Chapter 15 The Gloomy Little Poor Boy from the 1970s
Therefore, these tasks cannot be refused casually; once the opportunity is gone, it will be gone forever.
The parent-teacher meeting had just ended, and Ms. Liu, who was walking to the classroom door, was surrounded by parents. The parents all had similar purposes: either to ask about their children's situation or to give the teacher the gifts they were carrying.
Few people would simply hand a gift to the teacher right there; wouldn't that make things difficult for the teacher? Everyone would prefer to follow the teacher to the office and then slowly present the gift.
With so many people, how long will she have to wait?
What's the quickest way to spend 50,000 yuan at once? That's right, it's by donating!
Shen Ci stepped forward and stopped Teacher Liu, who was carrying books and heading towards the office. "Teacher Liu, please wait!"
Teacher Liu stopped in his tracks; he was still busy, with so many parents looking for him.
"Zhou Huai's mother, is there anything else?"
The situation has been resolved.
He wondered if Zhou Huai's mother was unwilling to let the matter rest and insisted that Wang Jie's parents also come out and explain themselves.
"No.
I've already observed our school; the teaching attitude is rigorous, and the teachers are qualified. My son will be studying here, so I've decided to donate to the school to help more students who can't afford to go to school!
Attending high school here costs at most a few dozen yuan per semester, which includes tuition, living expenses, and everything else. As long as a person doesn't spend extravagantly, a few dozen yuan per semester is more than enough, less than a hundred yuan.
Fifty thousand is enough for many people to finish high school here; it's not a small amount.
These words left the other parents, who were carrying gifts and preparing to bribe the teacher, dumbfounded. What? You're saying you're going to donate money?
Everyone else brings a small gift to the teacher, says a few kind words, and asks the teacher to take better care of their child. But you, on the other hand, immediately ask for a donation? This is probably the first time I've heard something like this in all these years.
"What?
Donation?
"Zhou Huai's mom, you're not kidding, are you?"
Teacher Liu pushed up his glasses and asked, "Why is there suddenly someone asking for donations? What's going on this time?"
Time is running out, there's no time to hesitate! Shen Ci nodded, "Take me to the principal. I want to donate money to the school's impoverished students so they can focus on their studies without worries, and in the future, serve their country and give back to society!"
Time waits for no one, so Shen Ci pulled the still-dazed Teacher Liu away.
"What do you mean? Zhou Huai's mother wants to donate money to impoverished students?"
"Is this the poor people, the country folk, that Wang Jie was talking about?"
"I wonder how much to donate. It's not just a few dollars or tens of dollars, is it?"
"Hurry, hurry, follow them and see!"
Huaicheng is a city, after all, and there are far more wealthy people in the city than in the villages. I've heard about donations before, but for a parent of a poor student whose tuition has been waived to donate to the school? This just doesn't seem right!
"Mrs. Zhou Huai, please slow down, the principal's office is just ahead!"
Teacher Liu was pulled along at a brisk pace, wondering what was wrong with this parent. Why was the donation so urgent? Did people really want to give money away so readily? He was increasingly unable to understand the thinking of these wealthy people, but he was certain that Zhou Huai's family was not poor.
On the contrary, they were very wealthy. Zhou Huai was only sent by his family to be tempered, and they deliberately concealed his family situation.
[Principal's Office]
"Principal, I am Zhou Huai's parent from Class 1-3. I want to donate money to the school!"
I glanced up at the old clock on the wall. Time was running out; there were only five minutes left. This journey had been incredibly difficult. The corridors were packed with students and parents. Only those who have been to school know how difficult it is to quickly get through a passageway during a parent-teacher meeting.
Before the principal could respond, Shen Ci reached into her large leather bag and began pulling out money.
Bundles of brand-new banknotes were taken out and casually placed on the principal's desk, which was slightly damaged on one corner.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap!"
Stacks of money were thrown from his pocket onto the desk. The principal, who was about to ask what was going on, looked at Shen Ci, who was constantly exploding with gold coins, and his gaze changed from stern to kind.
“A total of 50,000 yuan. It will be donated to the school in my and my son’s names to help students with excellent grades but from poor families. Principal, please write a receipt.”
The principal was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of money; the stacks of cash made him increasingly happy.
"Ah, this..."
Dear parent, although I don't know the current situation, on behalf of the school, all students, and teachers, I thank you for your money...
Oh no, thank you for your kindness.
The principal took out a receipt from the drawer, wrote a thank you note, and didn't count the money. The reason the principal didn't count the money was that Shen Ci threw out a stack of bills, and he counted each stack. The thickness of the stack of bills could tell him the approximate amount.
How can we turn away donations that come to us?
[Ding! Time-limited mission completed!]
The identity selection card has been stored in the system. Spending money on the villain triggers a 100x return bonus of 5,000,000! [Already stored in the system!]
Hearing that familiar voice, Shen Ci finally felt relieved and sat down in the chair, afraid that she would miss the deadline if she threw the money too slowly.
"How many zeros? 1, 2, 3... Five million? Hahaha, that's five million!"
"With five million in the 1970s, I went from being a 'ten-thousand-yuan household' to a 'million-yuan household'!"
Just thinking about this made Shen Ci's lips curl up in an uncontrollable smile. Five million in 1975 was equivalent to hundreds of millions in modern terms!
"Parents, parents, what's wrong?"
The principal asked with concern, and the parent's lips twitched as if he was trying to suppress a laugh.
Completely left out in the cold: ...So rich and powerful, this is indeed a rich young master experiencing life.
"Madam, may I ask your surname?"
"Such a large donation! Our school is going to hold a donation ceremony. Please be sure to come so that the students will remember you!"
The principal was overjoyed to see the mountain of gold and silver in front of him; both of them were very satisfied with this donation.
"Teacher Liu, what are you standing there for?"
"Hurry up and pour this lady a cup of tea, then introduce her. Is this a parent of one of your students?"
Teacher Liu was dazzled by the pile of money on the table. "Wow, that's amazing! I'm so envious. I could never earn this much even if I taught my whole life."
"Principal, this is Ms. Shen, the parent of Zhou Huai from our class."
She's the mother of the top scorer in the county this year.
What?! Not only is she rich, but she also has a top-scoring son! The top-scoring mother donated money to the school!
A pair of large, warm hands instantly grasped Shen Ci's hand, pulling her back to reality.
"Ms. Shen! Thank you! We will always remember your contributions to our school! We must hold a grand appreciation ceremony to express our gratitude to you!"
We can never repay Ms. Shen's kindness!
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