C16 A Good Horse Doesn't Eat Grass to Turn Back

In recent years, with the help of the deep reformation of the east wind, Daan County had developed very quickly and paid a lot of attention to environmental protection. The geography and hygiene on both sides of the Yellow River had been improving day by day.

It turned out that the large plots of farmland on the south side of the Yellow River had been reclaimed and developed one after another. Many high-rise buildings and a large leisure entertainment square had been built. For this, the economic center had unknowingly shifted from the narrow old city area to the new city area.

The year before, Daan County had proposed the idea of building Yellow River Elegant Way and had already started implementing it. On the south bank of the Yellow River, a wide and clean riverside road was built on the county's side. Many plants and trees were planted, and under the setting sun, it looked very quiet and elegant.

After walking along the cool river bank for a while, Fan Wenbin only cared about the scenery of the Yellow River. Without saying a word, Zhou Boyi could not help but ask, "Director Fan, what are you thinking about? It seems to be serious, as if someone has not returned the money that they owe you. " As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled slightly.

Fan Wenbin stood still. He glanced at the other party, then stared intently at the river flowing slowly under the sunlight. After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I was thinking about the scene thirty years ago, in September 1982, when the son of a peasant, who was born and raised, took a large pile of luggage and crossed the river on a wooden boat. "

Then, he said emotionally, "That was the first time he left his hometown in the countryside, Fan Du. He wanted to go to the city to study. Looking at the surging Yellow River in front of him, he didn't know where his fate would be in the future. "

After listening to Sixth Uncle Fan Youcai's advice, Fan Wenbin's mind was completely focused on learning. After graduating from junior high school, he entered Da An No. 1 High School with excellent results, and then studied diligently for three years in this ancient county until he entered Wu Han University.

However, the scene of the first time he left his hometown to study in the city had always been engraved in his mind. Now, looking at the surging Yellow River, the scene from thirty years ago once again appeared very clearly in front of his eyes. He could not help but feel emotional in his heart.

Zhou Boyi also looked at the surging Yellow River and said thoughtfully, "That young man is not a simple person. "

Then, he said in a praising tone, "He crossed the Yellow River and walked towards an even wider world. After learning something, he returned to his hometown. Now, he succeeded, becoming the pride of the people of the Great Safety County.

He had worked in the bank for more than 20 years, and he had come into contact with countless people. He had seen many big and small bosses, but people with excellent qualities like Fan Wenbin were extremely rare, and there were really not many of them.

In the past, when he was studying in university, he felt that his boyfriend, Wu Chaohai, was very outstanding and amazing. After graduating from university, he ignored the strong opposition from his parents. He resolutely left his hometown, Jiangsu Yangzhou, and followed Wu Chao to Daan County, which was by the Yellow River, and married himself in a daze.

But five years ago, because of various reasons, including some reasons that he couldn't say out loud, he had no choice but to divorce.

At this moment, seeing that Zhou Boyi had raised him very high and had actually become the pride of the people of the Great Safety County, Fan Wenbin smiled faintly and said disapprovingly, "Executive Zhou, you only saw the beauty of the flowers when they bloomed, and did not see the sadness when they were ravaged by the wind, snow, and rain. Only I know in my heart whether I succeed, whether I'm proud or not.

When he said this, he couldn't help but think of his past. In the early 90s, after graduating from Wu Han University, the organization was assigned to work at the Da An County Statistics Bureau.

At that time, all graduating high school students were allocated by the organization. They didn't have to worry about it at all, unlike now, where they had to find their own way out after graduation.

In the Statistics Bureau, after only two months of classes, a small matter that completely changed their fate occurred. Now that he thought about it, Fan Wenbin felt that it was very funny. He blamed himself for being too young and rash at that time.

That morning, he had just gone to work. The Deputy Director of the Statistics Bureau, his superior, Luo Weizhong, walked into the office with a dark face and threw a report on the table fiercely.

Then, he cut his head off and asked sternly, "Fan, what happened to your report yesterday? You lost a few very important data, and I was scolded by my superior just now. "

At that time, for some unknown reason, when he heard these indistinguishable and overbearing words, Fan Wenbin's anger immediately soared, and he also refuted with a stern voice. "What do you think is going on? I won't do it, you can do it.

As he spoke, his eyes widened as he stared at Luo Weizhong's black face. After a moment, he suddenly had the courage to throw the report on Luo Weizhong's face.

After that, his eyes emitted sparks of fury as he hatefully stared at his superior. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm here to work, not to be your grandson with the surname Luo. "

After he finished speaking, he glared at his superior one last time. Raising his head, he strode out of the office and never came back.

Although after the incident happened, the highest leader of the unit called to advise him not to lose his iron rice bowl because of this small matter, Fan Wenbin had a death wish. A good horse doesn't eat grass to turn back. He will never return to the unit again.

After the Bureau of Statistics resigned, it was in the fiery era when everyone went into the sea to do business. Without any hesitation, Fan Wenbin boarded the train to the south and went to the heaven in his heart, Shenzhen.

At that time, all the people in the country who craved to start their businesses and make money saw Shenzhen as their ideal heaven. Of course, Shenzhen was also a hell that some losers would never forget.

With the graduation certificate of famous Wuhan University and the practical ability to design computer software, Fan Wenbin did not have to worry about finding a good job. In a few days He joined a newly established high-tech company called "Phantom" to do software development.

Not long after, he became the sales manager and transferred to all parts of the country to expand the market. Soon, he became a capable subordinate of the company's boss, Chen Zhijie, and gained his trust.

After three years of hard work and hard work, when the company gradually set foot on the fast lane, Fan Wenbin felt that his wings had hardened, and he had a strong desire to be the boss of the company. Moreover, this desire was becoming more and more intense, like an explosive flood, and the momentum was unstoppable.

Hence, on a night filled with wine and wine, he specially invited Chen Zhijie to a very exquisite bar with northeastern flavors, and drank a farewell wine.

This bar was opened by a little girl from the northeastern region. It was filled with a youthful vigor from both inside and outside. Because he knew that Chen Zhijie was also from the Northeast.

In the midst of drinking, Chen Zhijie looked at him and said in a forthright tone that was unique to northeastern people: "Brother, you have indeed made a great contribution to Phantom Company in the past few years. "

Then, he sighed and said with slight regret: "Today, you are leaving. Speak the truth. Brother, I. . . Indeed, I can't bear to see you leave, brother.

Fan Wenbin smiled slightly, understanding that Chen Zhijie was speaking the truth. Back then, Phantom Company had just been established, and it lacked funds. It was one aspect, and more importantly, it lacked technical and practical talents. Especially the lack of high-end research and development talents like Fan Wenbin. He had solid theoretical knowledge and excellent combat ability.

Hence, Chen Zhijie handed many important design tasks to Fan Wenbin, and Fan Wenbin did not disappoint the crowd. Every design that he did made the customers very satisfied, and he was full of praise.

With the passage of time, in the same industry, Phantom Company not only made a bloody path, but also made a name for themselves. Moreover, their reputation was getting more and more famous, and they became a dark horse in the industry.

"Brother, no matter where you go in the future, you have to remember your brother and Phantom. If you don't get along well in the outside world, you can come and find me at any time. "

Chen Zhijie picked up a cup of wine, and touched Fan Wenbin's wine cup. He said very straightforwardly, "You and me, brothers, no matter now or in the future, will always be brothers. "