Because the school is now in the 100th anniversary, everything is in chaos.
It is normal for this kind of information to be missing, and Ling Mufeng could only sigh.
However, his pomp and demeanor deeply shocked many students.
Ling Mufeng is still in the state of being beaten by everyone, so he dresses up very low-key.[
He wore a large black-framed sunglasses and a hat, which almost covered most of his face.
Beside him, in addition to the teachers of all kinds, there were several bodyguards.
Such a situation is very grand, making it the same as the national leaders going to the grassroots level.
After walking around, he could not see Ye Zhiqiu's shadow. He was very depressed.
Seeing that the sunset was setting, the principal saw Ling Mufeng's lack of interest and said, "Otherwise, let's book a private room for dinner first? Let Director Qi take Mr. Ling over first, and we will arrive later."
Ling Mufeng nodded irresistibly.
The principal immediately smiled and told Qi Xuannan to greet the VIP.
Qi Xuannan was also full of tears in his heart.
The road construction and facility problems that were originally annoyed were easily solved by Ling Mufeng with a wave of his hand.
The burden on his shoulders was much lighter, and he was also particularly enthusiastic about Ling Mufeng.
Strangely, Ling Mufeng is willing to donate money, but he has nothing to do with X City Yizhong.
He is not an alumnus and has nothing to do with this school.
"Mr. Ling, I'm a little surprised."
Qi Xuannan couldn't help but want to gossip: "Why do you want to donate?"
A graceful figure suddenly flashed in Ling Mufeng's eyes.
"For some reason... this is my alma mater for a very important person."
Qi Xuannan said "Oh" and didn't ask any further.
"I can donate a lot of money, but I only have one request." Ling Mufeng said, suddenly a little serious.