Chapter 496 This matter must be made big
Does Lin Weimin have money?
If you ask around in Yanjing City, everyone knows that Lin Weimin is rich!
Not only the people of Yanjing, but also the domestic literary circles and the general public know that Lin Weimin is rich.
From "Lin's one million" to "Lin's tens of millions", how much money Lin Weimin has has always been one of the most talked-about topics among the people of Yanjing after dinner.
There are two things about him that are best known to the general public in Yanjing.
One is his car, the first imported Mercedes-Benz with a Yanjing license plate. The price of Mercedes-Benz is no secret in China. In the mid-1980s, it took a lot of money to buy a Mercedes-Benz for more than one million yuan!
Another is his reputation as an unrestrained collector. When he went to the Yenching Art Shop, various cultural relics shops, and trust shops to buy antique paintings and calligraphy, the shops would simply close their doors to customers. When they opened again, wow! It was as if they had been robbed by bandits.
These two things directly established Lin Weimin's image as a local tycoon in the hearts of the people of Yanjing. Lin Qianwan's name spread like wildfire and became more and more popular.
Under normal circumstances, Zheng Guo would never dare to question the strength of Lin Weimin, the multi-millionaire.
But the problem is, this guy said he would donate to build 100 schools. Doesn't he think that building a school is just about finding a place and putting up a few sheds?
"You removed that '吧' from your name. Who are you looking down on?" Lin Weimin said in a somewhat arrogant tone.
Zheng Guo said: "I'm afraid that you'll take a big step and end up hurting your crotch. To build 100 schools properly, even elementary schools will cost at least several million. If you donate to build middle schools and high schools, it will be even more expensive. Even 30 million won't be enough."
Lin Weimin waved his hand and said, "If we don't build a junior high school or a high school, we can just build an elementary school."
Zheng Guo breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, a few million will be enough."
"How can a few million be enough? The primary school I want to donate to build must have classrooms, a cafeteria and dormitories."
Zheng Guo was frightened by Lin Weimin again, "Are you crazy? It's just an elementary school, why do you want to build a cafeteria and dormitories?"
"Don't the children have to eat? Children whose homes are far away and teachers have to live on campus, right?"
Zheng Guo looked at Lin Weimin with disbelief in his eyes, "Crazy! I think you are crazy! How much money does this cost!"
“You have to calculate how much it will cost to know.”
Lin Weimin said lightly, as if this matter was as simple as eating and drinking water.
After saying that, he winked at Zheng Guo again, "How is it? Is my gift big enough?"
Zheng Guo didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a long while, he asked, "Can you afford so much money?"
According to Lin Weimin's standards, these 100 schools would probably require more than 20 million yuan, and would have to aim for 30 million yuan.
It is certainly a good thing that he donated money to build a school, but Zheng Guo hoped that he would do so within his means.
Lin Weimin was not joking this time and said to him, "Don't take on a job if you don't have the right tools. Even if I don't do the math, I shouldn't be so ignorant of my own wealth, right?"
Seeing that he was serious and had no intention of joking, Zheng Guo finally put his mind at ease, "This is the best. 100 schools, this is no small matter! Come on, I'll take you to meet our old man and talk about how you should donate the money."
Lin Weimin joked: "After donating tens of millions, I can finally see the true face of your old man."
The two of them came to Muxidi together after dinner, and Lin Weimin's prediction that Zheng's father would make progress and move into Shangshu Building came true.
When Lin Weimin met Zheng's father for the first time, he had a thin face and gray hair, but his chest was straight and his back was upright, and he looked energetic and capable.
"Hello, uncle!" Lin Weimin greeted as he entered the room. Zheng's father responded with a smile, "I've heard that Zheng Guo has a great writer friend like you. This is the first time we meet."
"Excuse me, I should have come to visit you earlier!" Lin Weimin said.
"Why don't you talk about something useful!" Zheng Guo complained.
Father Zheng laughed twice, "Okay, I know you're busy, so you won't come to me for no reason. Tell me, what's the matter with you coming here today?"
Zheng Guo also laughed, "You have to thank me and Weimin this time!"
"Where did you get this from?" Zheng's father asked with interest.
Zheng Guo kept the secret for a while, and then said in an excited tone: "Weimin plans to donate to build 100 primary schools."
Zheng's father originally thought that Lin Weimin had dragged Zheng Guo to his house to ask for something important, but he never expected to hear such words from Zheng Guo's mouth.
Even though he had been engaged in revolutionary work all his life and had seen many hardships, he could not help but feel surprised.
"Donate to build 100 primary schools?" Zheng's father looked at Lin Weimin, his face full of shock.
Zheng Guo was very proud, "Calm down, it's just 100 primary schools with classrooms, canteens and dormitories."
Mr. Zheng's expression changed again. This standard is a bit high!
If we multiply this standard by 100, how much money will we get?
His first reaction was that these two juniors were making fun of him, but he immediately rejected this idea.
He believed that even if these two people had no sense of propriety, they would not joke about this matter.
"Really?" Zheng's father couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Guodao: "Of course it's true. Do you think we came all the way to find you just to play a joke on you?"
Father Zheng waved his hand, "Don't interrupt!"
He didn't take Zheng Guo seriously, but looked at Lin Weimin instead.
"Uncle, I do plan to donate to build 100 primary schools."
After receiving Lin Weimin's affirmative answer, Zheng's father leaned back in his chair, digested the answer for a while, and then asked, "So, are you donating to build these primary schools in your own name? Do you have any other requirements? Do you want to put the funds in our department, hand them over to a foundation, or find someone to do it yourself?"
The older you get, the wiser you are. Mr. Zheng’s questions hit the nail on the head.
Lin Weimin groaned and said, "I do have some ideas in my mind..."
Lin Weimin talked about the situation he encountered at Qin Chaoyang's home today. "In fact, the situation in Qin's hometown is very common in our country, especially in some poor rural areas and remote mountainous areas. 100 primary schools cannot solve many problems, let alone address both the symptoms and the root causes, but I hope to play a leading role..."
When he said this, Zheng's father's eyes lit up and showed a little more anticipation.
“I hope to work with the Ministry of Education to launch an initiative with more institutions and foundations.”
"What proposal?" Zheng's father asked excitedly.
"I plan to name the 100 donated primary schools as 'Hope Primary Schools' and call on our D cadres and ordinary people to actively participate in the donation to build more 'Hope Primary Schools' and provide more educational resources for the vast poverty-stricken areas in the country."
After saying these words, Lin Weimin looked at Zheng's father quietly.
Zheng Guo, who was standing by, looked at him with a look of ashamedness. "Why didn't you say this just now? I want to pretend to be this way, too!"
Zheng's father stood up suddenly with an excited expression. He looked at Lin Weimin with eyes full of joy and appreciation.
"'Hope Primary School'? That's a good name! That's an even better idea! Comrade Weimin, if you really make up your mind, our department will be the first to support you. You are making up for the shortcomings of our work!"
Father Zheng couldn't help but paced, he quickly started thinking, "No, no, the department is not enough to do this, we have to find ZY, find ZY, I'll find ZY! If you have any request, just ask, as long as we can do it, I will agree to everything you ask for."
Lin Weimin shook his head. "I don't have any requests. My only hope is to make this event more popular, so that more people will know about our 'Hope Primary School' and actively participate in the donation activities. I hope the 'Hope Primary School' project will continue and benefit all the children who cannot afford to go to school."
Father Zheng was very excited. "Great! Great! It's rare that you have this kind of awareness. Even an old Party member like me feels ashamed of myself, ashamed of myself..."
He repeated several times that he felt inferior to others, and then said, "You are right. We must make a bigger splash on this matter. At present, our government's investment in education, especially in poor areas, is far from enough. Of course, there are objective factors.
But now your idea is very good. It is unprecedented in the domestic education sector. The lack of investment from the government can be made up by the charity power of the private sector. I will report this matter in a document to the government later.
This matter must be made big!"
After saying all this to himself, Zheng's father calmed down a little, and when he looked at Lin Weimin again, his eyes were full of appreciation and kindness.
"Comrade Weimin, I really want to thank you on behalf of us government workers and the children in poor areas. Your actions not only help us make up for the shortcomings in our work, but also have the potential to change the lives of these children!"
Lin Weimin smiled and did not take credit for it. "Uncle, it is true that I have the merit of taking the lead. But my personal strength is insignificant. The 'Hope Primary School' is not something that can be effective in half a year, a year, or two years. It will take decades to achieve results. The people who have made the greatest contribution to this project should be all the D cadres and the people who responded to our call and participated in this matter!"
After hearing his words, Zheng's father laughed out loud with emotion, "Good! Good! That's very well said! We created the new China from nothing back then, and we must have such courage! The people are the greatest contributors!"
Zheng's father then talked to Lin Weimin about the concept and details of the "Hope Primary School". After listening to Lin Weimin's explanation of his thoughts, he couldn't help but sigh: "Comrade Weimin, I think you have had this idea in your mind for a long time, right? This incident is just an excuse!"
Lin Weimin smiled shyly. The old comrade's ability to understand this was really perfect.
The more Zheng's father looked at Lin Weimin, the more he liked him. He was handsome, talented, and so eager to do good. How great it would be if I had a son like him!
While Zheng's father and Lin Weimin were having a long conversation, Zheng Guo stood quietly aside, like an outsider.
Seeing his father looking at Lin Weimin with eyes that seemed to be about to squeeze water out of him, Zheng Guo had only one thought in his mind.
Then I leave?
(End of this chapter)
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