Yang Fei's speech continues.

He placed the computer with the screws removed on the podium in front of him.

Then, Yang Fei's fingertips faced each other, separated his fingertips, and formed the shape of a pyramid.

"The talent structure of the enterprise is in the shape of a pyramid. Beautiful Group has 100,000 employees..."

"Wow!"

When the audience heard this number, they burst into strong surprise and cheers.

Yang Fei smiled slightly and said, "Of these 100,000 people, there are only 10,000 managers, including the team leader and workshop director."

"In this ten thousand managers, there are only about 5,000 senior managers, including department heads and managers at all levels. In other words, there are only 10% of managers and 5% of senior managers in the enterprise."

"Walking up further, there are about a thousand decision-makers, accounting for only about one percent of the entire staff."

"And at the top of the pyramid are the bosses of each brand and the bosses of large factories. So far, the number of these people is no more than fifty people. This ratio is even lower."

"This level represents status, income, and quality of life. People at the boss level live in large villas of thousands of square meters, drive luxury cars starting from millions of dollars, and talk about business of hundreds of millions of dollars. His connections, social networks, and circles are all either rich or noble! And the workers at the bottom can only get a monthly salary of 500 yuan, and must stand during working hours every day, and bear high-intensity work pressure."

"I heard someone in the front row ask me, where am I standing? I tell you that I am standing at the top of the pyramid! I will be on the top of the top of the mountain and see all the mountains!"

The applause rang out, and it lasted for a long time.

Yang Fei looked ahead with a smile, and waited for the applause to stop, then said: "This is the case with the enterprise, and the talent structure of the entire society. Where can you stand in the future? It depends on how hard you work now! Please tell me loudly, do you want to stand at the top of the pyramid or struggle at the bottom?"

The audience burst into shouts: "Stand to the top of the pyramid!"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "It's great. But I have to pour cold water on you. It's useless to just shout slogans. Slogans cannot make you successful. You must study hard! Without a cold, where can the fragrance of plum blossoms come from? If you don't give more time and energy than others, why are you better than others?"

"Okay, I've said enough. If you continue, Principal Wang will scold me for advocating moneyism. I must explain that making money is not our purpose, but a by-product of our success."

"President Wang just now focused on introducing some small achievements I have made in business. I want to add here that I graduated from No. 1 Middle School, got admitted to Tsinghua University from here, and then got admitted to Harvard Business Graduate School from Tsinghua University!"

"Learn hard first, then think about other things!"

"The so-called gentleman is worried about the way and not the poor. As long as you succeed in your career, money, status, and everything will naturally follow you! This is the interpretation of the book with its own golden house and Yan Ruyu!"

"My speech is over. Thank you for listening to it for so long. The sun in mid-August is really a bit vicious! Finally, I will give you a poem I wrote myself. This poem is just to prove that in addition to making money, I actually have a high level of cultural level."

"Hahaha!" A kind-hearted understanding smile broke out from the audience.

Yang Fei recited loudly:

“At noon on August 18th,

The military training of a young man from No. 1 Middle School is difficult.

Running step by step,

There is no fear of the sea, sky and clouds.

The morning is up and the evening is not over.

He is heroic and sweating in rain.

Diligent, simple and determined to create heroes,

Riding the wind and waves and a lofty road.

Thank you everyone!”

"Okay!" Principal Wang took the lead in shouting.

There was endless applause in the dark playground.

Yang Fei's speech was surprisingly effective and had a great response among the students. The students remembered this amazing senior.

After the ceremony, Principal Wang held Yang Fei's hand and congratulated happily: "Yang Fei, you said so well. I asked someone to record the content of your speech. It should be posted on the school wall, bound into the school magazine, and sent to all teachers and students in the school to read and read!"

Yang Fei said in shame: "There are many teachers in the school with high-level skills. I am just half a bucket of water. Principal Wang, don't let me make a fool of myself."

Principal Wang said with a smile: "Yang Fei, from now on, I will invite you to give a speech every year, and you can't refuse."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "The principal has his life, Yang Fei will accept it."

Principal Wang laughed: "I feel that I have reached the peak of my life!"

Yang Fei went to visit his former class teacher, Mr. Wu Hanqing. Later, he thought of his English teacher Ouyang Xue, so he asked Wu Hanqing: "Which class is Mr. Ouyang teaching now?"

"Teacher Ouyang? Are you talking about Ouyang Xue? She has resigned long ago."

"Resigned? It's so good. Why did she quit? Others can't even get in if they want to be a teacher at No. 1 Middle School!"

Indeed, it is not possible for ordinary people to be a teacher in a prestigious school.

"I don't know either, it seems that something happened at home." Wu Hanqing was a little evasive.

Yang Fei did not go into it in depth and said goodbye.

Back to the Royal Garden, it was already twelve o'clock noon.

Yang Fei walked into the corridor and saw a familiar back standing at the elevator. When he approached, he said in surprise: "Teacher Ouyang? Why are you here?"

This person is Ouyang Xue.

"Yang Fei?" Ouyang Xue was surprised, and even Yang Fei, "Why are you here?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I have a house here. Teacher Ouyang, I went to No. 1 Middle School today. I haven't seen you for a few years. I still want to come to you. But Teacher Wu said you have resigned. Are you moving here to live?"

Ouyang Xue shook her head: "No, I have a student living here, I'm here to make up for her."

"Student? Where are you teaching now?"

"I opened a training class myself to teach English."

"Oh, this is also a way out, it's pretty good. Nowadays, parents are willing to spend money on their children."

The elevator came, and the two of them went in.

Yang Fei asked, "Teacher Ouyang, what floor do you go to? After the class is finished, come to my house to sit down."

Ouyang Xue talked about the floor.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "The student you mentioned on the same floor is not called Jiang Xiaojia, right?"

"Yes, it's Jiang Xiaojia, do you know him?"

"I know you so much! She is my neighbor and the spokesperson for my product."

"Yes, Jiang Xiaojia is a child star, I forgot about this. Why do you live here?"

"I bought this house six years ago. Now I come here to stay for a while now, mainly in the city center, which is convenient for everything. In addition, it also means quietness in the midst of the noise. It is quite comfortable to live alone for a while."

"Yang Fei, you have achieved great achievements, and the teacher is happy for you."

Yang Fei saw a very long scar on her neck. Although she tried her best to cover it with her hair, it was still faintly visible and very eye-catching, so he asked: "Teacher Ouyang, how did you get hurt? I remember you didn't have this scar before. During class, we boys loved to see your smooth neck!"

Ouyang Xue blushed, touching the scar with her hands, and said embarrassedly: "It's nothing."

Yang Fei said: "Is this a knife wound? Someone cut you down? Who is it? It's not your husband, right?"

Ouyang Xue shook her head and said, "It's not him... Forget it, let's not talk about it, the old past is here."
Chapter completed!