As someone who could move freely within Zhongzhou Province, how could Lin Yifeng not understand what this group of people meant?
It was obvious they wanted Lin Yifeng to give them something in return, in exchange for their help in taking care of Xu Wanxia until graduation.
When graduation is just around the corner, we'll stall Xu Wanxia's thesis and get Lin Yifeng to give her some extra benefits so she can graduate smoothly.
But who is Lam Yat-fung?
He looked at the teachers in front of him, verbally agreeing with them, but inwardly he was sneering.
A short while later, Xu Wanxia came over, carrying several packs of cigarettes and two bags of liquor, staggering step by step.
Seeing this, many students also helped carry it over.
When five cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes and two bags containing four bottles of Moutai were placed on the admissions desk, the teachers from the surrounding departments stared in disbelief.
They never expected Lin Yifeng to be so generous.
The female teacher, who had just looked down on Xu Wanxia, immediately put on a bright smile, repeatedly refusing while frantically reaching for the edge of the table.
"No need, no need, Wanxia's brother, you're too kind."
"There's really no need to give such an expensive gift."
"Giving some local specialties would be fine, there's no need for this."
The male teachers around were also taken aback. Usually, when they encountered students from wealthy families during enrollment, they would just give them a red envelope (cash gift) and that was about it.
Even at the very least, they'd stuff in two packs of cigarettes.
I've never seen anyone hand out cigarettes by the carton.
Lin Yifeng waved to the smiling teachers in front of him.
"It's alright, everyone gets a share, and there's more if you want."
Upon hearing this, the teachers smiled even more broadly.
They all stepped forward to distribute the gifts, but soon one of the male teachers noticed something was wrong.
This cigarette seems a bit wider than usual, and it doesn't feel quite right to the touch.
Several male teachers also noticed this and began to suspect that Lin Yifeng had given them fake cigarettes.
But the group of male teachers quickly stopped laughing. They put their cigarettes back and kept forcing smiles at Lin Yifeng.
“Brother Wanxia, we appreciate your kindness, but we won’t accept the gift.”
The female teacher was also somewhat surprised.
It wasn't until she picked up the Moutai and Zhonghua bottles, examined them twice, and found two large, gilded characters on the edge—"Special Supply."
At that moment, the female teacher broke out in a cold sweat.
The weather in Shanghai was already very hot at the end of August, and the female teacher felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
One or two teachers, sensing something was amiss, quietly left the crowd when no one was looking.
Lin Yifeng's lips gradually turned up.
"Take it, everyone gets a share."
His gaze toward the crowd was filled with disdain.
They want to get something out of me.
I dare to give it away, do you dare to take it?
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