Wang Peng received his graduation certificate, and looking at the bachelor's degree on the certificate, he found it amusing.
He came to the provincial capital four years ago, but only attended school properly in the first year. From the second year onwards, he basically stopped going to school.
My wife, Li Mingzhu, is the same way; she also doesn't come to school for ten days or half a month at a time.
However, she studied fine arts, and with the support of the Artists Association and One Piece, graduating would be relatively easy for her.
When taking graduation photos, the principal held Wang Peng's hand and led him to stand in the center position.
Wang Peng, dressed in his graduation gown, joined everyone in shouting "Cheese!" and posed for his graduation photo.
This also marked the end of his four-year university career.
"Xiao Peng," the principal said with a smile, shaking Wang Peng's hand, "Have you considered taking the postgraduate entrance exam?"
Hearing this, Wang Peng was a little confused. After thinking about it carefully, he wondered what the point of taking the postgraduate entrance exam would be.
He now has a thriving career, and his academic qualifications are no longer a prerequisite for entering the workforce.
At the same time, he doesn't need to write a resume for others to see; he needs to see other people's resumes.
"Principal, let's forget about taking the postgraduate entrance exam." Wang Peng shook his head. "I really don't have the time, and I probably won't pass."
"Wait until I finish speaking." The principal smiled mysteriously and whispered in Wang Peng's ear, "If you apply for postgraduate admission without examination, the school will definitely consider it carefully."
A guaranteed admission to graduate school? Wang Peng couldn't help but smile slightly. It seemed the school valued him highly, but there's no such thing as a free lunch.
"Principal, you're an elder, so don't beat around the bush with me," Wang Peng said with a smile.
"Hehe, it's so easy talking to smart people." The principal smiled slightly, put his arm around Wang Peng's shoulder, and left the meeting room.
"Brother Wang Peng, can I take a picture with you?" A long-haired girl came up and hugged Wang Peng's arm.
She was so enthusiastic, holding me tightly with both hands, her face beaming like a peony.
Wang Peng was in a good mood today, smiling and nodding as he stood next to her.
A boy pointed a camera at them, and with a click, the camera captured his smiling face.
Wang Peng shook hands with a girl and was about to leave with the principal when he was surrounded by several girls who grabbed his hands and asked for photos.
Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar faces on the paper, after all, they were classmates for four years, so he tried his best to fulfill their request for a group photo.
The principal looked at Mr. Wang, who was surrounded by flowers, and couldn't help but smile.
A multi-millionaire boss, so young, and most importantly, very handsome—he's the envy of everyone.
After a long time, Wang Peng finally managed to get out of the group photo, with two lipstick marks on his face.
"Haha." The principal laughed heartily and took out a tissue to wipe the lipstick stain off him.
Wang Peng was both amused and exasperated. Women in the new era are too crazy. She grabbed his head and kissed him, leaving him unable to handle it.
After wiping away the lipstick stains, Wang Peng went to the principal's office to take off his graduation gown and put on his own suit and leather shoes.
The two left the office and continued walking arm in arm on campus.
Wang Peng thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "You should give the opportunity for postgraduate recommendation to someone else. Taking the postgraduate entrance exam is just icing on the cake for me."
A master's degree is like a dish in a pot; you don't need it much, but you won't be good without it either.
The principal felt a pang of anxiety, smiled, and immediately changed the subject. The two chatted as they walked toward the School of Arts.
The art academy is predominantly female, with 80% of its students being girls, and they have already finished their graduation celebrations.
Li Mingzhu was surrounded by a group of girls. When she saw Wang Peng and the principal, she hurriedly walked over.
"Honey, are you done over there too?" Li Mingzhu asked with a smile.
"It's over. I hope everything went smoothly on your end." Wang Peng nodded and asked in return.
"Everything went smoothly." Li Mingzhu smiled broadly.
From the beginning until now, she has always been the center of attention, surrounded by everyone, including teachers and the neighborhood staff, who all treat her with utmost respect.
They didn't treat her like a student at all, but like a rich man.
"Honey, give me the car keys, I'll wait for you in the car." Li Mingzhu knew her husband had something to say to the principal.
"Wait a minute," the principal said with a smile. "Mingzhu, have you considered taking the postgraduate entrance exam?"
The question was so sudden that Li Mingzhu was taken aback and scratched her head.
“I’m an artist, so taking the postgraduate entrance exam is useless for me,” Li Mingzhu declined. “I won’t take the exam; I need to stay home and take care of my child.”
"Mingzhu, you are a member of the Artists Association and the author of the best-selling manga One Piece. The school is planning to recommend you for postgraduate studies," the principal said.
Upon hearing the words "guaranteed admission to graduate school," Li Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and she immediately turned to look at her husband.
Wang Peng smiled and said, "Mingzhu, do you want to pursue a master's degree without taking the entrance exam?"
Li Mingzhu really wanted to, but she wouldn't directly show her thoughts, so she said, "Let me think about it."
The principal was taken aback and quickly said, "What's there to consider? People would beg and plead for this opportunity."
“Principal, my situation is special.” Li Mingzhu took the car keys from Wang Peng and said with a smile, “You two chat first.”
She waved and took the keys to the parking lot.
Wang Peng yawned, not wanting to beat around the bush with the principal any longer, and said, "What would I need to give up if I wanted these two guaranteed postgraduate admission spots?"
The principal was taken aback by Wang Peng's directness and turned to point at the school gate.
"Xiaopeng, our school is the only 985 university in the provincial capital, and this school gate is a bit dilapidated."
"Our management team held a meeting and discussed it. Building a new gate would cost 200,000 yuan, but unfortunately the school is currently facing a tight budget."
He seemed a little embarrassed at this point, but he had made his point clear.
Ultimately, it was a transaction: they gave him two guaranteed admission spots for postgraduate studies, and Wang Peng spent 200,000 yuan of real money to build a gate for the school.
Wang Peng remained silent, pondering the matter carefully. Two hundred thousand yuan wasn't a large sum for him; the only question was whether it was worth it.
The old principal was a seasoned veteran who saw right through him and said with a smile, "Xiao Peng, academic qualifications are a person's life label."
"The bigger your brother's supermarket business gets, the more he needs your academic qualifications to bring you honor."
"You may not need a degree, but you can't be without one."
The old principal patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Xiao Peng, am I right?"
Wang Peng didn't respond, but simply said, "Give me two days to think it over, and I'll give you an answer in two days."
"Good!" The old principal finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't a direct rejection, it meant there was room for negotiation.
The two chatted for a few more minutes, then Wang Peng got back into his car and drove away from the campus.
"Honey, that old fox will definitely allow you to get a master's degree without taking the entrance exam, right?" Li Mingzhu asked with a smile.
Wang Peng nodded. "If we spend twenty yuan to build a gate for the school, they will carefully examine our postgraduate application. Do you think it's necessary?"
Li Mingzhu was already prepared and said with a smile, "Honey, you're an entrepreneur now, so it's only right that you do some charity work."
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