"That's possible, but with such a huge loss to the school, we..."
“I understand, I understand!” Lu Feng hurriedly said, “How about this, we can sign a contract where each student’s internship at the company will last for six months. During these six months, one hundred yuan of the student’s salary will be deducted and returned to the school.”
Lu Feng's approach is similar to how college students in later generations are interned or placed in jobs. Many schools recruit students under the guise of guaranteed employment, but after graduation, they send students directly to factories. If they don't work hard, they don't get their diplomas, and the wages are pitifully low, which has cheated many people.
Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, who wasn't referring to the hundred yuan, but to a donation of tens of millions of yuan.
"Student, didn't we talk about making a donation?" Principal Wang had no choice but to point it out directly.
"Oh, a donation? Well, what I meant was that as an alumnus, I wanted to donate some money to the school. It's a pity I stopped going to school after elementary school, so I'm not qualified to be your alumnus." Lu Feng smiled憨厚ly.
“It’s alright, I can give you an honorary alumni certificate. It’s not a problem. You can’t back down when you encounter problems,” Principal Wang said unwillingly.
Lu Feng stood there stunned, while Zhang Fengxia couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.
Manager Niu was dumbfounded. He had originally thought that people of President Lu's and Principal Wang's caliber would be gentle and refined, extremely polite when they sat down to talk business, and would not get angry even if they couldn't reach an agreement.
Manager Niu's mentality is a typical example of how small people look up to big people. Big people don't have direct interests with people at their level, so they tend to be particularly tolerant and gentle.
Little do they know that when it comes to their own interests, they become increasingly agitated. If you feel that someone is particularly tolerant and easy to talk to, making you feel admiration, it means that you two are not on the same level at all.
Lu Feng looked at Principal Wang. He originally thought that as the principal, he would be too embarrassed to ask any further questions once he laid his cards on the table. But he didn't expect that Principal Wang would be even more shameless than him!
Principal Wang also has his own difficulties. Current university education funding is not abundant, otherwise the road in front of the school would not be a gravel road. Some schools have even started selling diplomas and endorsing certain companies in exchange for funds.
"President Lu, there's a difference between too much and too little. The school is facing difficulties right now, with tight funding for education. Winter is coming up, and the school's boiler has been broken for several months." Principal Wang sighed helplessly.
Lu Feng is ruthless everywhere, but he is not like that when it comes to education. In his previous life, he also came from a rural background and relied on hard work to get ahead. He knows that education is the only way for the poor to rise.
Principal Wang led Lu Feng on a tour of the school. Several boilers were broken, so there was no hot water available. The old buildings were dilapidated, and the student dormitories still housed twelve students per room. Forget about air conditioning; there wasn't even a fan.
Downstairs in a dormitory building, Lu Feng saw a male classmate squatting there crying. He went up to him and asked, "What's wrong? Did you break up with your boyfriend?"
The student had dark skin, his clothes were faded from washing, and he wore a pair of handmade multi-layered soles. He sobbed, "No... no job assignment! I've studied for over ten years, and it's all been for nothing!"
Principal Wang looked embarrassed and hurriedly said, "You didn't study in vain, the knowledge is in your head."
The student then looked up and saw it was the principal. Startled, he quickly wiped away his tears and said nervously, "I...I didn't say the school...principal..."
"It's alright." Principal Wang patted his shoulder, appearing somewhat helpless.
"So your ideal is also to master both literary and martial arts and sell yourself to the emperor?" Lu Feng asked.
"Of course I want to make money, my mom just hopes I'll be successful..." He paused, perhaps realizing he was being too materialistic, and said, "I want to serve my country!"
"I can see that. You still want to work for a state-owned enterprise!" Principal Wang pointed out.
"No!!" he cried out anxiously, a fire seemingly burning in his dark eyes. He said, "I want to do my part, to go to a place where I can contribute my utmost, to study hard for the rise of our motherland, to live up to the country's expectations and the hopes of my parents. I... I'm telling the truth, this isn't empty talk... really, I swear to God!"
He seemed afraid that these people wouldn't believe him, and even swore an oath.
"I've completed my studies, so at least I should have a place to prove myself. They said I'd be assigned to a farm to raise pigs, but that's not what I studied!"
Zhang Fengxia took a deep breath, which was quite touching. The living environment here was very ordinary for her, and it was far inferior to the learning environment abroad.
“Donate!” Zhang Fengxia said in a deep voice.
"Donate!!" Manager Niu shouted as well.
Lu Feng looked at the two of them and said, "Aren't you going to pay? Anyone can shout slogans."
Principal Wang looked at Lu Feng, his smile tinged with sorrow, his lips twitching as if he were about to cry.
"Stop, stop, stop! I'm scared!" Lu Feng hurriedly raised his hand, signaling him not to cry, and took a deep breath, saying, "This is my first time getting off to a bad start, donate!"
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