, but you must take the time to read it. Once these are finalised, the next step is to get down to the real work,'

Feng Yiping immediately felt a bit guilty for setting them up for failure. There was so much to read, and when would they ever finish? The club president had also said that no matter how carefully a plan was made, there would still be problems when it came to implementation, so the focus should be on implementation. Had they not taken this to heart?

He weighed the book in his hands, a little dumbfounded. Sure enough, these guys are all armchair strategists, and they're really all more impressive than the next.

But then again, the restaurant that the Entrepreneurship Club is planning to run does have a few more systems than the average restaurant. For example, there is a rotation system for club members, from the general manager to the front desk. In order to avoid conflicts in the future, the system in this regard must be detailed.

'Usually you don't have much to do with the club's affairs, but these systems are equivalent to the constitution of our club, and you must regard them as a serious political task.'

'Okay, give me three days!' Feng Yiping helplessly patted his head.