My Deep-sea Fishery

"Don't be reluctant to spend the money. Qinglong Bend is the time to vigorously attract investment. The school has the most talents going out. The alumni who graduated from the same school are a natural bond of relationship. You can send you some good things. Teacher, donate some more money to your school, let your alumni see your strength, those who are capable and want to make money will naturally come to you, and then you can introduce Qinglong Bend to them." Zhang Qichao told Zhang Qicheng on the phone.

Xiang Yang was a little dazed when he heard this, "Donation?"

"Isn't it a school celebration? How did it become a donation?"

"How did your school contact you? When your school puts so much effort into inviting so many of your alumni back, it's really just to get together for dinner, and then go to the playground to watch a singing performance rehearsed by the students? Please When I go back, of course I want you to donate some money to those who have made money."

"I didn't study much, and I didn't have an alma mater, but Mr. Li did. The year before last, when he went to the school celebration, he donated 3 million to the school. Look, who among his alumni doesn't know him now? He has a lot of business now. It was also his alumni who brought him into the industry, so the money is worth donating." Zhang Qicheng said.

"Is that so?" The corner of Xiang Yang's mouth twitched, but he didn't have any other thoughts in his heart.

If there is a procedure for donating money, Xiang Yang is willing to donate.

Not to invest in Qinglongwan.

Just for those poor schoolboys like Xiang Yang.

If there is a tradition of donations for the celebration of his alma mater, then Xiang Yang must have enjoyed funding from others back then.

Now that Xiang Yang has developed, it is natural to continue this tradition.

As for the possibility that the donation money went into the teacher's pocket and the students could not enjoy the benefits, these would naturally be taken care of by someone. Xiang Yang never gave up doing a really good deed because of possible guesses.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang suddenly didn't have the heart to prepare gifts for the teachers. He carried two cigarettes and walked directly to the direction of Liancheng No. 1 Middle School.

Liancheng is a county-level city. It is said to have a population of 800,000. In fact, most of these populations are distributed among various towns or concentrated in various factories. Come ten thousand.

Therefore, the whole lotus dust is not big.

It only took Xiang Yang about ten minutes to walk from the shopping mall to the entrance of County No. 1 Middle School.

County No. 1 Middle School is on the edge of Lianchen, and outside the school gate is a wide provincial road that runs directly through the entire Liancheng.

On the opposite side of the provincial road, there is a dilapidated factory that has been abandoned.

Xiang Yang walked slowly on the sidewalk inside the railing of the provincial highway, looking at the familiar shops outside the school bit by bit.

There are bookstores, boutiques, stationery stores, small shops and rice noodle shops.

For ten years, these shops have not changed at all, just like yesterday, the only thing that has changed is that the owners who run the shops have aged a lot.

Xiang Yang felt as if he had really returned to his student days.

When he arrived at the school gate, the guard stopped Xiang Yang. He took a look at Xiang Yang and saw that Xiang Yang was dressed formally and had a clean hairstyle. After confirming that Xiang Yang was not one of those social youths, he smiled and said: " Sir, are you an alumnus who returned to school for the school celebration? The school celebration is tomorrow, which class are you in? Who is the head teacher? Register, and I will take you to the hotel to arrange a place for you when my colleague comes back later. .”

"I'm in the 43rd class, class 487, and the head teacher is Xun Junqing. Can I go in and meet my teacher now?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.

When the doorman heard that Xiang Yang said that he was in the 43rd class, his face immediately turned bitter. He graduated less than ten years ago. Even if he graduated from university, he must have just started working. The donation is only a few hundred or tens of dollars, and after meals and accommodation, the school has to pay them a little money.

But since he is an alumni, there is absolutely no possibility of rushing out when he comes. As the saying goes, don't bully the young and poor. They have no money now, but what about the next ten years?

Maybe they will have money when they come again?

"Director Xun is indeed in the school. He just brought breakfast into the school not long ago, but I have to check his schedule first to see if he has any classes. If there are classes, I will definitely not let you in. , if there is no class, I can give him a call and see if he will let you in." The doorman said.

"Well, it should be." Xiang Yang smiled and nodded.

The elder brother guard took Xiang Yang into the reception room.

The reception room is very simple, just a desk, three swivel chairs, two phones and a desktop computer on the desk.

The doorman looked it up on the computer, then looked at Xiang Yang with a smile and said, "Well, Director Xun has a class in the fourth quarter this morning. I'll call him and see if he will let you in."

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows, the guard called Xun Junqing twice as Director Xun.

It seems that after so many years, Teacher Xun has also been promoted.

This was expected. When Xiang Yang was in school, Xun Junqing was the head teacher of the key class, and he was awarded excellent teachers every year.

I just don't know whether it is the grade group director or the teaching department director now.

Soon, the doorman finished the phone call, turned his head to look at Xiang Yang and said, "Director Xun asked for your name."

"Xiang Yang."

"Well, you can go in. Director Xun is in the office in the middle of the fourth floor of Wenfu Building, but the two cigarettes you are holding in your hand have to be temporarily placed in the reception room." The guard said.

"I brought this to my teacher." Xiang Yang said.

"I know, that's why I put it in the reception room for now. There is a well-known document in the school that no faculty members are allowed to accept gifts, and no students or their parents are allowed to give gifts. You are a student who has gone out of No. 1 Middle School. Now that you have returned to No. 1 Middle School, will you abide by the school rules of No. 1 Middle School?" The doorman laughed.

"I have graduated, and I don't have any children in school. Can I bring some gifts to the teacher when I go back to my alma mater?" Xiang Yang asked in surprise.

"No." The doorman shook his head resolutely.

Xiang Yang had no choice but to give up, put the two cigarettes he was carrying on the desk in the reception room, and then walked towards the school.

County No. 1 Middle School covers a large area, more than 100 mu.

Entering the gate is a large playground integrating a runway and a football field.

To go to Wenfu Building, you have to go through this big playground first.

In addition to the dormitory building, County No. 1 Middle School has a total of five buildings, namely the Wenfu Building, the Lifu Building, the Comprehensive Building, the Science and Education Building, and the Vocational Education Building.

When Xiang Yang was studying in the past, he was in Wenfu Building.

Walking familiarly to the fourth floor of Wenfu Building, Xiang Yang walked through the familiar corridors and classrooms, and finally came to the door of the office in the middle of the corridor.