The twelve volumes of the Occupational Rankings, each of which has my name on it

The teacher said that the teacher was very busy, but the teacher was very busy.

"Principal, when I came out the day before yesterday, I called you and asked about the financial aid and recommendation. You didn't say that at the time."

In the fifth class of senior high school, the principal sat at a table in front of Song Gua with a flattering smile on his face.

Surrounded by classmates from the fifth class, and outside the door and window were other classmates.

There were crowds of people.

Talking about financial aid in such an occasion, the principal felt a little uneasy.

"The day before yesterday... the day before yesterday, I actually wanted to explain to you, but you didn't listen carefully."

"You explain, I'll listen now."

"The Zhao family thinks that our school should support Ma Feng, who has an S-level career..."

"Do whatever the Zhao family asks you to do? I remember that our school is a municipal school, not a private school of the Zhao family?"

"This... but what the Zhao family said is not wrong. The number of recommended places and funding are all considered based on comprehensive growth and career level. This is a clear regulation, and every school does this."

"In that case, why did you change your mind today, principal?"

The principal wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In fact, the principal is not worried that Song Gua will be poached by other schools.

For this rate of admission, neither public schools nor private schools will do that.

What the principal is afraid of is that now that Song Gua is so famous, the Ministry of Education will definitely have leaders come to inspect.

At that time, the higher-ups will find that the few benefits of No. 5 Middle School are not on Song Gua, but on Ma Feng.

The principal will not be able to explain to the higher-ups at that time.

After all, considering the growth aspect, it is reasonable for Song Gua to get the recommendation quota and the top funding.

Moreover, Song Gua's style is not something that Ma Feng can touch.

In addition, Ma Feng is close to the Zhao family now, and it is easy for his superiors to think of some kind of power-for-money transaction.

By then, I am afraid that his position will not be stable.

"Student Song Gua, as long as you are willing to re-sign a funding contract with the school, I am personally willing to pay another sponsorship fee to support you until the end of your high school studies. What do you think?"

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.

In Song Gua, it takes only three days instead of thirty years.

Poor in literature and rich in martial arts.

It is very expensive to grow into a powerful professional.

Equipment, skills, resources, everything costs money.

If it all depends on drops, it is equivalent to the leopard head in the game, which is used to provide gaming experience for krypton gold bosses.

Although Song Gua can get the rarest drops with his clone ability, the talent of the bonder, and the strength of the three major professions, he is no worse than the krypton gold boss.

But the problem is that he has a big family and a big business.

So many clones need resources.

Although the principal did something very unkind before and his face was ugly.

But now he wants to give money to himself, there is no reason to refuse.

However, people should pay a small price for their wrong decisions.

Song Gua came forward and whispered: "I don't know how much your personal sponsorship fee is, Mr. Principal?"

The principal gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger.

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you, but I'm not interested in the recommendation quota."

"You think it's too little? Song Gua, my position..." The principal looked at the students around him and lowered his voice, "The benefits are limited..."

"No, I mean, I really don't need the recommendation quota, I want a discount."

"Discount, discount? How do you discount this thing?"

"I'll teach you."

Song Gua whispered a few words.

One day later.

The principal's office.

"Principal! That's not what you told me before!"

Ma Feng slapped the principal's desk, and cracks appeared on it.

Ma Feng is level 7.

He worked hard outside to level up, and suddenly received a call from the principal, saying that his recommendation quota and funding were now all transferred to Song Gua.

He was so angry.

He quickly returned with the return scroll and had a good talk with the principal.

"Student Ma Feng, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious. Sit down and listen to me."

"Principal! You have to follow the contract! I have signed the contract!"

The principal sighed.

"Contract? This thing is just for outsiders to see. In actual operation, it has no effect."

"But Song Gua is a labor reform prisoner. How can he be given a recommendation quota and a maximum subsidy?"

"It is labor education. In our city, this is not considered a criminal record. It is really a trivial matter."

"Principal, are you going to break your promise?"

"Student Ma Feng, the school values ​​you very much and has been trying its best to get benefits for you.

But you know the situation. Song Gua broke two dungeon records by himself. People all over the world can see his name on the leaderboard now.

Under pressure from superiors, the benefits had to be transferred to Song Gua.

However, I tried my best and still earned an opportunity for you."

Ma Feng sat down and asked curiously, "What opportunity?"

"I can't give you funding. You know Song Gua's family situation. If I don't give him funding, the media will definitely write nonsense, but the admission quota is still yours!"

Ma Feng's mouth finally rose.

"I knew that the school was still very discerning! I don't need money, but the admission quota must be given to me! I want to use this only quota to prove that I am the most promising person in No. 5 Middle School!"

"But... it hasn't been decided yet."

"What's wrong?"

"I have to... make some arrangements with the higher-ups."

As he said, the principal rubbed his fingers.

Ma Feng immediately understood.

"I understand, Principal, tell me, how much do you want?"

Half a day later.

Yunshan City Level 10 Training Area.

"Master Can! You have to help me!"

Zhao Can was leveling up, Ma Feng ran over, hugged his thighs and started wailing.

"You've been crying for a long time, and you didn't say anything!"

Ma Feng quickly got up and explained in a gibberish.

"How much?! Five million?!"

Ma Feng sighed: "Yes, you know, my family is just an ordinary middle-class family. We can't even get the money out after selling the house. Only you can help me."

"Five million is not a small amount for me... I said, you are an S-level profession, why do you need a recommendation quota? You can't just take the exam for a famous school in the Huaxia Administrative Region?"

"No, Master Can, you don't understand.

The school has officially announced the recommendation quota for me two days ago. Now it suddenly changes people. Isn't this a slap in my face?

Who doesn't know now that I, Ma Feng, have joined Master Can?

Is this a slap in my face? It's obviously you!

Song Gua tried every means to get the recommendation quota back just to humiliate you!"

When Zhao Can heard it, he felt that it was true, but not much.

"Old Wang wanted to attack Song Gua before, but he got caught.

Song Gua, this kid, may have suspected me and thought that I instructed Old Wang to do this, so he embarrassed me at the entrance of the dungeon.

Now he wants to take away your things, which is a warning to others."

Zhao Can's enterprise-level understanding made Ma Feng's eyes light up and he nodded like pounding garlic.

"That's right, Master Can!"

"Hmph, an orphan with no power, no influence, and no background wants to show me his colors? Who does he think he is! He wants a recommendation quota, but I won't let him get his wish!"

Another day passed.

Principal's office.

Song Gua looked at the SMS and was very satisfied.

"Principal, don't worry, if the superiors come to inspect, I will say that I choose to give the recommendation quota to students who need it more, and I choose to pass the exam myself.

And you, the principal, have persuaded me to accept the quota in this process and have put in a lot of effort."

The principal is grateful.

"This is the best win-win situation."

It was night.

Monkey Brother, Blood Brother, and Fire Brother went out again to punish evil and promote good.

Through the feedback from Blood Brother, Song Gua reached level 12, and Blood Brother himself reached level 13.

This guy is more efficient than leveling up and brushing dungeons.

Song Gua's house was now full of clones.

"Tonight, we are going to have a big operation and buy 200 copies of the "Self-Destruction" skill book!"