"Jing Gao, haha, hello, hello. About the mountain goods, ah, you're welcome."
Jing Gao took his mobile phone and said a few polite words to Bai Xingguo at the window of the study room, explaining his purpose: "Teacher Bai, I plan to donate a sum of money to my alma mater for a scholarship. I wonder if you can help connect me?"
Bai Xingguo suppressed the surprise in his heart and said with a smile: "Of course that's no problem. Can I ask the Alumni Association and Education Fund Development Office for you?"
"Okay!"
Bai Xingguo paused and said, "Jing Jing, do you have any projects that you want to cooperate with the school? It's best to mention them before donating."
He said it more tactfully.
He's not like a spoiled wife who doesn't know anything. Who would donate money to his "alma mater" casually? There will always be some need, whether it's fame or fortune.
Jing Gao said frankly: "This is the case. I have a venture capital company that wants to join forces with our Jingxin University to organize a 'College Student Entrepreneurship Competition' for universities across the capital. Of course, the focus is still on cultivating our junior students at Jingxin University.
School girl."
Bai Xingguo understood and said tentatively: "Then...Senior Jing, how much do you plan to donate? I don't mean anything else. I know the amount so I can communicate with the school."
Jing Gao said lightly: "Ten million!"
"hiss…"
Bai Xingguo took a deep breath in his heart and was slightly stunned in surprise. Big deal. Big deal! Jingxin University has not received such a large single donation from an individual in the past five years.
Spending tens of millions to buy a house and donating 10 million are completely different concepts. He definitely underestimated Jing Gao's wealth.
After more than ten seconds, Bai Xingguo came back to his senses and said, "Okay. Senior Jing, please wait for my news. I promise to handle it properly for you."
After all, he couldn't hold back and directly expressed his stance to Jing Gao.
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After hanging up the phone, Bai Xingguo excitedly hugged Wei Caiyan and kissed him.
"Hey, I'm thirty years old." On the forest road in the evening, some students were watching this scene with eyes wide open. Wei Caiyan pinched her husband shyly.
Holding hands, they walked and asked, "What's going on? Isn't Jing Gao just calling you back? Why are you so excited?"
Bai Xingguo grinned and said in his beloved wife's ear: "Jing Gao plans to make a large donation of 10 million to Jingxin. Ask me to help with this matter."
"How much? I...go!"
Wei Caiyan cursed. No matter how new she was in officialdom, she understood what this meant to her husband. She turned her eyes charmingly and said softly: "Teacher Bai, I just said the wrong thing."
Bai Xingguo raised his head and laughed. He was very satisfied with his sweet wife's little fun.
Wei Caiyan shook her husband's arm and said softly: "Xingguo, can I talk to Lanlan now?" She really couldn't bear to see her best friend jump into the pit.
Lan Lan called yesterday and she seemed very dissatisfied with Jing Gao, with old and new hatreds stacked up. But look at Jing Gao's current momentum? Sisters, this is very dangerous!
Bai Xingguo said seriously: "No, wait a few more days. Wait until I finish this matter."
Wei Caiyan said: "Okay." She still made a clear distinction between the future of her best friend and her husband.
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After Jing Gao ended his phone call with Teacher Bai, the last ray of sunset disappeared in the sky. He breathed out gently, feeling relaxed in his heart.
For venture capital companies to open up new opportunities, let’s start with Jingxin University.
He has a lot of things to do today: leasing offices, recruiting, and starting a venture capital company.
It's time to take a rest tomorrow.
At this time, Anthony and the restaurant's chef happened to push the dining cart to deliver dinner.
"Mr. Jing, do you want to eat now?"
"Um."
Jing Gao told Anthony to have dinner in the dining room of the suite. After the meal, he took his new mobile phone and played "Glory of the King". Also known as: King of Pesticide.
The most popular competitive game in recent years is undoubtedly "League of Legends". However, his level is indeed poor, and he was a bronze player in college. Moreover, a game of League of Legends is slightly longer.
Therefore, he loves "Honor of Kings" on his mobile phone even more.
Since starting work, it has indeed been difficult for him to find a lot of time to sit in front of the computer and play "League of Legends".
King of Pesticide is a game that is quick to pick up, has a low barrier to entry, and is time-fragmented, but I can play it occasionally. The rank is golden.
"The enemy has five seconds to reach the battlefield!"
Jing Gao first silenced his teammates who were cursing and blaming each other. Out of sight, out of mind, he controlled the "monkey" and just killed a hero on the opposite side. The interface of his phone froze, and then a WeChat message popped up.
Then, he saw the screen gray out. His "monkey" was dead.
I go.
Your uncle's.
"Brother, you are finally online. Take me, take me to show off, take me to fly."
The message was sent by my aunt's cousin. He is in the first year of junior high school. Therefore, he can show off even if he is in the golden rank!
Jing Gao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't be angry with his little friend. He replied: "I'll give you Li Bai's skin later. I'm busy."
After finishing the game in ten minutes, of course he won. He recharged his money and bought a "Van Helsing" skin for 28.8 yuan as a gift to his little cousin.
It is said that King of Glory makes a lot of money from skin.
After two more rounds, Jing Gao felt he had finished dinner, so he went for a swim in the hotel swimming pool on the first floor. He exercised for three or four days, and his weight dropped significantly. His physical strength and endurance increased.
An hour and a half later, Jing Gao came back to take a shower and change into his nightgown. The pure and sweet Miss An An was already waiting in the living room wearing a light pink skirt suit.
With a smile on her face and eyes that was pleasing to the eye, An An said in a soft voice: "Master Jing, are we still the same as yesterday?"
There is no ambiguity in this statement, and it is in line with the rules. But the key is what was the process last night? First massage to relax the muscles, then drink some wine and chat, and then...
Jing Gao couldn't help but smile. Miss An An, who looked as innocent as a porcelain doll, was very good at setting the "hook". He could feel her charming charm and said, "Okay."
Enjoying An An's service, Jing Gao's sore muscles all over his body were relieved. He chatted casually with An An, thinking about tomorrow's things.
He has to go to ICBC for work on Monday, and two sets of casual clothes are not enough to change. He will buy some clothes tomorrow. Although he is engaged in design and knows some art, he is really not good at matching clothes. He needs to find someone to help him advise.
Jing Gao thought for a moment, asked An An to bring over his cell phone, and sent a message to Su Qing: "Classmate Su, I want to buy some clothes tomorrow. Do you have time to be my adviser?"
Su Qing did not reply immediately. Jing Gao and An An came out of the shower together and saw Su Qing's reply, "Okay. I was applying a facial mask just now."
Maybe Jing Gao hasn't replied for a long time, but there is a message below from Su Qing, "(crying expression), something really happened just now."
Jing Gao smiled and could feel the low profile of Su Qing, a beauty. While enjoying it, he thought about it and sent a new message: "Yeah. That's decided.
We haven’t seen each other for a long time, so in case I don’t recognize you tomorrow, would you mind sending me a beautiful photo of you to see first?”
