Chapter 13 Money begets money
Director Wen is an old Jianghu after all. He knew that Zhang Wei was here to fight the autumn wind, but he still remained calm, quickly organized his words, and said slowly: "In this year's college entrance examination Among them, Zhang Wei achieved an excellent score of 750 points. First of all, I would like to congratulate Zhang Wei.
Learning is an important cornerstone of everyone's growth, and excellent results are the reflection of learning results. Behind it is hard work and sweat. Zhang Wei’s success is not only an affirmation of personal efforts, but also an inspiration to other students in our city!
To commend Zhang Wei and set an example! To encourage other students to study hard and make more contributions to the development of the motherland in the future, our Municipal Education Bureau decided to give Zhang Wei a scholarship of RMB 300,000.
I also hope that Zhang Wei can continue his efforts and strive for success! Gaofeng, continue to strengthen your faith and make unremitting efforts to achieve more brilliant results in your future study and life! ”
"Bah, bang, bang, bang..." Principal Wang was the first to take the lead in applauding, and flattered him at the right time.
Being worthy of being a leader, he has a structure. In the blink of an eye, he organized a speech and turned it into a commendation meeting in an instant.
And the money given is the most. After all, Principal Wang gave him 200,000 yuan. If the education bureau gave him less than what the school gave him, he wouldn't be able to save his face.
Furthermore, just because I am the top scorer in the college entrance examination, I will not be able to apply for millions more in education funds next year. If you give out 300,000 yuan, you will definitely make a profit without losing money.
While Zhang Wei applauded, he began to calculate silently in his heart.
"Qingbei will give 200,000, No. 1 Middle School will also give 200,000, and the Education Bureau will give another 300,000, so that will be 700,000! It doesn't seem to be enough for me. It seems that I have to go to the stock market to make a fortune. !" Zhang Wei thought to himself.
After the applause, Director Wen asked: "Zhang Wei, the two deans of the admissions office of Tsinghua University and Peking University are all here for you this time. Have you thought about it? Should I apply for Tsinghua University or Peking University? It doesn’t matter if I haven’t decided yet. Anyway, there is still some time before applying, so you can think about it slowly.”
Director Wen really wants to keep the Qingbei duo for a longer time. In a few days, there are not many opportunities for education bureaus in prefecture-level cities to establish relationships with Qingbei, so they must make good use of them.
Zhang Wei said; "I read a report a few days ago, saying that last year our country spent 25.5 billion U.S. dollars on imported chips alone, and our country's annual surplus was only 300 million U.S. dollars. 100 million U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to more than 80% of the money earned being used to import chips.
So I hope that in the future, the Chinese can make their own chips and get rid of their dependence on foreign countries. I heard that in this field, The Department of Electronic Engineering at Tsinghua University is the best in the country. In order to fulfill my dream, I want to apply for Tsinghua University.”
Zhang Wei said, turned to look at Huang Anmin of Peking University, and said: "Director Huang, thank you very much for Peking University's love. Peking University is also my dream university. It's a pity that we are not destined to be together this time. I will definitely apply for Peking University next time!" "
"Next time? When we are admitted to Peking University, we will collect monthly tickets and reward them three times in a row?" Huang Anmin complained in his heart.
To make chips, you need to learn microelectronics knowledge, and Tsinghua University is indeed slightly better in this regard. Microelectronics at Tsinghua University started early and has been a national key discipline since 1980. In the future of China's chip industry, the School of Electronic Engineering of Tsinghua University can be said to support half of the country.
In contrast, the microelectronics discipline of Peking University was only established in 1994 and only rose rapidly after the establishment of the National Integrated Circuit Training Base in 2004.
So if you want to make chips, going to Tsinghua University is indeed a better choice. Zhang Wei gave this reason, and Huang Anmin could only accept it. Why is his own technology inferior to others in microelectronics?
Chen Guotai showed a winner's smile, and he immediately stepped forward and held Zhang Wei's hand: "On behalf of Tsinghua University, I welcome Zhang Wei!"
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Next During the past half month, Zhang Wei was very busy. Reporters from newspapers, TV stations, and magazines came to interview him one after another, asking the same questions over and over again.
This made Zhang Wei feel a bit at a loss. It was just that there was no advertising fee for the interview. The key was that this wave of traffic could not be monetized. After the people saw the interview, it was just a picture of fun, and then they forgot about it. If it were placed twenty years later, wouldn’t live broadcast be allowed to bring goods? Just based on this perfect score in the college entrance examination, you can just sell the book for three years to simulate the five-year college entrance examination, and shout "Nine yuan and nine dollars to link", and you are still selling like crazy!
At this time, Zhang Wei was still nostalgic for the era twenty years later when Internet celebrities were everywhere.
Fortunately, the 300,000 scholarship given by the Education Bureau and the 200,000 scholarship from the City No. 1 Middle School have been received. As for the 200,000 yuan from Tsingta University, it will not be released until the admission procedures are completed.
At that time, half a million was a huge sum of money, and one could buy an ordinary three-bedroom apartment in first-tier cities.
It’s just that this money is not in Zhang Wei’s hands. In that era when college students only had living expenses of two to three hundred dollars a month, how could ordinary working-class people let an eighteen-year-old boy with five hundred dollars in his pocket? A huge sum of 100,000?
Dad Zhang solemnly handed the bank card containing 500,000 yuan to Zhang’s mother’s hand, and at the same time told him: “I have saved all the 500,000 yuan scholarship in it, and the password is ours. Son's birthday
This money cannot be spent carelessly. It must be saved to buy a house for your son and marry him in the future. Then go to the bank, find one with a high interest rate, and transfer it to a regular deposit. "
Mother Zhang said: "If you stay in the capital after graduating from Weiwei University, wouldn't you have to find a wife in the capital? I heard that housing prices in Beijing are several times more expensive than here! Including decoration, home appliances, and banquets, half a million yuan is not necessarily enough. "
"Dad, Mom, it's still too early for me to get married! Besides, Tsinghua University said that I could directly study for a Ph.D., and it would be ten years before I graduate with my Ph.D. "
Zhang Wei next to him said with a smile, but he secretly glanced at the bank card and secretly remembered the style of the bank card.
Zhang Wei has this money. You can't really let your parents save your own plans
What's more, the next ten years will be the fastest ten years for China's economic development and the fastest ten years for currency depreciation. Putting money in the bank will not beat inflation at all.
Now, the five hundred thousand can still buy an ordinary two-bedroom apartment in the capital, and ten years later it will also buy a toilet.
That afternoon, while his parents went to work, Zhang Wei secretly found the bank card, then took his ID card and went straight to the securities company.
At the counter, Zhang Wei handed over his ID card directly: "I want to open an account!"
"Okay, sir, please fill out the form." The salesman said and took the ID. certificate.
"In 1985? Just turned eighteen? Buying stocks at such a young age?"
Thinking of this, the salesman kindly reminded: "Stocks are not deposits, they are risky. If you buy stocks, the stock price If it goes down, you will lose money."
"I understand." Zhang Wei smiled bitterly.
“Do I know that stocks will lose money? I bought the CATL in my last life, and I still haven’t gotten out of the trap until the day I die!”
Are there any big guys who share the same problem and have also been trapped? Give sympathy votes to those who pass the customs!
(End of this chapter)