Chapter 534 Do you want to be in the top position? It’s up to you?
"This is the thing that pisses me off the most." Tong Zhengrong said this. He slapped the table hard again, and then stood up suddenly. He looked like he was about to turn the table over.
"What makes you so angry?" Ling Cang asked with interest: "They used the money to reorganize the Ju Shui Society, donate it to the government for infrastructure construction, or expand equipment."
"None of them." Tong Zhengrong realized that he was a little embarrassed. He slowly sat down and said, "If they do this, it is reasonable."
"So they did something unconscionable."
"Yes." Tong Zhengrong snorted heavily: "They donated the money to schools in various names. They built libraries and laboratories for universities, built stadiums for middle schools, and provided extracurricular readings for elementary schools. Especially when they ’s base camp semi-finals. Almost every primary school student can eat nutritious lunch for free at noon.”
"Yeah."
"It's not just the money they extorted. They also donated all the belongings they had accumulated over the years. I really don't know what they think. All the money was wasted." At this point, Tong Zhengrong snorted again: " It seems that Miyamoto Tsuzaki has really had enough. He has already planned how to deal with his inheritance."
"Speaking of it this way, I respect them even more."
Tong Zhengrong glared: "Did I hear that right?"
"You heard that right. Chief Tong, if you know history, you should know that Japan's rise in modern times was due to the huge compensation received from the Qing Dynasty during the Sino-Japanese War of 1888-1894. Before the war, those militarists were prepared to sacrifice their lives for Coming to Japan's national destiny in the next few decades, Miyamoto Tsusaki has continued this spirit. He just used another method. Isn't it worthy of admiration..." After a pause, Ling Cang continued: "It's more important. The thing is, after the Japanese received these compensations, they spent a considerable part of it on the development of education. It is precisely because of high-quality education that they have high-quality citizens. This in turn allowed Japan to rise again as an economic power in the ruins of World War II. .No matter how much we hate the Japanese, we must admit that this nation has a lot worth learning."
"Are you trying to compare us?"
"That's right." Ling Cang nodded: "According to United Nations statistics, our country's per capita investment in education is at the bottom of the world. Even the poor African country Uganda cannot compare. When countless parents are struggling with expensive childcare fees and school selection fees, And when other education fees are a headache, talking about any so-called 'rise' is just a castle in the air."
"Ling Cang..." In the past, Tong Zhengrong had already lost his temper. Although he could barely hold it back this time, he was still very unhappy with his words: "What we are discussing now is how to deal with the enemy, not ourselves. Looking for trouble."
"The enemy succeeded precisely because of our shortcomings. What's more, facing an enemy worthy of respect, we also need to learn more about our strengths."
"We are developing now. It is inevitable that we will encounter many problems that cannot be solved immediately. Moreover, our foundation is weak..."
"I know what you want to say." Ling Cang felt disdainful of these official words: "Many of the problems we encounter have never been encountered by others. This is very ironic. And... the people When you want to seek some welfare, such as increasing investment in education or free medical care for all, you always resort to crying poverty. But when GDP becomes the second largest in the world and fiscal revenue exceeds 10 trillion, where does all the money go? "
"you……"
"By the way... Ling Cang slapped his forehead and pretended to have a sudden realization: "I remembered it. It was used to make people famous and reduce the debt of African countries. Let the whole world share our development results. This is a good thing. For this reason, we must live frugally and tighten our belts."
Tong Zhengrong found that every time he talked to Ling Cang recently, he always made him very angry. With the lesson learned last time, he didn't want to quarrel with Ling Cang anymore because there was no way he could quarrel. He pointed at the door and said, "It's okay. Alright. Let’s go.”
Ling Cang had already expected that he would be expelled. He shrugged his shoulders and left nonchalantly.
I just returned to school. Yang Ze called: "I'm behind your school. Come over here."
"Okay." Ling Cang wanted to know what the boss was doing in No. 1 Middle School, so he rushed over.
Yang Ze was sitting on a step smoking leisurely. When he saw Ling Cang, he said hello: "You came very quickly." There were more than a dozen people gathered around him. Several of them were students from No. 1 Middle School.
We are all in the same grade, and the classrooms are close together. Although Ling Cang doesn't know them, they look familiar: "What's the matter?"
"These are my new juniors. They are also your classmates." Yang Ze pointed to those students and said, "From now on, this place in No. 1 Middle School will be under your control."
Several students looked at Ling Cang and recognized him immediately: "Aren't you Brother Sharp?"
Ling Cang said coldly: "Shut up."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." A student immediately changed his words: "I should call him boss."
"I told you to shut up." Ling Cang pointed at the student's nose and warned: "I don't want to listen to you now."
Yang Ze could tell that Ling Cang was not in a good mood. He winked and motioned to follow him to the side. Then he asked slowly: "What's wrong with you?"
"Boss..." Ling Cang forced a smile and said: "They are just students. They are not of any great use. There is no need to absorb them."
"What's wrong with the students? It's the same with you, isn't it?"
"I'm different from them..." Ling Cang originally wanted to continue, but he couldn't tell what was different, so he had to stop.
"I think they are all the same. What's more..." Yang Ze took a deep breath of cigarette. Then he added: "No. 1 Middle School is an aristocratic school. As long as a few powerful children join, your boss, I will not be able to win the wind. I will." It rains when it rains.”
"Boss, the children of the rich and powerful have their own circles. They will not join any gang casually." Ling Cang pointed to the clothes of the students and reminded: "These are not the children of the rich and powerful. They are just poor students specially recruited. .When it comes to studying, their grades must be pretty good. If it comes to matters on the road, they can’t figure it out at all.”
"You seem to be a special admissions student..." Yang Ze said with a half-smile: "Actually, it's not that you don't want to see them. It's that you don't want me to come to your school."
Ling Cang said against his will: "That's not true."
"That's enough." Yang Ze threw the cigarette butts on the ground, took out two more cigarettes, and handed one to Ling Cang: "It doesn't matter what they can do. There is always strength in numbers. Now I hit this piece My son has two eldest children. One is me and the other is Zhang Keba. He now has many younger brothers. I can’t fall behind... Besides, this is a good thing for you. From now on, you will have younger brothers in school. "
Ling Cang curled his lips and said reluctantly: "Yes."
"Come here." Yang Ze waved to a few students. Then he said slowly: "I believe you all know this Ling Cang. So I won't introduce him. He is my most proud subordinate. From now on, you guys will follow him. If you play hard, you will definitely have a bright future."
"Hello, Boss Lingcang." Several students bowed together. They looked respectable and somewhat quack-like. They looked very excited, with excitement on their faces. They probably won the final exam. No. 1 in the school year. They won't let them be like this.
"Okay. There's nothing going on here. You can go back first." Yang Ze sent a few students away. Then he said to Ling Cang, "I have something else to tell you."
"Speaking."
"The Siberian tiger is dead. Li Hongfu and his gang must be in a mood. You have been keeping an eye on me recently. If there is any trouble with them, please report it to me in time..."
"good."
A young man walked over from the side road. He was wearing very tight clothes and his hair was dyed a dazzling yellow. He looked arrogant.
Yang Zeqi glanced sideways. He didn't take it seriously. He wanted to say something else. The young man walked over and said, "Excuse me, are you Yang Ze?"
Seeing that the other party spoke very politely, Yang Ze nodded: "Yes."
"Yang Ze from the Hong Ming Gang."
"Yes." Yang Ze looked at the other party sideways and asked impatiently: "What's the matter with you?"
"Fuck you mom." Without any warning, the young man pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into Yang Ze's lower back.
Yang Ze hurriedly took a step forward. But it was still a little late. He was stabbed with a not too deep wound. Blood immediately flowed down his pants.
The young man took a step forward and was about to attack Yang Ze again. At this time, Li Haoze rushed over from the side. He raised his leg and tripped under his feet. The young man was not careful and fell to the ground.
While Li Haoze lowered his legs, he took off his belt from his waist. Then he slapped the young man hard and without any idea. He hit hard enough, and the belt was also very thick. He pulled it down, making a "snap" sound. A brick was struck and broke into two halves.
The young man screamed twice and lost the ability to resist. He threw away the dagger and curled up and rolled on the ground. Li Haoze was tired from the beating. He stepped forward and pressed his knee on the young man's chest. He grabbed his hair with his left hand and pressed it hard to the ground: " Who sent you here?"
The young man's face was covered with blood. His facial features were twisted together. His words were unclear: "No... no one..."
Yang Ze covered his lower back and limped over: "Then why did you attack me."
"I...I..." After hesitating for a while, the young man replied: "I will become famous if I kill you."
"You want to be on top, right? It's up to you." Yang Ze laughed a few times, picked up the dagger, and cut the young man's neck hard.
Just like that, a small hole appeared on his neck. The young man struggled hard for a few times, and then his body gradually became weak. After a while, he lay there motionless, except for twitching from time to time.
Li Haoze stood up. He took out a few tissues and wiped his hands carefully: "Would you like to inquire and see if anyone is instigating this kid?"