Ning Hao immediately gave a thumbs up: "Our CEO Shen is still the best. He just throws out 1 million in one go. Money talks."
Why did Shen Fang donate money to the school? First, it was to appease people. After all, he was already wielding his power before even enrolling, and some people would be unhappy about him taking advantage of them. Second, it was to build a good relationship with Wang Hui. Third, it was to provide convenience for himself and his classmates. Fourth, it was to win people over. "Look how considerate our Master Shen is! Giving everyone benefits from the school!" In the future, classmates and fellow students in the industry will remember Shen Fang's kindness. In academia, relationships are everything; money can't buy everything. Shen Fang has plenty of money. If handled properly, he could raise a banner, declare himself king, and become the Song Jiang of Beijing Film Academy, rallying thousands of students with a single call—that would be quite impressive. Then, wouldn't he be the one calling the shots in the film industry?
With a single word, he can take care of whoever he wants! Then Master Shen will truly be Master Shen!
After calming down, Fang took out his Nokia and dialed a number.
The call was connected
"Hey, why are you calling me again? What's up? I'm busy right now," came Wang Hui's voice from the other end of the line, sounding like he was in a meeting.
"Principal Wang, I have good news to tell you this time."
"What's up? You keep asking me for help, either to poach people or to pull strings for you. Are you addicted to fleecing others?"
"Principal Wang, this is wonderful news! I've recently struck it rich and I'm planning to donate 1 million to the school. Is that a good thing?"
Wang Hui on the other end of the phone was dumbfounded. Donate 100 million?!
"Are you kidding? You really want to donate?" Wang Hui asked excitedly.
"Of course it's true. But Principal Wang, this 100 million will be used to install air conditioners and refrigerators in our school's student and teacher dormitories and canteens. The remaining money will be used to get some cold drink machines and snacks. This money is for improving the lives of our alumni."
Wang Hui thought for a moment after hearing this and said, "This is a good thing. On behalf of the students of Beijing Film Academy, I thank you. Do you have any requests?"
Shen Fang grinned mischievously: "As long as you write 'I donated' on these donated items, that's fine. I'm not the kind of selfless saint who does good deeds anonymously. I don't expect them to thank me, but at the very least, they should know who paid for the wonderful life they enjoy. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
"That's not unreasonable, I can agree to that. I can even arrange a school-wide commendation ceremony for you, no problem." Are you kidding me?! Where can you find such a sucker?!
Shen Fang was a little dumbfounded when he heard this: "Ahem, forget about the commendation ceremony, I just like to keep a low profile. As for Principal Wang, send me your account number and I'll transfer it to you right now."
"Wait a minute, I'll text you in a bit. Thanks a lot, Shen Fang. From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a good kid, a grateful person. Not bad, not bad. Next time you have something good to do, come find me again. Ugh, next time you do something good, come find me. Bye. I'll send you the account details right away."
Shen Fang was a little confused after hanging up the phone. Why did Wang Hui's tone make him feel like he was being taken advantage of? That shouldn't be the case. Did I lose out? Shen Fang thought for a moment, "It's just 1 million. I'm not short of money. I can use it to win people over."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hui looked at Director Liu Feng and said, "Liu Feng, go and send me the school's public account number. Some sucker has donated to our school."
Wang Jinsong, standing to the side, looked on with surprise: "Principal Wang, is it true? Who's the sucker?"
Xu Yan looked at Wang Jingsong speechlessly: "Teacher Wang, watch your manners. And Principal Wang, they're donating money for the good of our school. Who is Principal Wang? How much money did they donate?"
Wang Jinsong looked at Xu Yan speechlessly. "You still say I have no manners?!"
Wang Hui chuckled: "Donate 100W to us, asking us to add air conditioners and refrigerators to the dormitories of our students and teachers, and get some snacks and cold drink machines. Our school only has 5 dormitories, so this money is more than enough. The rest can be used to renovate the school playground. By the way, you both know this sucker, Jinsong and Xu Yan."
Xu Yan was dumbfounded: "Who is it? I don't know any rich tycoons like that."
Wang Jinsong suddenly thought of someone—someone he knew who was quite wealthy, but whose personality didn't seem like that of a troublemaker: "Could it be that kid Shen Fang?"
Wang Hui nodded: "That's him. I don't know what's gotten into this kid. He said he recently made a fortune, and I reckon it's a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have donated so much money. This kid's really rich. He's already started investing in filming TV dramas. Tsk tsk, Jingsong is a fat sheep. You should cry poorer in front of him more often. Xu Yan, you too, our dance studio should be renovated. With such a rich guy, if we don't go and swindle some money from him, we'll be doing ourselves a disservice."
A bespectacled man in his thirties with a handsome face sat to the side, looking at Wang Hui with a puzzled expression.
"Principal Wang, when did our school produce such a prominent figure? I've never heard of Chen Fang before. Wow, judging from what you're saying, he's a big shot, not just ordinary rich. Who is he?"
Wang Hui smiled: "Huang Lei didn't come to the recruitment this year. He's a student at our Beijing Film Academy, a bit of a troublemaker, but his appearance is arguably the best I've seen in all these years. Most importantly, this kid's acting skills are phenomenal, and he comes from a very wealthy family. He invested 20 million in Zhang Yimou's 'Hero,' and now he's started a media company called Longteng. A while ago, he even asked me to use my connections to find a group of actors at the Air Force Academy, and they've already started filming. I also heard Han Sanping mention that this kid isn't a second-generation rich kid, but a self-made millionaire. His net worth is exceptionally high."
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