Su Mei’s US visa was approved, but his was never approved.
Perhaps because of his rural family, the visa officer always believed that he had the motive to come to the United States illegally.
Under humiliation, Cheng Dongqing began to find ways to make money.
That was 1992.
This was the first time KFC entered China. In an American uncle’s store, Cheng Dongqing got the chance to fleece the Americans for the first time.
Because he couldn't afford to rent a classroom, he brought his students to teach here.
His English classes were humorous and witty. He used the most down-to-earth methods to achieve the most interesting results, and a lot of people listened to him.
As the number of people continued to grow, finally... the KFC store could no longer accommodate them.
Then they moved to a new venue, an abandoned state-owned factory.
At night, there was a strong wind and heavy snow. There was no electricity. Cheng Dongqing held a simple small blackboard, and the students in the audience raised their flashlights.
In such a simple and harsh environment, with heavy snow all over the sky and a factory that was drafty on all sides, the sound of reading could be heard.
Every era is the worst era and the best era.
The 1990s was an era of unprecedented opportunities, an era of gold everywhere, and an era when countless people believed that knowledge could change their destiny.
Or, many years later, looking back from today's global perspective, that era can be called by historians the beginning of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.
It is also the beginning of the Chinese dream.
The scale of Cheng Dongqing's cram school is getting bigger and bigger, and Wang Yang also joins in.
They have as many as two thousand students.
Make a fortune every day.
Every time I collect tuition, it’s a thick stack.
The two of them rolled around in piles of money and gradually developed the style of successful people.
Wear a suit, fight the boss, and even buy a car.
And on the other side of the ocean...
Meng Xiaojun is still washing dishes.
After being harassed by the restaurant owner again, an old white lady quietly gave him a 20-dollar tip and said: Kid, you have a long future ahead of you, but as a restaurant owner, this is all you will be for the rest of your life.
Meng Xiaojun cried.
He finally felt the light of humanity described in books in the United States, but he did not expect it to be in this way.
It's really ironic.
He decided to hit himself in the face.
Return to China.
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