Fang Chen had just returned from Qianqian Village that day when he saw a report on the Qingtian Student Aid and Poverty Alleviation Foundation on the Central Plains TV Station.

I don’t know if it was because of the presence of two important leaders, Su Shuang and Jin Nanguo, that Zhongyuan Provincial TV Station broadcast a full eight-minute report on Qingtian’s education and poverty alleviation program during the prime time slot at 12 noon.

Foundation matters.

This salary is really not low. You must know that because "Xinwen Lianbo" needs to be broadcast in the evening, "Midday Report" has been regarded as the weathervane of the political life of the entire Central Plains Province.

Fang Chen remembered that the last news that lasted more than eight minutes in "Midday Report" this year was the establishment of the Yanjing 2000 Olympic Games Bid Committee in April.

"Midday Report" published a long and extensive report on the significance of the Olympic bid for China, and also supported athletes from the Central Plains Province and some instructions from provincial leaders on strengthening mass physical exercise.

Fang Chen naturally showed his face in a big way. Although he didn't dare to be famous in the Central Plains, people from all walks of life in the province probably already knew who Fang Chen was.

Luozhou TV station, "Luozhou Daily" and "Luozhou Evening News" spent two full days reporting on this matter. One day they reported on the Qingtian Education and Poverty Alleviation Foundation, and the other day they reported on Qingtian Communications.

"Mom, didn't you already know about this? The day before yesterday when we were not moving, Uncle Lin and Aunt Liu from your factory came to visit us. And haven't there been enough people at home in the past few days?" Fang Chen

He waved the newspaper in his hand and said helplessly.

The Uncle Lin and Aunt Liu he was talking about were his old neighbors and his mother's colleagues respectively. Their family members all worked at Qingtian Communications.

Now that they knew that their boss was actually Fang Chen, they hurriedly paid a visit. They didn't ask for anything, and they were very reserved. It seemed that Fang Chen's house was like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

The remaining people at home are all neighbors, as well as colleagues and classmates of Fang Aiguo and Liu Xiuying. The purpose? A small part of them are for apprenticeships.

After all, the factory is not doing well these days, and it is not recruiting many people. If you want your children to join the factory, the only option is to take up positions, that is, the parents will withdraw and let the children take over the parents' positions.

Now that Qingtian Communications has begun to recruit apprentices, it obviously has another channel, not to mention that they can still talk to Fang Aiguo and Liu Xiuying.

Fang Chen also saw some parents of his classmates among them.

There is nothing that can be done about this. When the child is older, but cannot study well and cannot go to college, it seems that the only two options left are becoming a soldier or working in a factory.

The other part, Fang Chen thinks, are just people who come to watch the fun, or even watch the monkey show, to see how Fang Chen became a billionaire, or to see if the billionaire has more eyes or more eyes.

ear.

However, most people came back disappointed. Apart from Fang Chen looking more handsome and having a more mature temperament, he didn't have anything weird growing on his body.

This is why Fang Chen wants to move quickly. If he doesn't move, his family may never have peace from now on.

"Isn't Mom happy?" Liu Xiuying's eyes narrowed as she smiled.

When Fang Chen confessed that day, she actually wasn't too touched, because the amount of more than one million dollars was already out of her mind.

But in the past few days, she finally felt what it was like to have a billionaire son.

No matter where I go, whether I know someone or not, there are always people saying hello, and they are very enthusiastic.

Some people would even start chatting with her inexplicably, saying beautiful and flattering words, praising her and her son for having a good birth.

As for speaking, there were countless pointings and whispers behind my back.

Now her whole body felt as if she had stepped on a pile of cotton.

However, you get tired of flattery after hearing too much, so today the two simply walked around the municipal party committee compound. The people here were better. Although they would praise her after they recognized her, they could tell that they were mostly just polite.

She finally realized that she shouldn't listen to too many good words, just like she couldn't eat too much of her intestines. She would always get tired of hearing too much.

"However, you and my dad should be careful when you go out in the future. I will ask Han Guang to arrange two bodyguards for you two. In this way, if you go out to play, go to a meeting of the Writers Association, etc., you will also have a driver. Anyway, at least

I guarantee that you two will be protected 24 hours a day." Fang Chen said seriously.

These years are not peaceful. It’s okay that he was not exposed before. Now that he has come to the forefront, it is time to face the safety issue of his parents. In case he encounters some desperadoes,

Money is still a trivial matter, but if you lose the vote, the problem will become bigger.

If something unexpected happened one day, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.

Just when Liu Xiuying was about to refuse, Fang Chen continued: "You see on TV that the big stars need bodyguards when they go out, so don't refuse."

Big star?

Liu Xiuying couldn't help but feel happy, but she still said stiffly: "I'm not a big star."

Although the words were said in this way, the arrogant meaning in them instantly jumped out on the page.

Looking at each other with his father, Fang Chen said with a smile: "What do you think is the difference between your current treatment and that of a big star?"

"Besides, I have always thought that you are as beautiful as a big star since I was a child, but you are not very lucky, otherwise I would have a big star mother." Fang Chen's flattery seemed to be free of charge, and he patted her over.

"You kid, why are you talking nonsense? If I were a big star, why would I marry your dad?" Liu Xiuying rolled her eyes at Fang Aiguo, and she couldn't hide the arrogance in her eyes.

Fang Aiguo couldn't help but laugh and said: "According to this meaning, I got the advantage."

"It's good to know." Liu Xiuying raised her neck proudly.

Fang Chen and Fang Aiguo laughed loudly.

After laughing for a while, Liu Xiuying went to the kitchen to cook proudly. As for the matter of not wanting bodyguards, she naturally didn't mention it anymore.

Fang Aiguo quietly gave Fang Chen a thumbs up, "You better know your mother."

Fang Chen smiled slightly, "It's not like you don't know that my mother can be easily persuaded as long as she scratches the itch."

"Bodyguard, your mother and I will accept it, but you should also pay attention to your own safety." Fang Aiguo warned.

He thought more than Liu Xiuying. He even thought about it two days ago. Although he could be regarded as a public figure before, the concept of a small writer and the parents of a billionaire are still two different concepts.

In order not to worry Fang Chen, he must be more careful about his own safety than before.

"Well, it's okay. I have asked the company's security department to arrange eight more bodyguards for me." Fang Chen said.

Now that he has completely come to the forefront, he naturally needs to strengthen his safety. He does not think that his life is harder than that of New Oriental's Yu Minhong. He can still be alive and kicking after taking an injection of the anesthetic given to an elephant.

wake up.

"But dad, thank you." Fang Chen said sincerely.

In fact, Liu Xiuying has never been too worried. After all, everyone knows what her mother is like, and she is very easy to coax.

But convincing Fang Aiguo was a difficult problem, but who knew that Fang Aiguo not only agreed, but also helped him out.

"What's there to thank you for? You are filial and care about the safety of me and your mother. I'm happy before it's too late. Why would you stop me? We don't talk about this between father and son." Fang Aiguo waved his hand and said.

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

However, at this time, a building in Pengcheng, Lingnan, covered with traces of time, pitted and somewhat dilapidated, was now the office location of Huawei.

Ren Zhengfei sat on a broken wooden chair and read the newspaper in front of him carefully.

Not long after, Guo Ping and a young man in his twenties with a green face walked in.

"Mr. Ren, I'm waiting for you to have a meeting here. The results are great. You can hide here and read the newspaper." Guo Ping joked.

The average age of Huawei employees is only half that of Ren Zhengfei, and most of them regard Ren Zhengfei as their elder, and they speak quite casually, even in a nonchalant manner.

It was precisely because of such deep feelings that Guo Ping and the others were able to refuse Fang Chen's high salary.

"This is not an ordinary newspaper. This newspaper was sent from Central Plains Province by someone specially sent by me." Ren Zhengfei raised his head and said seriously.

"Why do you want to send newspapers from Central Plains Province?" Guo Ping asked in surprise.

"Isn't Mr. Fang in the Central Plains Province? I asked my friend to help me pay attention to Mr. Fang to see if there was any big movement. As a result, a newspaper like this was sent today." Ren Zhengfei explained.

After saying this, Ren Zhengfei changed his tone and sighed: "Mr. Fang is always Mr. Fang. He makes a big move when he makes a move, which makes people admire him. Just take a look."

As soon as he heard that it was related to Fang Chen, Guo Ping immediately took the newspaper and was stunned when he saw the title.

Li Yinan, who was left on the side, blinked and looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression. Who was who and who was the person? As for what made Guo Ping and Mr. Ren so excited and sighing?

Especially Mr. Ren. In his eyes, Mr. Ren has always been calm and has the air of a general.

"Donating 10 million every year and recruiting 5,000 apprentices is indeed Mr. Fang's handiwork." Guo Ping said with a wry smile.

With the successful imitation of bh01, Huawei's profit margins and scale have skyrocketed. Huawei now has about a hundred employees, and its monthly sales can reach more than half a million, and it is still growing rapidly.

He actually feels proud of himself for being able to achieve this level.

However, compared with Fang Chen, he was thrown thousands of miles away in an instant. Now Huawei's annual sales are up to 10 million, but Fang Chen only donated so much money to poor students.
Chapter completed!