Chapter 477

"Three days, I guarantee the spots will be finalized in three days."

Jiang Hong, Jin Peng, and the others left with their guarantees, but Old Song lingered behind.

Li Ye glanced at Old Song and asked: "What's wrong, Old Song, do you still have something?"

Old Song first smiled, then his expression slowly became solemn.

He clasped his hands together, formed a ring with his arms, and bowed to Li Ye, performing a very old-fashioned traditional greeting.

"Top Scholar, great kindness needs no thanks. I, Old Song, have kept it in my heart."

"I told you long ago, I'm not a Top Scholar," Li Ye said with a smile, then asked: "Judging by your tone, has your great revenge been avenged?"

"Avenged,"

Old Song didn't hide it and said frankly: "Heaven has opened its eyes, and the Top Scholar is righteous, allowing me to fulfill this wish in this lifetime. I, Old Song, can die without regrets."

Li Ye said with disdain: "Why talk about dying? Isn't that bad luck? You're not even seventy this year, right? If you live a few more years, who knows when you might be able to help me out!"

"Hehehehe, that's true, that's true. Better to live a miserable life than a good death. I'm just saying it, who wouldn't want to live a few more days!"

The minds of these two groups of people were somewhat different. The men in their thirties were single-mindedly thinking about earning more money so their parents and brothers at home could live a good life.

I don't know how Old Song managed it, but he tricked him into his own training class. Although Old Song was running a holiday class and an amateur class, it wasn't a problem for Yu Yu Dongfang to come over, but Yu Yu Dongfang is Yu Yu Dongfang—is he the kind of person who is content to be under others?

Li Ye rode for a good half hour before getting from Zaojunmiao to the vicinity of the zoo.

Because of tuberculosis the year before last, Yu Yu Dongfang had to take a year off from school, so his classmates graduated last year, but he still had to come back to take classes for another year.

"Although that place is just a training class, the teachers are all university students who have drunk foreign ink; they have more knowledge than the principals of your middle schools. You must know how to respect your teachers."

After several rounds of rigorous selection and a review by his grandfather Li Li Zhongfa, Li Ye finally finalized the list of his first batch of "overseas dispatched personnel."

But those young lads were different. They didn't care at all about the "three or five times the salary"; they only cared about the flower-like world outside and whether it was really that wonderful and extravagant.

This is the same as it will be decades later: the husband works hard to save money to buy a car, but the primary user is always the wife.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, in the morning, Li Ye rode his bicycle toward the Beijing Zoo.

Old Song hunched his back and shrank his neck, baring his yellow teeth, and returned to his former oily and sleazy appearance.

Li Ye pushed open the courtyard gate and walked in, seeing the seventeen people who had been "carefully selected" standing in two neat horizontal rows, receiving instructions from the veteran Jiang Hong.

The personnel list was finalized, so the training had to start immediately. Old Song's training class was near the zoo, so these people were all arranged to go there for primary training.

Among these seventeen people, a small half were men in their thirties with families, and the rest were young lads in their early twenties full of vigor.

"When you get to the training class in a moment, behave yourselves! Don't bring your bad soldier habits into the classroom.

Otherwise, if you can't even recognize the twenty-six letters, won't you be completely blind when you get overseas?

You can't even tell the men's and women's restrooms apart; we can't afford to lose face abroad, okay?"

"I'll emphasize this again: you are all the tall ones picked out from among the short ones. Don't think you're something special. If you think you're something special, get out of here right now.

Li Ye followed his memory to a courtyard house and saw more than a dozen bicycles parked at the entrance. Before he even entered the gate, he heard someone inside giving instructions.

Anyone who saw him now would not believe that not long ago, this old thing had cold-bloodedly thrown someone into the sea to feed the fish.

Riding a bicycle in the middle of winter is an experience only those who do it know, but today his younger sister Fu Fu Yiruo had an appointment to go out and practice photography with Wen Wen Leyu, so she naturally occupied the Santana.

Besides, Li Ye also wanted to take a peek and see if Yu Yu Dongfang, who had been tricked by Old Song, would get Xingdongfang started ahead of schedule.

But whether they were middle-aged men or young kids, since they had been selected by Jiang Hong and Li Li Zhongfa, regardless of whether their abilities were strong or not, the first thing emphasized was "discipline." Facing Jiang Hong's instructions, not a single one of them was grinning.

"Did you all understand?"

"Understood."

"Alright, hurry up, go over in batches for class."

Seeing Li Ye enter, Jiang Hong ended his instructions.

And the moment the instructions ended, the group immediately rushed out of the courtyard. Their speed was very fast; in just over ten seconds, the bicycles at the entrance were all gone.

Li Ye was truly a bit impressed.

Because these people were clearly very excited and eager, but when the dozen or so people rushed out of the gate and rode their bicycles, there was no jostling, and certainly no situation of crowding at the gate to be first. Everything was very orderly.

"Not bad, truly not bad."

Li Ye couldn't help but praise them, because the phenomenon of "involution" among mainlanders overseas is famous. A team being "orderly" is more important than having ability.

But Jiang Hong seemed to have misunderstood Li Ye's meaning and said with a smile: "This house is indeed not bad. When Xiao Peng insisted on buying it, I thought it was too expensive, but a few days ago, some people from the south actually offered double the price to buy it!"

Li Ye curled his lips and said: "Double? Keep dreaming!"

Given Li Ye's influence, Jin Peng and the others hadn't stopped buying courtyards over the past few years. Although they weren't sweeping up everything regardless of quality, as long as there was a suitable courtyard, they definitely had to buy it.

Even Jiang Hong, under the encouragement of Jin Peng and the others, bought a small courtyard north of Ren Da, and it was getting hotter and hotter to hold onto now!

And the market conditions in 1985 were completely different from 1982. Not only had the prices risen, but there were also more buyers. However, there were only so many courtyards in good locations, and they would only become more sought after.

"I wasn't saying this house is not bad," Li Ye said with a smile, pointing in the direction the retired soldiers had left: "I was saying the people you, Uncle Hong, selected are not bad. They listen to commands and have discipline. As long as they are trained well, they will have great use in the future."

Jiang Hong shook his head and said: "What great use can people who guard the house have? Now everything is looking toward money. Only people like Xiao Peng and Tian Tian Hongshan have great use!"

Li Ye wanted to say a few more words to Jiang Hong, but considering the situation in the eighties, he didn't say it in the end.

People like Jiang Hong who had been soldiers and fought in wars hadn't realized their own importance yet.

A few decades later, the mainland would have several security companies over there with the black brothers, which would also be very awesome, okay!

After chatting with Jiang Hong for a while, Li Ye rode his bicycle to Old Song's training class.

Upon arriving at the scene, he realized that the current training class was no longer the training class of a year ago. There were six classrooms and two hundred students, divided into three majors: English, Japanese, and French.

Among them, English accounted for four classes. Looking at the age and teaching methods of the instructors, some seemed to be teachers working part-time, and others were part-time students like Yu Yu Minhong.

And when Li Ye saw one of the part-time students, he felt a sense of familiarity. After thinking carefully, he remembered it was He Xue from the Beijing Foreign Studies University.

Back then, as a member of the debate team, He Xue had a fierce debate with Li Ye at Jingda. At that time, Li Ye used "Pan Pan Jinlian" as an example and left the other side speechless, so Li Ye had an impression of her.

"Hi, Li Ye, why are you here?"

Li Ye suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He turned his head and saw Yu Yu Dongfang walking over with a full smile.

Li Ye smiled and said: "I have a few fellow villagers who came over for class, and I happened to be passing by today, so I came to take a look. I heard you're in charge of this area now?"

"What do you mean I'm in charge of this area! I'm just here to earn some tutoring fees. Li Ye, don't laugh at me, okay!"

"No, no," Li Ye said seriously: "Earning money through knowledge is not shameful at all. If anyone laughs at you, it's just a case of 'sour grapes'."

"Hahahahaha, brother, you really know how to talk."

Yu Yu Dongfang laughed heartily, then suddenly asked Li Ye: "Brother, you're fellow villagers with those dozen or so students from Dongshan, right? Do you know why they came to learn foreign languages collectively?"

Li Ye said uncertainly: "It should be because of business! They all belong to the sales staff of the Pengcheng Seventh Factory. The Pengcheng Seventh Factory has tens of millions of dollars in export orders every year.

The Fenghua brand clothing is reacting very well in Nanyang, Japan, and the Lighthouse, so the Pengcheng Seventh Factory should be looking to expand its overseas market. Naturally, it needs its own people who can speak foreign languages to go abroad and promote our products."

Yu Yu Dongfang's eyes flickered repeatedly. After Li Ye finished speaking, he immediately asked: "Then, brother, can you help me ask if the Pengcheng Seventh Factory is hiring employees like me who can speak foreign languages? I also know some market promotion techniques."

Li Ye was stunned and blurted out: "Then you're not running the foreign language training class anymore?"

Yu Yu Dongfang was also stunned for a moment, then said: "I'm just helping others manage these classes here, ten yuan a day, but I have to find a formal job eventually, right?

I can't be sure if I can stay at the school yet. Even if I can, instead of staying in the mainland and teaching for a lifetime, it's better to go out and see the world. It can also contribute to the development of mainland enterprises, right?"

The trajectory of history had once again shifted slightly.

In his previous life, Yu Yu Dongfang was probably busy trying to stay at the school to teach at this moment!

But Yu Yu Dongfang in this life still insisted on doing the same as his classmates: going out to see the vast world.

Yu Yu Dongfang's class was entirely going abroad; the mainland only left him as a lone seedling!

If he left, Xingdongfang would definitely be gone.

So Li Ye looked at Yu Yu Dongfang, who was eager to join his ranks, and didn't know whether he should recruit him or give him three silver dollars and send him away.

The deepest impression Li Ye had of Yu Yu Dongfang in his previous life was when he, as an investor, looked at the camera and said a ruthless line—If you make me lose money, I'm going to kill you.

Don't think this is a joke. Decades later, there were still lotus flowers being planted in the Huangpu River! Which of these big shots who climbed to the top of the pyramid wasn't a ruthless person?

So if he used him, would he bite his own hand?