Even after the funeral, Chu's mother was still unable to shake off the grief of her mother's passing. She spent her days with a blank stare in her eyes, sitting on the doorstep, gazing at the horizon as if looking at something.

Chu Fang glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who shrugged, indicating her helplessness.

He sighed, then left home and went to the school in town.

Chu's father agreed to go to Shanghai, but he had not yet reached retirement age, so he had many things to take care of, which Chu Fang entrusted to handle.

Upon arriving at the school, teachers and students were holding a large assembly, and the principal was giving a speech from a high platform.

He had planned to talk to the principal after the meeting, but the principal spotted him immediately.

In front of everyone, the principal said loudly, "As you all know, our school's achievements today are inseparable from the help of one person, Chu Fang. Today, Chu Fang has come to the school, so let him say a few words to everyone."

Thousands of students' eyes fell on Chu Fang. He remained silent for a few seconds, then went up to the podium and, without any fear, began to speak eloquently.

The students below the stage stared at him with curiosity, surprise, envy, admiration...

With urbanization, many families have moved to cities, and in order to provide better education, rural schools have fallen into decline.

However, the education system in Chu Fang's small town is still thriving and attracting excellent students, all thanks to Chu Fang's help.

Over the years, Chu Fang has donated no less than 100 million yuan directly or indirectly to the school, and with that money, the school has flourished.

To express their gratitude, the school also erected a monument in Chu Fang's honor.

When Chu Fang heard this news, he was utterly speechless.

I'm not dead yet, why would I need a monument?

However, he did have some effect, and the students greatly admired him.

"Is he Chu Fang, the one the teacher always talks about?"

"The teacher said that Chu Fang was his most famous and proudest student."

"So handsome."

"I heard he's very rich."

“... ..."

Chu Fang stood on the podium and chatted for a few minutes, the gist of which was to encourage students to study hard and make progress every day.

Although he didn't study hard, that doesn't stop him from encouraging others.

After he finished speaking, the principal and Chu Fang went into the office. The principal poured a glass of warm water and asked, "Xiao Fang, I know about your grandmother's situation. Please accept my condolences."

"Much better." Chu Fang smiled. "Principal, I came here today to ask you for a favor."

"You said I would do anything to help, even go through fire and water," the principal said, patting his chest.

Nowadays, Chu Fang is a major financial backer of the school, so we can't be careless.

"I hope my dad will move to Shanghai," Chu Fang said, getting straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, the principal immediately understood: "That's right, Old Chu should go to Shanghai. After all, it's a big city with abundant resources, something our small town can never compare to."

"No problem, I'll take care of all the formalities. Or we could give Lao Chu a position, so he doesn't have to go to work and teach, he can just get a salary and have social security or something."

"No need." Chu Fang shook his head. "Just transfer the file to Shanghai, and I'll find him a teaching job."

"Old Chu is really something, he doesn't know how to enjoy life." The principal shook his head. "You're so rich, it's one thing if you don't enjoy life, but you still have to work."

"I want to enjoy life, but my son is always doing nothing. If he could achieve even a tenth of what you have, I would die happy now."

Chu Fang smiled but remained silent.

The principal naturally agreed to handle the subsequent procedures and processes, as it was a minor matter.

Chu Fang took out a check and handed it to the principal: "I hope the school can continue to operate and that more students can leave the school and leave the mountains."

The principal waved his hand and refused: "Xiao Fang, no need. You've already helped enough. It would be shameless for me to take it back."

These words are spoken from the heart.

"I hope that the children in our town will not have to go to school in the city, and that our education will be even better than that in the city."

"That will cost a lot of money."

Chu Fang handed the check to the principal: "I think this should be enough."

He then left the office directly.

The principal stared at his retreating figure for a few seconds, then scratched his bald head: "What do you mean?"

Then, he lowered his head and looked at the check, a string of numbers. He poked at each and every zero, counting them carefully.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, ten million, hundred million, billion, billion."

The principal's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground: "My God, a billion."

Having been a principal for so many years, he was quite knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had ever seen a check for one billion.

He was stunned.

It took him a long time to come to his senses. He hurriedly went to the town government. He dared not take such a large sum of money into his hands and wanted to discuss it with the government officials.

Upon arriving at the town government and seeing the check, the entire town government erupted in chaos.

This small town's annual GDP is less than 100 million yuan. Suddenly seeing a check for 1 billion yuan, how could it not panic?

"What should we do? Should we use it to develop the economy?"

The town mayor thought for a few seconds and shook his head; "Forget it, Chu Fang said it's for developing education, it's not good for us to misappropriate it."

After discussion, everyone decided to follow Chu's ideas and not interfere.

After everyone left, the town mayor stroked his chin and said, "What an impressive young man!"

He had thought Chu Fang was just rich, but he never expected the amount of money to be beyond his imagination.

A check for one billion dollars means that his net worth is at least tens of billions.

"Damn, that's amazing!" The town mayor cursed as he thought this.

... ...

Chu Fang could guess the school and town government's reaction, but he didn't care.

He's a pretty easygoing person; he can eat a 15-yuan fast food meal and also donate 1 billion yuan without hesitation.

He was very happy that his money could help the students.

Back home, Chu Fang told his mother about the move. He thought she would be happy, but to his surprise, she refused on the spot.

"No, I don't want to go to Shanghai." Chu's mother sat on the doorstep, shaking her head. "I don't want to."

"Mom, Dad is also going to Shanghai. Our family will reunite in Shanghai," Chu Fang said.

"Anyway, I don't want to go to Shanghai." Chu's mother gave the same answer as always.

"Why?" Chu Fang asked, puzzled. "Do you think you have any friends in Shanghai? I can play mahjong with you, and there are many old ladies playing mahjong in our villa. You're already quite familiar with them."

In recent years, Chu's mother has been going to Shanghai on weekends to visit her grandchildren and has also gotten to know the neighbors in the villa.

Thanks to her excellent social skills, Chu's mother had a great time with the old ladies.

Chu's mother was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head and said, "Dad once said something..."

“I died, and he made me sit at the door, and they came back to get me.”

"If I leave here, my parents will never find me."

Chu Fang felt a chill run down his spine.

He didn't know how to comfort his mother.