My Deep-sea Fishery

"Don't be reluctant to spend that few money. Qinglongwan is exactly when it needs to vigorously attract investment. The number of talents going out from the school is the most. Alumni who graduated from the same school are a natural bond of relationship. You can give you something good. Teachers, donate more money to your school, so that your alumni can see your strength, those who are capable and want to make money will naturally come to you, and then you can introduce Qinglongwan to them." Zhang Qichao said to Zhang Qicheng on the phone.

However, Xiang Yang was a little confused at hearing, "Donation?"

"Isn't it a school celebration? How did it become a donation?"

"How did your school contact you? When you were a school, you spent so much effort to invite so many of your alumni back. It really means gathering together for a meal and then going to the playground to watch a singing performance rehearsed by the students? Please? Going back, of course I want you who have made money to donate some money."

"I didn’t study much, I don’t have my alma mater, but President Li did. The year before last, he donated 3 million to the school when he went to attend the school celebration. Who do you see from his alumni don’t know him now? He has a lot of business now. It was his alumni who brought him into the industry, and the money was donated without losing money." Zhang Qicheng said.

"Is that so?" Xiang Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, but he had no other thoughts in his heart.

If there is really a donation process, Xiang Yang is willing to donate.

Not to invest in Qinglong Wanla.

Just for those poor schoolmates like Xiang Yang.

If the alma mater’s celebration really has the tradition of donating money, then Xiang Yang must have enjoyed other people’s funding.

Now that Xiangyang has developed, it is natural to continue to pass on this tradition.

As for what the donation money goes into the teacher's pocket, the students will not enjoy the benefits, etc., this will naturally be managed. Xiang Yang never gives up doing a really good thing because of possible guesses.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang suddenly had no intention of preparing gifts for the teachers. He carried two cigarettes and walked directly in the direction of Liancheng No.1 Middle School.

Liancheng is a county-level city. It is said to have a population of 800,000. In fact, most of these populations are distributed between towns and towns, or concentrated in various factories. The real urban population is not large, and it will only be ten thousand people. Come ten thousand.

Therefore, the whole lotus dust is not big.

It only took Xiangyang ten minutes to walk from the mall to the entrance of the County No. 1 Middle School.

County No. 1 Middle School is now on the edge of Lianchen. Outside the school gate, there is a wide provincial road that directly runs through the entire Liancheng.

On the opposite side of the provincial highway, there is a dilapidated factory that has been abandoned.

Xiang Yang walked slowly on the sidewalk inside the railing of the provincial road, looking at the familiar shops outside the school little by little.

There are bookstores, boutiques, stationery stores, as well as small shops and rice noodle shops.

For ten years, these shops haven't changed at all, just like yesterday. The only thing that has changed is that the shop owners are quite old.

Xiang Yang felt that he had really returned to his school days.

When he arrived at the school gate, the guard eldest brother stopped Xiang Yang. He looked at Xiang Yang and saw that Xiang Yang was dressed formally and had a clean haircut. After confirming that Xiang Yang was not one of those young people in society, he smiled and said: " Sir, are you an alumnus who are returning to school to participate in the school celebration? The school celebration is tomorrow, which year are you in? Who is the head teacher? Register and wait for my colleague to come back. I will send you to the hotel to arrange accommodation for you. ."

"I am in the forty-third class, class 487, and the head teacher is called Xun Junqing. Can I go in and meet my teacher now?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.

As soon as Xiang Yang said that it was the 43rd session of the door guard, his face suddenly became distressed. It has been less than ten years after graduation. Even if he graduated from university, he must have just started working. Such alumni donated money. Donated less than a hundred and tens of dollars, after eating and lodging, the school has to post a little money to them.

But since you are an alumnus, there is absolutely no possibility of rushing out when you come. As the saying goes, don’t bully the young and poor. People don’t have money now, but what about the next ten years?

Maybe someone will have money when they come back?

"The director Xun is indeed in the school. He just brought breakfast into the school for a short time, but I have to check his class schedule first to see if he will have classes. If there are classes, then I will definitely not be able to let you in. , If there is no class, I can call him and see if he lets you in." The doorman said.

"Well, it should be." Xiang Yang nodded with a smile.

The doorman brought Xiang Yang into the communication room.

The communication room is very simple, just a desk, three swivel chairs, two phones and a desktop computer on the desk.

The doorman checked on the computer, and then smiled at Xiang Yang and said, "Well, Director Xun has a class in the fourth quarter this morning. I will call him and see if he lets you in."

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows, and the guard eldest brother called Xun Junqing twice as Director Xun.

It seems that after so many years, Teacher Xun has also been promoted.

This was unexpected. When Xiang Yang went to school, Xun Junqing was the head teacher of the key class, and he had excellent teachers every year.

I just don’t know if it is the director of the grade group or the director of the teaching department~www.readwn.com~ Soon, the doorman finished the phone call and turned to look at Xiang Yang and said, "The director will ask you for your name."

"Xiang Yang."

"Well, you can go in. Director Xun is in the office in the middle of the fourth floor of the Wenfu Building, but the two cigarettes you hold in your hand should be temporarily placed in the communication room." The guard said.

"I brought this to my teacher." Xiang Yang said.

"I know, that's why I said it should be placed in the communication room temporarily. The school has a famous document stipulating that no faculty or staff is allowed to accept gifts, and no students or parents of students are allowed to give gifts. You are a student going out in a middle school. Now when I go back to No. 1 Middle School, will I abide by the rules of No. 1 Middle School?" The door guard laughed.

"I have graduated and there are no children in school. Go back to my alma mater to see if the teacher can bring some gifts to the teacher?" Xiang Yang asked in surprise.

"No." The guard eldest brother resolutely shook his head.

Xiang Yang had no choice but to give up, put the two cigarettes he was carrying on the desk of the reception room, and then walked into the school with his leg raised.

County No. 1 Middle School covers a large area of ​​more than 100 acres.

Entering the door is a large playground that integrates a running track and a football field.

To go to Wenfu Tower, you must first go through this big playground.

In addition to the dormitory building, County No. 1 Middle School has five buildings, namely Wenfu Building, Lifu Building, Comprehensive Building, Science and Education Building, and Vocational Education Building.

When Xiang Yang used to study, he was in the Wenfu building.

Walking along the road to the fourth floor of Wenfu Building, Xiang Yang walked through the familiar corridor and classroom, and finally walked to the door of the office in the middle of the corridor.

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