The principal became even more anxious at this time.
What the hell, when Xu Yiting and Pan Duoduo heard that they had offended me, how could I still give them my phone number?
I told them that they would not attend tomorrow’s sharing session and hung up the phone right then and there.
I just arrived at Dinghai Tonghui Primary School.
Originally, Director Lu wanted to go to Experimental Primary School. No matter how poor the Experimental Primary School was, it was a key school in the city. How poor could it be?
Unlike Tonghui, it is a private primary school located in the suburbs.
They are all outsiders who come here to work, and children from poor areas who come here to go to school.
They should be funded more.
They never expected that the top leaders would come to their school, as well as reporters from Dinghai TV Station.
The principal finally pulled all the children out to greet them.
The children were all wearing neat school uniforms, but when you looked down, you could see that in the middle of winter, some of them were wearing sandals, while others were wearing shoes that didn't fit their feet and belonged to someone else.
The classroom was newly built, but the walls weren't even painted, so it was dark even in broad daylight.
There is a big iron stove in the middle, and you can smell the coal smoke as soon as you enter.
There are so many desks and chairs, but few of them are intact.
Some students also sew their own school bags with cloth.
Director Lu was shocked: "Zheng Yang! Dinghai is a county-level city, how can there be such a place?"
"If you saw where their parents lived, it wouldn't be surprising."
This is the shantytown closest to the city, and almost every household has houses stacked on top of each other.
In order to have an extra room for rent, some rooms can be divided into three.
I lived there when I was a child. I could even hear people farting next to me at night, let alone having sex.
Because of the dense population, the Dinghai Education Branch built a primary school here, but due to insufficient funds, the conditions can be imagined.
"What does President Zheng mean..."
"Here I am donating one million to renovate the school building and install heating."
After I finished speaking, CEOs of other companies also donated money, ranging from tens to hundreds of millions.
The principal was moved and grabbed my hand. "Thank you! Thank you! I believe that next year, our school will be transformed."
This scene was filmed by reporters and was scheduled to be broadcast on Dinghai TV's news broadcast that evening.
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