Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 540: Report

The car was parked in front of the office building. From the security guard to the receptionist, and everyone he met on the way, they all smiled and asked, 'You're back!'

Feng Yiping nodded with a smile. It seemed that the news had already spread to the company today.

When he arrived upstairs, a group of male and female employees gathered around, asking in a flurry, "Did you meet?" "What did you talk about?" 'Did you shake hands and take pictures?'

Feng Yiping noticed that even those few employees who were usually more introverted had gathered around at this time, looking at him eagerly.

'I saw him,' he said, and everyone immediately cheered.

'Yiping, come here for a second,' Jin Ling stood at the office door, waving at him. It seems that even she could not be exempt from the custom.

Even Huang Jingping was there. As soon as she entered the door, she held Feng Yiping's hand and said, 'How was it?'

'Pretty good. We talked for about five or six minutes. I remember it very clearly. During that time, the dean said 'very good' four times, 'pretty good' once, 'very good' once, and 'good' three times,' Feng Yiping said with a smug look on his face.

'Really?' Huang Jingping's mouth was so wide that her smile went all the way back to the ears.

Jin Ling didn't find fault with him this time either. 'That's really good!'

'Did you take a group photo?' Huang Jingping asked again.

'Of course, I took a photo with the dean, and I also took a photo with the dean,'

'Haha, when the photos arrive, I'll make extra copies and send one to your family and one to mine, and we'll put one in our home and one in your office,' Huang Jingping counted on her fingers.

'I'll tell you, shaking hands for a photo isn't a big deal,' Feng Yiping lowered his voice in a mysterious way, 'at the end of the meeting, I even hugged the dean,'

Hearing this, Huang Jingping shook his arm, 'Wow!'

Feng Yiping could tell that Jin Ling didn't quite believe him. 'I'm not lying to you, I don't know what I was thinking at the time, but I just asked for it, and the dean agreed,'

Seeing that Feng Yiping was getting a little carried away, Jin Ling held back from pouring cold water on him, "You know, you can't take what people say during these kinds of meetings seriously,'

'I understand," Feng Yiping interrupted her, 'just as I would never scold the frontline staff lightly,'

There were more layers between him and the dean than between him and the trainees who had not yet officially started work. To a large extent, the words the dean had said during the meeting were the affirmation of a senior figure towards a young junior who had done well, and of course there was an element of politeness.

If he became complacent and overjoyed as a result, that would be very immature.

However, Feng Yiping immediately found something else to show off. He took out a box of business cards and said, 'Do you have your dean's business card?'

He waved the business card of Clark, the dean of Harvard Business School, in front of Jin Ling's eyes.

'He's here too?' Jin Ling snatched it and took a few glances.

'Yes, he is also one of the committee members. And, look,' Feng Yiping placed the business cards one by one on the table, 'McKinsey, Qualcomm, Goldman Sachs, ****, Kodak, Wal-Mart, Nokia, Coca-Cola, Ford, Softbank, Lenovo, Bank of China, China Construction Bank, Chairman of the China Securities Regulatory Commission...,'

'This one is good,' Jin Ling looked at them one by one. These were not ordinary people, they were all the heads of these companies, and only on an occasion like this could one collect so many at once.

'In addition, I have also received quite a few invitations, more than ten from abroad. Alas, I really don't have the time to split myself between them,'

the way he was showing off really made him a bit annoying.

'Oh, I need to contact the publishing house immediately,' after showing off for a while, Feng Yiping remembered that there was something important to do, something that the dean was personally paying attention to, so of course he had to hurry.

Feng Yiping was contacted several times, but it was always Xiaomei at the front desk who answered the phone. So when the person from the publishing department of the Commercial Press received Feng Yiping's call, they were very happy, 'So do you have time tomorrow?'

Although it was founded in Shanghai, the Commercial Press actually moved its headquarters to the capital in the 1950s, which was very convenient.

'Then please, tomorrow afternoon, 2 o'clock, I'll be at the office,'

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yiping made a wish that tomorrow morning, more newspapers would report on the book!

For dinner, they had hotpot, and Huang Jingping kept urging, 'Eat quickly, don't keep your parents waiting.'

Since reporting the news to the family yesterday, they had probably been waiting expectantly.

But, honey, this is hotpot, it's very hot.

Before the news broadcast was over, the phone in the living room rang cheerfully. Needless to say, it must be the family.

Sure enough, when Mei Qiuping picked up the phone, there was a lot of noise on the other end. She asked, 'Yiping, have you eaten dinner yet?'

Before Feng Yiping could answer, her father said, "What's the point of asking that at this time?'

Then he asked, "Quick, tell me, did you see him? For how long? Did you shake hands? Did you take a photo together?'

Mei Qiuping kept saying, "Let me ask,'

and then someone shouted, "Put him on speakerphone,'

Oh, it's Grandpa!

As soon as someone there pressed the speaker button, Feng Yiping realised that not only was Grandpa there, but also his eldest uncle. He could also hear the voices of a few uncles. Was this a meeting?

Yes, it was almost like a meeting. The living room was now full of people, and it was very lively.

As Feng Yiping had already said in the afternoon, it took him four or five minutes to report to the elders on what had happened that day. Then Grandpa asked first, 'How did you behave?'

Feng Yiping thought about it for a moment. Although he might not have spoken very fluently at the beginning, and although the final request was quite abrupt, overall, he thought, it was quite good. 'It was okay,'

Mei Qiuping, on the other hand, was most concerned about the photos. "They will send you the photos, won't they? They won't forget, will they?'

Feng Zhenchang said, "Why are you worrying about it? When people around them are doing things, do you think they will make mistakes?'

However, the next sentence shows that he is also nervous about this matter. 'Yiping, didn't you go with the school leaders? If you don't receive the photos in a few days, you can ask the leaders to find out.'

The uncles sat with Grandpa in the corner of the living room, drinking tea and chatting. The second uncle said, 'I always thought that Yiping would be successful when he grew up. I never imagined that he would be so successful.'

'It's also because they've met a good time,' Grandpa said.

This phone call lasted for more than half an hour. Just as Feng Yiping hung up, Huang Jingping came over with a glass of water, saying, 'Have a sip, and call my family too,'

so Feng Yiping was forced to show off.

Huang Chengzhong's house was also full of people, all of them colleagues, and they even hosted dinner. These people in the system care more about these kinds of things.

Of course, Wang Ganqing would not come, but when they met in the town hall today, his smile seemed more sincere.

There was nothing they could do about it. The Feng family's boy was too capable. He studied in the city, hooked up with the mayor, and then studied in the capital and hooked up with an adult.

Huang's mother had already called three times, but the line was always busy. 'Why don't you try his mobile phone?'

Huang Chengzhong stopped her, 'Wait a bit, they must be calling home, they'll call back,'

sure enough, in a little while, Feng Yiping's phone rang.

...

As Feng Yiping had hoped, after the newspaper ran two reports about his book and his affairs, not to mention the local newspapers, the provincial and municipal newspapers certainly could not lag behind. Taking advantage of their geographical location, they reported in more detail about some of Feng Yiping's affairs.

The timing of this report was really perfect. The young girl setting up the meeting room put several copies on the table and thoughtfully turned to that page.

Although this was very deliberate, Feng Yiping still appreciated their spontaneous actions. It would be foolish not to take advantage of such conditions!

With so many media outlets advertising for free, Feng Yiping's book, which had not yet been published in China, had already become a bestseller, earning him a very satisfactory royalty. In the words of the Commercial Press, 'This is the royalty of the top writer in China!'

However, as the old saying goes, "Everything in excess becomes a vice." Just as the media were touting the book and many people were looking forward to buying it soon, a group of people also set their sights on this hot topic.

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