Chapter 199: Should I skip a grade?

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Should I skip a grade? When the new school year started after the Chinese New Year, Feng Yiping returned to the classroom for the first time in a long time. However, his former classmates had already advanced to their third year of high school and were preparing for the college entrance exam. Now his classmates were students who were originally one year below him, and the teacher was also a new one. It was just the same classroom.

He had grown to 1.76 metres, but his new homeroom teacher, Chen, still put him in the third row, but at the back of the class, just a few steps from the back door. It was quite convenient if he wanted to skip class, but of course, you shouldn't even think about skipping class at No. 1 Middle School.

By this time, he had already started working and was content with his internship salary of a few hundred yuan, working hard to do a good job!

Now, he is probably one of the wealthiest high school students in the country, having worked hard and relied on himself to achieve his success. But still, he is studying hard every day in a classroom with a bunch of kids his age. It feels a little surreal, like he's still dreaming.

He just watched those students going to physical education class outside the window, thinking about random things. The female chemistry teacher, who was teaching the concept of organic chemistry with a textbook, came over and tapped his desk, and he came back to reality.

After the morning class, he carried his school bag, said hello to his desk-mate, and prepared to go home. He heard someone shouting from upstairs, 'Hey, that little second-year kid.'

He turned a deaf ear and walked on. A guy caught up from behind and tapped him on the shoulder, 'Didn't you hear the older students calling you? How rude!'

Feng Yiping looked back and saw that it was Liu Wenjun, the nosy guy, who was also one of his best friends at school. He had grown a little taller in the past year. 'What, trying to act big in front of me?' Feng Yiping laughed.

'How dare I? I just came to see if you're doing well. How was it abroad? How could you bear to come back?'

'The Liang Garden is nice, but it's not my hometown!' Feng Yiping said with a deep voice.

'Why are you quoting me some literary stuff? You haven't let up on your studies over the past year, have you? Let me ask you, do you want to skip a year and come back to Year 3? Are you really willing to spend another year at school?'

His words made Feng Yiping feel a little tempted, but he wasn't sure. There was less than half a year left before the college entrance exam, and it was so rushed. Even if he started studying hard now, could he get into a good school and bring his parents glory?

Yes, he was studying now and getting into a good university was mainly for his parents.

'Do you have any recent practice exam papers? Give me a set, I'll test my knowledge first.'

He followed Liu Wenjun to the classroom of the third year students, picked a set of papers, walked to the parking lot of an insurance company next to the school, and drove out the silver-grey G-class SUV.

Yes, he finally went to the largest bonded port in the north of our country and bought this car, which was his favourite but which he could not afford to buy later.

It is a G300 from the W463 series, which looks very similar to the model from more than 20 years ago. It is also the most luxurious model in the G-Class range. With all-wheel drive and the assistance of various electronic systems, driving is very easy. Although it is still a non-load-bearing body, it is well-tuned, and you won't feel much jolting even when driving on a bad road. Of course, this may also have something to do with its super-high-quality leather seats.

The best thing is the view from his seat. Sitting in it really gives you a sense of command. For example, the person in the Audi next to him can only look up to see him.

Hey, that girl looks familiar. Oh, isn't that Zheng Jiayi? At this time, the green light in front of them turned on. Feng Yiping nodded at her, and sure enough, she arrogantly turned her head to the other side as if she hadn't seen Feng Yiping.

Of course Feng Yiping would not argue with her now. He pressed the accelerator, and the two-tonne car glided out lightly. Yes, it also had very good acceleration, taking less than six seconds to go from 0 to 100 km/h.

What's so great about driving such an ugly box? But Zheng Jiayi still asked the driver in front, 'Uncle Zhang, can high school students drive?'

'You can when you turn 18. Why, do you want to drive?'

'No, I was just asking.'

Well, the only thing that was most criticised about the car Feng Yiping bought was its appearance. Some people might like it, but those girls, without exception, all thought it was ugly.

Feng Yiping went home and looked at the test paper that Liu Wenjun had given him. He found that liberal arts mathematics was really easy. For example, if science requires proficiency in various formulas, liberal arts only requires mastery of the formulas. This is an order of magnitude lower. With his self-study level for a year, he has no problem scoring over 100 points on the mathematics exam.

The difficulty is in the areas he is good at. He didn't study Chinese, politics or English in his third year of high school. Although it mainly relies on rote learning, he has indeed memorised a lot of content. It is now the beginning of February. Even if he can go through the procedures for skipping grades, the time given to him, at best, is only four months, which is really not enough.

He still needs to think carefully about it.

At the weekend, Feng Yiping hurried back to the provincial capital. Zhou Xinyu from Shanghai had arrived with four people the previous day, and Gao Zhiyi, the temporary office director, had helped them settle in.

At noon, Feng Yiping, accompanied by his brother-in-law, welcomed them.

Zhou Xinyu was under 40 years old and had the inherent refinement of a Shanghainese. When he spoke, he always liked to bring out a slight accent. The few subordinates he brought with him were all his original key personnel.

In addition to Gao Zhiyi's in-laws, there were also two other university students that they had recruited, and Feng Yiping had interviewed them. The initial intention was to place them in the purchasing department.

Zhou Xinyu was naturally a little surprised to see such a young Feng Yiping as the person in charge, but he hid it well.

'Welcome Director Zhou to bring all your talented helpers. I will toast you with tea instead of wine.' Feng Yiping had long been able to handle situations like this with ease.

'Not at all, I still want to thank you for giving us this opportunity,' Zhou Xinyu said politely.

It was the first time they had met, and it was at the dinner table, so of course they talked about business. After dinner, they borrowed the office of the decoration company, and Feng Yiping called Hong Haoran over and they had a meeting together.

'As you all know, our Youjia convenience store is a start-up, and the conditions are not yet in place in every respect. The beginning of this period will definitely be hard work, and I hope you can understand,' Feng Yiping said.

'Mr Feng, we're all family here, and it's the same for everyone at the beginning. We're all used to it, and it's not hard work. Manager Gao has already given us an overview, so I just want to ask what your specific requirements are.'

Feng Yiping handed them a sheet of paper, 'You can arrange the rest with Director Zhou. This is some market research I've done over the past few years. There are a few places I like, and I've repeatedly counted the footfall there, as well as the distribution of surrounding shops. You can have someone follow up and sign a few shop spaces as soon as possible. In the meantime, rent a warehouse in the city, where the initial staff training can also be carried out.'

Feng Zhenchang had already selected ten people from each of the county's secondary and technical schools. With the initial four or five stores, there would be plenty of manpower.

'I will definitely not be at the company very often. If there is anything, you can report it to Manager Gao first. Anyway, I only have one request: relying on the management software developed by Zhitong Company, we will open several stores at the same time to streamline all the processes, and strive to fully roll it out in the second half of the year.'

Gao Zhiyi asked, 'So will we live in the province or the city? And what about transportation?'

Feng Yiping said, 'Where you live, you can discuss it among yourselves. For transport, you can either buy a Jinbei Haisi or two vans, which can also be used for deliveries in the future.'

One of the people Zhou Xingyu brought along muttered, 'The original company assigned a Santana to President Zhou.'

Feng Yiping pretended not to hear. The supermarket where they used to work belonged to a state-owned enterprise, and the car was not assigned to Zhou Xingyu. He only had the right to use it, and the salary he gave Zhou Xingyu was enough to buy a Pulsar in a year.

Zhou Xinyu pretended not to hear it either, 'The van is quite good, very practical.'

They were hired at a high price to do a job, not to enjoy themselves. "You arrange the details of the work yourselves, I won't ask any questions. I'll leave now, everyone, you've worked hard!" Feng Yiping got up and was about to leave, 'Oh, yes, Manager Gao, give me the minutes of the meeting tomorrow.' Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He only needed to know the outcome of their discussions. He said he wouldn't ask any questions, but of course he would have to approve of the details.

Li Jia said to him as she saw him off, 'You really are a cunning businessman. They just arrived yesterday, and you want them to start working today?

Don't you want to let them rest a bit?' 'Do they need to adjust to the time difference? Besides, this preliminary work is a piece of cake for them. It doesn't require much brainpower, and it's very easy.'

'You really are a cunning businessman!' Li Jia said to him again.

Don't even try to reason with a woman.