Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 158 "Ten Outstanding Young People in Jingcheng"

Zhou Wang, who came out of the principal's office, was stunned and speechless.

He subconsciously reached out to Jiang Qingkui who was standing beside him. Jiang Qingkui knew what he wanted and couldn't help but smile, because Zhou Wang always kept his cigarettes in his pocket and never left them with her...

But she didn't say anything. Instead, she reached into Zhou Wang's pocket, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and lit it for him with a slightly clumsy technique.

Zhou Wang didn't even feel that there was anything wrong. After he exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression seemed to calm down a little.

"Qingkui..."

"I'm here."

"What are the chances of Principal Li saying this?"

"Although Principal Li said it conservatively, it should be their language habits. Since she mentioned it in person, it should be a sure thing, right?"

After Jiang Qingkui finished speaking, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I rarely see you so excited."

"Excited?"

Zhou Wang was startled, then shook his head, "This is not excitement, it's... trance."

"Dazed?" Jiang Qingkui was puzzled.

"It's hard to explain to you." Zhou Wang smiled and said, "It just feels a little unreal. Someone like me can also be nominated as one of the 'Top Ten Outstanding Young People in Jingcheng'..."

"Someone like you?"

Jiang Qingkui blinked his eyes. "Are you that bad? You started from scratch and have billions of wealth at the age of just over 20. I can't say that you are unique, but if you look at the whole country, you are also as rare as a phoenix feather and a unicorn horn."

Jiang Qingkui smiled faintly and said, "Didn't you hear the principal's praise for you? She said you can even apply for the top ten outstanding young people in Yunnan Province..."

"That's not good enough. I know myself well."

Zhou Wang waved his hand.

The reason why he was a little absent-minded was the proposal made by Principal Li Xiumen more than ten minutes ago.

After confirming that the 10 million donation in the account was indeed from Zhou Wang and was not an operational error by Zhou Wang, Principal Li Xiuwen was so excited that he even lost his composure.

However, she was also quite frank. After saying the more official words of thanks, she had a heart-to-heart talk with the young alumnus Zhou Wang.

Although there were many things Li Xiumen couldn't say explicitly, the brief communication was enough for Zhou Wang to understand many things.

His historic donation of 10 million has a significant impact.

The significance of this is not only to Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, but also to her, Li Xiuwen.

So probably as a way of returning the favor, Li Xiumen offered to help him apply for the title of "Top Ten Outstanding Young People of Jingcheng".

This is an honorary title endorsed by the Jingcheng government. It is selected every two years, with a certificate, published in newspapers, and included in the local annals...

The scope of the selection is outstanding young representatives from all walks of life ranging from 18 to 40 years old.

According to Li Xiuwen, Zhou Wang has a great chance of being selected.

But in fact, Zhou Wang knew very well that this was still a win-win situation for Li Xiumen. After all, Zhou Wang was a student who was "brought out" after she took office as the principal.

Zhou Wang's honor is equal to the honor of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, and equal to her honor...

Of course, no matter what, this is also a good thing for Zhou Wang. He donated 10 million and gained an unexpected gain in "fame".

Moreover, this level of honor cannot be bought simply by spending money.

After all, in a sense, this is equivalent to a layer of "protective color", which allows Zhou Wang to enjoy the convenience brought by wealth with greater peace of mind.

Therefore, Zhou Wang naturally believed that this was also the result of the [Divine Luck Halo] working.

From the reward for honoring parents to the fact that Li Xiumen just happened to be in urgent need of such a huge donation to make a fuss, the whole process echoes each other.

If you think about it this way, plus the more than 10 million won from the lottery, the [Divine Luck Halo] is indeed in line with the level of the "Golden Orb".

Zhou Wang was thinking when the system prompt sounded.

Ding!
【Realistic interaction completed】

[The business registration information has been changed, and the host has successfully acquired 30% equity of "Magic City Jiahui International Hospital"]

Got the equity?
Zhou Wang glanced at the system prompt and found that the corresponding contract had been stored in the Yunshangyun Law Firm in Shanghai, and he could receive it at any time.

"Mr. Zhou, let's go. The ceremony will begin in a few minutes. Are you ready to speak on stage?"

Jiang Qingkui asked at this time.

"With you here, what else do I need to prepare? I'll just rely on you."

The incident happened suddenly, and Zhou Wang was fully prepared, but he didn't panic at all. He just spread his hands and said calmly.

It is said that there are two levels of secretaries: "something to do" and "nothing to do". For the time being, the relationship between the two has not reached the second level, so Zhou Wang can only squeeze them at the first level.

"There should still be enough time. I'll prepare a written outline for you and send it to your phone later."

Jiang Qingkui immediately nodded in agreement.

……

When the two returned to the classroom, most people had already taken their seats.

Including the representatives of the alumni association who were previously in the small conference room, most of them have already taken their seats, with only President Li Xiuwen and official representatives not yet present.

What was more embarrassing was that specially invited alumni like Jiang Qingkui had front row seats with a nameplate on her seat, but Zhou Wang could only sit in the back.

"Boss Zhou, how about..."

"It's just a seat. It doesn't matter. Besides, it's your nameplate. It's no big deal if I sit there. So, I'll go sit in the back with my classmates."

Jiang Qingkui was rejected by Zhou Wang as soon as he opened his mouth. He waved his hand and walked towards the back along the aisle without waiting for Jiang Qingkui to say more.

Jiang Qingkui could only shake his head and sit in the front row helplessly.

The representatives of the young alumni were arranged together. Next to Jiang Qingkui's seat were Zhong Huilan and Lu Bo. Seeing Jiang Qingkui take his seat, Zhong Huilan smiled and greeted him. Lu Bo, who had been reading his speech silently, also raised his head and laughed:

"Hey, Junior Sister Jiang, where is Junior Brother Zhou Wang... Oh, I forgot he doesn't have a seat here."

Jiang Qingkui originally didn't want to pay attention to Lu Bo, but when he looked up and saw the speech in his hand, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. After thinking for a while, he smiled and asked:

"Brother Lu, you prepared this manuscript very carefully. You even wrote it by hand."

Lu Bo was stunned. Although Jiang Qingkui's tone was a little strange, she actually smiled at him for the first time!

Lu Bo actually felt a little flattered.

This is Jiang Qingkui, who has always been cold to everyone...

Lu Bo's mind got heated, and he straightened his back unconsciously, coughed lightly and laughed:
"Junior Sister Jiang, although I am a medical student, I was also the president of the literature club when I was at Tsinghua University, so I have higher requirements for writing... Well, this manuscript really took a lot of my effort. After I finished writing it, it took me a whole day just to polish it!"

Listening to Lu Bo's boasting, Jiang Qingkui, who was opening her phone to search for a speech template, originally just wanted to make another sarcastic remark, but she was stunned just as she was about to open her mouth.

Huh?
Jiang Qingkui blinked and smiled at Lu Bo again, "Brother Lu, can I see your literary talent in advance?" "Of course, there is nothing to keep secret. After all, I will read it later."

Lu Bo didn't think much about it, and was even a little excited... It turns out that Junior Sister Jiang likes talented men!
Shit, why hadn't he thought of mentioning this before?

After handing the speech to Jiang Qingkui and hearing the other party's gentle "thank you", Lu Bo felt refreshed all over.

Jiang Qingkui's "very different" attitude from before also gave Lu Bo some illusions. He glanced in the direction of Zhou Wang behind him, as if he understood something.

"Junior Sister Jiang, could it be that you have finally recognized the true nature of that junior fellow Zhou Wang?"

"Hmm? What essence?"

Jiang Qingkui was busy "borrowing from" Lu Bo's speech, and said casually when he heard this.

"It's just... the nature of the rich second generation's exaggeration!"

Lu Bo wanted to be more subtle, but he couldn't find the right words, so he could only say bluntly:
"People like them may have some money in their families, but that doesn't mean it's their own wealth. Even if you look at the country, how many people can you find who can use hundreds of millions of dollars at this age?"

"Um……"

"Oh, he's really good at boasting. He even acquired Jiahui International. Not to mention the far future, just like the donation to this foundation, I admire him for donating more than 100,000!"

"Uh-huh……"

Jiang Qingkui's absent-minded response cheered up Lu Bo.

"So, Junior Sister Jiang, you still have to be careful and don't..."

He talked a lot more, but Jiang Qingkui didn't show any obvious reaction, which made Zhong Huilan, who was sitting between them, feel a little annoyed.

It wasn't until Zhong Huilan couldn't help her curiosity and turned her head to look at Jiang Qingkui who was fiddling with his mobile phone that she was stunned.

What is Junior Sister Jiang doing?
Could it be that Lu Bo's writing skills were so good that Junior Sister Jiang was willing to use "text recognition" to save the manuscript?
Amid Zhong Huilan's confusion, Jiang Qingkui finally raised his head and returned the manuscript to Lu Bo.

"Thank you...By the way, Senior Brother Lu, what did you say just now?"

"I...it's nothing."

Lu Bo's expression froze, but when he thought that Jiang Qingkui didn't listen to him carefully because he was obsessed with his article, his mood improved again.

……

The tiered classroom was already full and it was not easy to find an empty seat. Fortunately, Old Ji had saved a seat for him in advance. When Zhou Wang walked over, he saw him waving.

In addition to Lao Ji, Lao Guo and the classmates I met just now were also sitting here.

What’s interesting is that when Zhou Wang sat down, Sun Xi Ningning, who was originally sitting on the other side, immediately switched seats with the girl next to her and sat on the other side of Zhou Wang.

"Mr. Guo."

Zhou Wang still greeted Lao Guo according to etiquette.

But Lao Guo's attitude was obviously much colder than before. He just nodded without any response.

Zhou Wang knew very well that not only did he not respond to his proposal just now, but he also answered a phone call and slipped away. In Lao Guo's view, this was naturally a rejection.

But Zhou Wang obviously had no obligation to explain to him. Seeing that Lao Guo didn't want to pay attention to him, he didn't care. After sitting down, he sometimes boasted to Lao Ji, and sometimes joked with Sun Xi Ningning who was exuding a sweet fragrance next to him. He seemed quite relaxed and comfortable.

Lao Guo, who couldn't bear to watch it anymore, wanted to remind Zhou Wang to "pay attention to the occasion", but Sun Xi Ningning almost fell on you with laughter. What's going on...

But just at this moment, Li Xiuwen accompanied the official representatives into the lecture hall. Many people had already started to applaud. Facing the flashing camera lights, Lao Guo had no choice but to sit up straight.

There are more than ten seats on the rostrum. Those who are qualified to sit on the podium are the official representative, President Li Xiuwen and two respected academicians.

But before Li Xiumen sat down, he walked to the podium on the side and whispered something to the Dean of Academic Affairs Qin Li who was standing there.

Qin Li showed an obviously surprised expression, and subconsciously glanced towards the classroom, but he quickly put away his strange expression and just nodded.

This little episode did not attract much attention. Soon, as Li Xiumen took her seat, Qin Li, the host, also smiled and patted the microphone, and the classroom became quiet.

"Welcome all new and old alumni to gather at Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School at this time. I am Qin Li, the host of today's homecoming season opening event. First of all, let us give a warm round of applause..."

After Qin Li made a brief opening speech, the boring leadership speech session began.

After the official representatives finished speaking, it was the turn of Academician Lei, an outstanding alumnus of the older generation, to give a speech, and everyone began to focus.

It can even be said that many people come here to admire the academician's style.

Academician Lei's speech was not dogmatic, but rather witty and interesting, closely following current affairs, and many people smiled knowingly when they heard it.

Zhou Wang couldn't help but sigh. After all, he was an old man who had experienced countless big scenes. The ability to infect others with words was something that Zhou Wang lacked.

When Academician Lei finished his speech, the audience burst into warm applause, which lasted for a while before dying down.

At this time, Lu Bo, who was sitting in the audience, also began to get excited.

Today's scene was more exciting than he had expected. Not only did so many spectators come, but also TV stations and officials...

According to the procedure, it was his turn to go on stage and give a speech.

But soon, Lu Bo's eyes became stunned, because Qin Li had no intention of continuing to host. Instead, Li Xiumen stood up from the podium and took Qin Li's position.

"?"

Didn’t the principal speak last?

While Qin Li was wondering, Li Xiuwen had already stood in front of the host platform, holding the microphone and said with a smile:
"Good morning, everyone. I am Li Xiuwen, the current principal of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School."

After the customary applause, Li Xiuwen continued:

"According to the original process, I should have been the last one to go on stage to give a summary speech, but the reason I am standing here now is because I can't contain my excitement and want to share a good news with everyone."

Most people in the classroom were confused, but Li Xiumen also aroused their curiosity.

"Many of you here should know that our Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School has an education development foundation. If you don't know, you can take a look at the brochure on the table. It has a detailed explanation..."

When many people began to read the manual, Li Xiuwen continued to smile:
"This year happens to be the 10th anniversary of the foundation's establishment, and some alumni who knew about this in advance have already transferred the fundraising funds to our foundation's account. We will then make a public announcement on the website..."

"The good news I want to share with you is that just now, we received a cash donation from an alumnus... and the amount he donated not only created a history for the foundation, but also exceeded the total amount of donations in all previous years!"

Having said this, Li Xiumen paused for a moment, and there was already a commotion in the classroom.

The people from the alumni association who knew the inside story of the foundation were all stunned for a moment.

Even those who don't know the amount can sense that it is not a small number just by listening to Li Xiumen's description.

After whetting everyone's appetite, Li Xiuwen smiled and said, "The amount is... 10 million RMB!"

After a brief silence, there were bursts of exclamations in the classroom.

And young people like Lao Ji who was beside Zhou Wang shouted out directly and exaggeratedly.

"Fuck!"

"Mr. Duo...just now the principal said Mr. Duo?!"

(End of this chapter)