The most tempting offer that Song Yuhe could offer was money. Tuition fees were waived and living allowances were given. But Mengdie was not satisfied. Maybe it was not that she was dissatisfied, but that she didn't care about the money at all. [ ]
Song Yuhe remembered that the last time Mengdie's mother came, she came in a car. These days, not many can drive a car!
Now that money is useless, what conditions can be offered?
Song Yuhe suddenly had an idea flash in his mind and said: "The chairman of the student union, from this moment on, is you."
The one who answered Song Yuhe was Mengdie's head swinging three times.
For students, the president of the student union is a high-ranking official. He has no money and no power. So Song Yuhe really has no choice but to say: "Classmate Zhuang Mengdie, what conditions do you have?
Mention it, as long as I can do it and the school can do it, I will definitely satisfy you! Even if I can’t do it yet, I will try my best to do it!”
When the head of the school said this, it was equivalent to opening a blank imperial edict. However, Mengdie could fill in the content of the edict however he wanted!
Mengdie smiled and said, "Principal, I actually don't have any difficult requests. I just want to study on my own in the future? Can I be lazy and not come to attend? Or, what about some classes, I don't have to attend?"
Stunned for a moment, stupefied again and again!
Shocked and shocked!
Song Yuhe wanted to ask, "In this case, can you still guarantee your grades?" But Song Yuhe, who had an intuition that Zhuang Mengdie was not an ordinary student, resisted the question and waited for Mengdie's next words.
As he expected, Mengdie said: "In return, I promise to be admitted to the No. 7 Middle School in Jinghai City, and I will be admitted with the first place, the first place in the city!"
"Principal, are you satisfied with this answer?" Mengdie was so speechless that she couldn't stop talking!
At this time, Song Yuhe showed the charm of being able to ascend to the throne of principal, and answered simply: "Okay!"
Mengdie smiled, and Song Yuhe also laughed. He was definitely not worried about Mengdie's study. She was obviously a top-notch diamond, otherwise how could she dare to take the porcelain job? Not to mention not taking self-study classes, not taking some classes, she was the only one
Even without attending any class, Song Yuhe also believes that what Mengdie said will become a reality in June next year. At that time, it will be the moment when the Experimental Middle School becomes famous!
Song Yuhe not only laughed, but also continued to ask: "Are there any other conditions?"
"No, the principal just waits for the harvest season to come!" Mengdie said with a smile, Song Yuhe stretched out his hand, Mengdie stretched out his hand, and shook it gently with both hands. The meaning of this handshake, but