In the end of April, the weather in Quannan can reach 30 degrees in the afternoon. The sun is very poisonous. When going out, Song Na brought a large woven sun hat, a long-sleeved sweatshirt and sports trousers to cover her arms and long legs tightly, and she did not give the sunshine an opportunity to take advantage of it.

It was hot and the clothes were thin. Even though the purple lapel sweatshirt was loose, it still held a significant curve on Song Na's chest, pushing Li Ning's trademark to the front.

The dark blue sports trousers cover the curve of the legs, but they cannot stop them from being slender and agile.

In college, many girls will experience a transformation.

After Song Na walked out of Qingzhao Mountain and got rid of the worries of tuition and living expenses, she also began to pay attention to her own dress.

Lu Dong, who was walking beside her, was also on the way.

A white short-sleeved shirt is tied into light blue casual pants, and a pair of black leather shoes, which looks a little old-fashioned.

But he is young, so he can look mature with such a look.

In society and business, immaturity can easily bring about many problems and troubles. Many problems that Lu Dong has encountered are not unrelated to his age and immature face.

Despite the protection in place, Song Na was born with a disadvantage and her skin color became slightly darker.

In contrast, the wind and frost brought by hard work are gradually fading away.

I am no longer exposed to the wind and sun as before. Even though my face is still dark, my skin is no longer rough, and the calluses on my hands are softening day by day.

However, when the two walked together, Lu Dong was still darker than Song Na.

After leaving the store, Lu Dong asked, "Did you bring your pen and notebook?"

Song Na pointed to her backpack: "Don't worry, I've brought it."

Lu Dong reached out to take the small backpack on her shoulder, carried it on her shoulder, and glanced at Song Na: "Your hair seems to be longer than before."

Song Na wanted to roll her eyes helplessly: "Didn't you see it? My hairstyle has changed."

Lu Dong smiled embarrassedly and quickly praised: "This hairstyle looks better than before. Let me think about it, what should I describe it..."

The two walked south side by side, Song Na was a little worried. What was the name Lu Kuisheng called first? Others may not know, but she knew very well that Lu Dong once joked that he deliberately kept Liu Kuisheng's big and middle-level score. Isn't this a four-girl?

Lu Dong's description seems to be very weak: "What are you calling a 28-point bob?"

"Hmm." Song Na responded.

There is no disappointment or surprise, so I can only say that it is Lu Dong.

The two walked through the intersection, Lu Dong racked his brains and finally remembered some of the words in martial arts that he had seen and pieced them together randomly: "This hairstyle is quite suitable for you, neat and capable, casual and free and easy, fresh and natural..."

When Song Na heard a word, she became a little deeper, and her smile was brighter than the sun above her head.

Lu Dong couldn't continue to speak because he was too exhausted.

Song Na grabbed Lu Dong's arm: "You can talk!"

Someone around him cast curious eyes, after all, the man is tall and strong, and the woman is heroic and beautiful.

Song Na is a conservative mountain village and subconsciously let go of her hands.

Lu Dong said again: "Heidan, I have heard that girls who dare to comb the bangs on their foreheads to reveal their foreheads are all very confident people."

Song Na looked at Lu Dong curiously while walking: "Why are you talking so well today?"

Lu Dong smiled: "If you think of it, say it."

Song Na's lips curled up, pursed her beautiful curve, and walked along the asphalt road in the provincial capital toward the teaching building.

Lu Dong remembered something: "Your store has been open for more than a month. How is the business? Have you calculated it?"

"It's calculated in one month." Song Na said simply: "It's much more than my parents who work hard in the village for a year."

She smiled: "My parents don't quarrel about going home to farm, they are more concerned about this shop than me."

Lu Dong said the truth: "Personal farming is not a good way out."

Not to mention that you have to pay public grain now, even if the agricultural tax is abolished, you can earn hundreds of yuan after working hard for a season.

Song Na said: "If you don't jump out of the mountains, your eyes will always be limited to the mountainside."

While talking, the two entered the teaching building, looked at the layout diagram, and quickly found a large staircase classroom on the second floor. They came early and there were many empty seats inside.

"Black egg, Dongzi!" Li Wenyue waved to the fifth and sixth rows of the podium: "Here."

Lu Dong and Song Na went over, and Li Wenyue used books to help them occupy two positions.

There are many people doing this, and it is normal for one person to help four or five people occupy seats.

Lu Dong sat down next to Li Wenyue, and Song Na sat down next to Lu Dong. She took the backpack from Lu Dong and took out two notebooks of the same style and different cover colors. She gave the dark brown one to Lu Dong and the light red one to her.

Li Wenyue looked closer and asked, "Black egg, don't have mine?"

Song Na took out an ordinary white notebook and gave it to him and joked: "This is the reward for helping you take up the seat."

Li Wenyue took it and muttered dissatisfiedly: "No cover, black egg, you can treat it differently."

Song Na smiled, but refused to respond.

As time goes by, the number of people in the stair classroom gradually increases, and there is a tendency to be full.

Li Wenyue said: "Professor Yang is very good. He is a big shot in the province who studies economics and enterprise management, even the Light Qi Group, the Heavy Truck Group, and the Luneng Group have invited him to give lectures and do medical treatment."

Lu Dong was curious and asked, "The first two companies are struggling?"

"Professor Yang made an opinion two years ago, but no one could listen." Li Wenyue obviously knew it specifically: "Professor Yang said that if you want to truly revitalize these two large state-owned enterprises, it is not possible to do anything."

Lu Dong roughly understood the meaning of this sentence, and Song Na continued, "I can't understand why... why so many public factories closed down like our Qingzhao?"

"This question is too profound." Li Wenyue smiled bitterly: "I can't explain it clearly for a while."

Lu Dong briefly said: "The system is rigid, heavy burden, and lack of competitive awareness. These are all shallow factors. No matter how deep it is, I don't know much about it."

"Isn't someone interested in the factory?" A classmate in front heard their conversation and replied: "The factory where my father works in had very good results the year before. He suffered losses last year and went bankrupt this year..."

Lu Dong said softly: "Be careful."

People in this era have never experienced the fact that eating buns can make people call the police if they give bad reviews. In addition, they are in college, so they have no scruples.

Lu Dong and the other two simply didn't say anything, as if this matter had nothing to do with us.

Fortunately, the class bell rang quickly and the staircase gradually became quiet.

The huge staircase classroom is not only full of people, but also people bring their own stools. Sitting in the corridor, Professor Yang's class seems to be particularly popular.

A short man in a half-old white shirt and about fifty years old entered the classroom.

He looked at it and seemed to be accustomed to this small scene. He picked up chalk and wrote five big words on the blackboard - Corporate Management and Survival!

Song Na touched Lu Dong with her arm, and Lu Dong turned her head to look at her, imitated her, picked up a ballpoint pen, and opened the notebook.

It feels very strange to return to class and be a student.

How long has it been since I took notes? Lu Dong thought about it carefully and couldn't remember it clearly.

Song Na whispered: "Don't get lost!"

Lu Dong came to his senses and began to ask Professor Yang to give a lecture. Professor Yang did not pay attention to classroom interaction, but he was a combination of theory and practical cases during lectures.

Special mention is the first listed company in Quannan in Qingqi Group.

This company, which focuses on industry, has not had technological innovation or market expansion in recent years, but has instead focused on the stock market and speculated on its own Qingqi stocks, and was fined 100 million yuan.

Misfortunes never come alone, Qingqi has a common relationship with the local government. Last year, Quannan Local Taxation seized 30,000 newly-off motorcycles from the Qingqi Group, offsetting the 80 million tax arrears.

Professor Yang bluntly stated that there was a big problem with the management of the Qingqi Group, and the board of directors was just a show and had become a one-man show. When decision-making errors were made, others dared not mention it or could not give any opinions.

If this continues, there will inevitably be big problems whether it is the Qingqi Group or the current leader.

Lu Dong thought carefully that the workers who used to be light cavalry blocked the pass and seemed to be leading the way in?

When a company’s decision makers have problems, the company often falls into trouble.

This understanding also made Lu Dong's idea of ​​enriching himself more firm.

Combining memory and listening to Professor Yang's lecture, it is not difficult to find that this person does have a few tricks.

It was a bit difficult for Lu Dong to sit here and do some work. Song Na kicked him from time to time and reminded him to be serious.

While Professor Yang was drinking water, Song Na whispered: "Why is such a big person like a first-grade elementary school student?"

Lu Dong smiled and listened with patience. He also took notes when he heard useful things.

From junior high school to high school, he has never listened to a class so seriously.

It can only be said that supervision is effective.

After class, there were too many people, and the three of them left without rushing, and waited patiently for the others to disperse.

Li Wenyue mentioned something: "I mentioned last time that the alumni gathering at our No. 1 Middle School in the university town, Yuan Jing and I contacted nearly twenty people, and everyone agreed to go back to school for a look during the May Day holiday."

"Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School?" Lu Dong asked.

"Yes." The Lu Dong, the one Li Wenyue had known before, had no good feelings for No. 1 Middle School, so he said: "The guy has been away for a while, so he wants to go back to his alma mater."

Song Na poked Lu Dong from behind and said, "Let's go together?"

Lu Dong thought for a while and there were people in charge of both stores and said, "Okay, let's go back and have a look together."

"When I see Guo Ying's son again, I catch him and take off his pants and parade the streets!" Song Na showed off her high school sports student's enthusiasm: "Can Guo Ying fire us?"
To be continued...