In the past two days, Zhuo Yi has been busy with one thing, which is the government charity fund assistance for poor students in urban areas. The entire charity fund is jointly established by a number of large enterprises, among which Huaguo Water Curtain Group is one of them. And
Now, by coincidence, the fund assistance plan is being implemented in Peiyuan District. Therefore, when Zhuo Yi saw Wang Ling's name on the assistance list, he was stunned...
Wang Ling's name was approved by Principal Chen after Teacher Pan applied to the Dean of Students. After all, the entire No. 60 Middle School knew how "bad" the situation at Wang Ling's family was. In an era when housing prices were not that expensive,
, can’t afford to live in a school district apartment in the city, and have to get up early and stay up late every day to go to school and take a two-hour hearse from the suburbs to school... Even when participating in the spirit sword exchange meeting, I couldn’t even bring out a decent spirit sword.
To use the summary on the poverty-stricken student declaration form submitted by Teacher Pan, it is just six words: miserable, miserable...
Zhuo Odd has always had a deep affection for Wang Ling, his young master... so he is particularly concerned about this matter. When his master is in trouble, of course he, as a disciple, cannot ignore it.
This time, the government's charitable fund assistance is quite large, but the number is limited, and there are so many students who applied. From so many applications, we need to remove the students who belong to the middle class but think they are poor. And then we need to remove them.
Those who come from well-off families and deliberately apply for false quotas to join in the fun are what Zhuo Qi has to do now.
Zhuo Yi spent two full days reducing the number of applications for schools in Peiyuan District from three million to three thousand...
The biggest one among them who pretends to be poor is Lin Xiaocong! He is a famous second-generation rich man who is well-known throughout the country. He usually works in a high-profile manner and is a bit domineering, but no one can do anything to him... just because
His father is Lin Sicong. The phrase "My father is Sicong" has become the standard mantra of this second-generation rich man.
Zhuo Odd felt that he was an upright and honest official. He had not received gifts or money. Even if it was a courier sent to the cadre's apartment, as long as the source was unknown, Zhuo Odd would return it the same way. But this time, Zhuo Odd really had to bite the bullet.
Once you have broken the precept... Master's business is your own business. The total application quota is only 3,000, so the chance of applying can be said to be very slim.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Zhuo Yi decided to help Wang Ling find a back door...
If I can help Master apply for a quota, the relationship between myself and Master will take another big step forward, right?
With Zhuo Yi thinking in his mind, a phone call was made to the secretary's office of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance.
Not long after, the phone was picked up, and the old leader's voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Xiaozhuo?"
"Well... Secretary Sun, it's me."
On the other end of the phone, Secretary Sun frowned: "You have just taken up the position of General Director of the Hundred Schools Administration. Didn't I ask the Human Resources Department to give you a holiday? Why are you still working?"
"The district is conducting a charity fund pilot project these past two days. Isn't it time to take a break? When I finish working for a while, I will go and rest." Zhuo Yi answered truthfully.
"Well, children's matters always come first. Xiaozhuo, I really saw you right!"
The old secretary nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, why did you call me this time?"
There is a saying that no one should go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Secretary Sun has already known this by heart after having been in the officialdom for so many years. Usually, the old secretary would simply refuse to answer such calls. But since the person was Zhuo Yi, Secretary Sun would naturally treat it differently.
.This is an outstanding cadre who ranks first in the polls. If he calls for help, he will most likely be in trouble.
"Secretary Sun, it's about the charity fund. I want to help a student in particular..." Zhuo Yi said.
"Which student is it?" Secretary Sun frowned. Why does this matter sound like an official decision?
"In the previous spirit sword exchange meeting between No. 59 Middle School and No. 60 Middle School, the student who used the wooden sword...does Secretary Sun remember it?"
The old secretary was startled and patted his head: "Oh! So it's him! I remember hearing you say that this student's family is not well off and he can't even afford a house in the city's school district."
"Yes! That's right, it's him! It's great that Secretary Sun still has an impression!"
"Of course I have an impression. I remember that this student was quite special and left me with a different feeling... Think about it, at the spirit sword exchange meeting at that time, how many pairs of eyes looked at him.
A wooden sword appears, and it doesn't seem to bother you at all."
"Then the old secretary thinks what's so special about this classmate Wang?"
Secretary Sun pondered for a moment and said: "It just gives me a feeling of... being poor and having a strong backbone!"
Zhuo Yi: "..."
"I know everything about the situation. Now that you are the head of the Hundred Schools General Administration, you have the final say on matters in Songhai City. There is no need to report it to me. This matter will be left to you to arrange everything. No matter how poor you are, you can't
Poor education, we must vigorously cultivate a student with such a strong character, he will definitely become a pillar of the country in the future!"
"Well, okay...Thank you, Secretary Sun, for understanding."
After reporting his work, Zhuo Yi hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, it's time for him to show off his energy!
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In the principal's office of No. 60 Middle School, Principal Chen and Director Shi stared at the same report form, scanning it up and down.
This report form was just circulated by the Office of the Hundred Schools General Administration. It contains a complete list of students who have applied for aid from all schools in the city.
"We applied for 10 places out of 60, and all of them passed!" Director Shi showed a surprised expression.
"It seems that Zhuo Yi still has deep feelings for our No. 60 Middle School." Principal Chen pointed to a name: "Look, among these ten people, there is actually an asterisked key aid spot."
Key assistance?
Director Shi hadn't noticed it before, but now after hearing what Principal Chen said, when he looked back, he found a small asterisk next to a student's name: "...Wang Ling?"
Director Shi read out the name, and they both nodded at the same time because they both had an impression of this student.
I had participated in a spirit sword exchange meeting before, and although my overall performance was average, the peach wood spirit sword in my hand sparked a group discussion.
After the Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting, this classmate’s class teacher, Teacher Pan, has been looking for opportunities to apply for assistance.
Principal Chen smiled slightly: "It seems that now Teacher Pan can finally get what he wanted. This is a big favor for Mr. Wang Ling!"
"There are a lot of materials that have been applied for in the key aid quota. I don't know what Wang Ling's needs are for materials. As long as they are reasonable, they are within the scope of the aid," Director Shi said.
"If you need it...Teacher Pan has already asked Student Wang Ling. In addition to the basic special aid gift package, Student Wang Ling also wants something else..."
After Teacher Pan received the news that the aid application was approved, he asked Wang Ling early in the morning and sent the list of special needs to the principal's office.
Principal Chen and Director Shi saw that in addition to basic supplies, such as three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation exercise packages, the aid packages on the list...the two of them finally stared at the fifty boxes of special needs at the bottom of the list.