genius creator

Chapter 117
The next morning, Wang Zhi appeared in the lobby of Rongcheng Bank with a satchel on his back, a blue shirt and black trousers.

In the hall, there were many customers who came to handle business. Wang Zhigang entered the hall, and a tall female worker in business attire stepped forward and asked politely: "Sir, may I help you?" Is it yours?"

Wang Zhi smiled and asked, "Excuse me, is President Liang here?"

The staff member's eyes lit up, and he said in a melodious voice, "Then you are Mr. Wang."

Wang Zhi was taken aback, nodded quickly and said, "It's me, I made an appointment with President Liang."

The staff member nodded his head and said, "President Liang told me earlier, please come inside." The staff member stretched out his hand and led the way ahead.

Follow the staff to the second floor, and after bypassing a hallway, you will find the president's office.

"Mr. Wang, just go in directly." The staff member stood at the door and said,
Wang Zhi nodded, and after simply thanking him, he unscrewed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of coffee permeated the whole room. In the spacious room, in front of a three-meter-wide mahogany desk, a man in a white shirt and blue tie was seriously approving File, saw the person entering the door raised his head and stood up slowly.

"Excuse me. Are you President Liang?" Wang Zhi was a little uncertain and asked.
"I'm Liang Haishan, are you reporter Wang?" Liang Haishan asked,

Wang Zhi quickly nodded his head and said, "It's me, this is my business card." After speaking, Wang Zhi handed over the business card he had prepared in advance, and Liang Haishan quickly got up and took it with both hands, looking at the business card in his hand , nodded and said: "Yes, I finally found you."

Liang Haishan led Wang Zhi to the meeting room on the other side, impatiently Daoming the purpose of this meeting.

"Mr. Wang, I'll cut to the chase. I'm also a football lover. I've always wanted to make some contributions to the football cause in my hometown. But in recent years, Chinese football has been in a downturn. Even if I have the heart, I can't help it This strength, but when I saw that kid Yang Luo, I seemed to see the hope of Chinese football."

After Wang Zhi listened to it, his eyes lit up. How many times he had approached editor-in-chief Zhang Yue and talked about Yang Luo to him, but the editor-in-chief dismissed him at all and had no interest in Yang Luo at all. This made Wang Zhi It is absolutely puzzling, but now the high-ranking president in front of him actually has the same opinion as himself, which makes Wang Zhi very excited.

"Great, finally someone agrees with me." After Wang Zhi finished speaking, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said quickly: "This child Yang Luo has a certain quality in his body. He looks very gentle, but he contains an astonishing power. You I didn't see his shots, it was a stroke of magic."

Liang Haishan nodded, and he also felt from Wang Zhi, the affirmation of Yang Luo's eagerness to succeed, he further asked: "Then based on your experience, if we help him, he will have a chance to succeed ?"

Wang Zhi has thought about this question countless times, "Based on my many years of experience, I dare not say anything else. As far as China is concerned, his fortune is immeasurable."

Liang Haishan waited for this sentence, clapped his hands suddenly, and shouted: "Waiting is this sentence. Since it is a good seedling, how can we have the heart to ruin it? In this way, I decided to help him. You are an expert in this field." , any good suggestions?"

Wang Zhi considered this issue last night, so he raised his opinion. "After the release of this interview, to be honest, the response was very mediocre. The main reason is that few people buy physical weekly magazines like ours now. I still advocate the Internet. As long as there are channels, spreading the net is not afraid that it will not be popular."

"Snapped"

"Well, then I will trouble Mr. Wang with something." Liang Haishan said.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhi asked.

"Just use your manuscript, help me print 1 copies, and I will distribute it for free. In addition, I will arrange manpower to publish the electronic version of the interview subject matter on the Internet. At the same time, I will contact the local media in the form of a love fund to appeal. I don’t believe that after such a toss, the child can still afford it, by the way, I will bear all the expenses.”

Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment, 1 printed copies, this is the circulation of the magazine in two months, if the editor-in-chief knew how he would react.

After leaving the bank, Wang Zhi suppressed his excitement and ran all the way to a quiet place, picked up the phone and called the editor-in-chief.

"Hey, leader, I have something to tell you, don't get excited."

When Zhang Yue was sitting in the office and was worrying about the poor business performance, his cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Wang Zhi's call, he answered it unceremoniously. As soon as he heard Wang Zhi's voice, Zhang Yue frowned. He frowned and shouted: "Did you find any weird characters again? Let me tell you, if you give me elementary school students and high school students again, you should stop doing it. What, 1 printed copies, fool you, keep fooling me, if If you can get such a big order, the position of editor-in-chief will be given to you, what, you say the president of Rongcheng Bank..."

One day later, all 15 copies of printed copies were printed. Seeing the extra [-] yuan in the account, Zhang Yue was stunned. He really didn't expect that Wang Zhi would actually bring such a large order. Zhi was still standing in front of him, waiting for the editor-in-chief's confirmation, but with Zhang Yue's deflated face, Wang Zhi knew about it.

"Leader, the [-] printed copies are still in the car, whether to unload them or not."

When Zhang Yue heard this, he quickly stood up, waved his hand, and shouted: "Comrades, unload the cargo."

On the other hand, Liang Haishan, the president of Rongcheng Bank, brought several high-level officials and a group of local reporters to the gate of Rongcheng University. Principal Luo, who had already heard the news, went out to greet him personally. He watched Liang Haishan bring such a large group of people , My heart suddenly became excited.

The school has never had such a big battle. If Yang Luo is really popular, it will be a living sign of the school. Then the face of the principal himself is also bright, and he may be rewarded by the provincial leaders. Thinking of this, Principal Luo After tidying up his clothes, he quickly took people up to greet him.

As soon as they met, the two shook hands heavily. Principal Luo looked at President Liang with gratitude, and said excitedly: "Thank you President Liang for your care for our school's teachers and students. We will work harder to repay the love of the society."

President Liang nodded and said meaningfully: "It is the mission of our financial people to help the poor, and it should be done."

"Papa papa" flashes continued to sound, and a group of reporters also swarmed up.

"Hello, Principal Luo. I am a reporter from Rongcheng Times. My name is Zhang Heng. What do you want to say about the love fund activity organized by Rongcheng Bank?"

Principal Luo raised his head with a grateful expression on his face, "Thank you, thank you."

"Principal Luo, I heard that this love fund is helping a student from a very poor family in our school. Is this true?"

Principal Luo didn't hesitate at all about this matter. "Of course, our school learned about the situation before and arranged for teachers to visit. After confirming the truth, the school even organized a donation. It's absolutely true."

"Then, where is the rescued student now? Can we meet?"

"It's class time now, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to go now," Principal Luo said.

"It's okay, we just take pictures at random, and it won't affect the students."

In order to cooperate with the relief activities of the Love Fund, the school did not greet Yang Luo in advance, in order to restore the truth.

In class, since the self-study class was very quiet, Yang Luo read the book boredly, and Zhang Xiao beside him looked at the phone, then hurriedly moved his head over and said, "Yang Luo, I found out about that Yang Zhen. "

Yang Luo turned his head and asked curiously, "How should I say it?"

Zhang Xiao said while looking at the phone: "My classmate in junior high school has been in Yucai, and he said that Yang Zhen is currently a student of Yucai."

Yang Luo frowned immediately after hearing this, "He also went to Yucai? What a coincidence."

Zhang Xiao knew what he meant by coincidence. After Yu Tao and Hou Deming were expelled, they also went to Yucai. Now Yang Zhen has also passed away. It seems that Yang Luo's enemies are all concentrated in one school.

"I'm still wondering, logically speaking, Tianlong High School is considered a good school, why did you change schools?" Zhang Xiao also said with a confused face.

"Then ask again." Yang Luo urged.

"I asked, I asked, aren't you waiting for someone to get back to me?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiao's cell phone vibrated, "Here we come," Zhang Xiao lowered his head after reading, then raised his head and said, "No wonder , saying that Yang Zhen was expelled from his original school team, so he transferred to Yucai."

Only then did Yang Luo suddenly realize that during the Campus Cup, Yang Zhen violated the rules by touching himself because of Nie Long’s broken wrist, and then Yang Zhen was sent home. Jean participated, and it turned out to be permanently expelled from the school team.

If this is the case, it is not difficult for Yang Luo to understand why this guy brought his father to his house to make trouble, and why this guy has been at odds with him.

Just being expelled from the school team, and not being expelled from the school, is it necessary to transfer to another school? Yang Luo doesn't understand.

Zhang Xiao on the side kept recalling the scene that happened in the billiard tribe that day, and he was so excited, "Yang Luo, your kick was so handsome that day, you kicked Yang Zhen on the ground directly, that kid didn't even fart. Dare to let it go, it’s really cool.”

Zhang Xiao, who became more and more excited as he thought about it, whispered to Yang Luo: "Yang Luo, and Yu Tao and Hou Deming, those who kicked are also very handsome, teach me too, and I will kick others in the future, right? This way" said, Zhang Xiao threw his body out and kicked towards the aisle.

Yang Luo looked at it and said, "You don't have enough strength, and you have to press the back of your foot down, so that's hard enough."

Zhang Xiao nodded after listening, and muttered, "Press the back of the foot, press the back of the foot." After speaking, he saw Zhang Xiao stand up directly, and kicked a few times towards the aisle next to him, kicking back and forth. While shouting: "Yu Tao, I will kick you to death, I will kick you to death."

At this time, Principal Luo had already led a group of people to the door of Yang Luo's class. He originally planned to take a picture of Yang Luo studying in the classroom, but who knew that Zhang Xiao was dancing there, cursing, and Principal Luo His face suddenly darkened.

Even the reporters next to him laughed awkwardly.

If this episode is broadcast, it is estimated that the reputation of the century-old school will be completely ruined by Zhang Xiao.

"Ahem, that little teacher Liu."

Teacher Xiao Liu next to him is the homeroom teacher of Grade [-]. She is usually short-tempered and always wanted to show it in front of the leader. This time she finally had the chance to show it. She rushed in and shouted at Zhang Xiao: " Zhang Xiao, what do you want to do." After finishing speaking, he stepped on his high-heeled shoes and scratched Zhang Xiao's face: "You crazy boy, I will let you make trouble, I will let you make trouble."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Principal Luo's face darkened even more...

(End of this chapter)