It's been a long time since Zheng Yaoyang had enough time to hang out in school without being disturbed like today.
Regardless of the race of people from any country in Asia, Europe, or Africa, unless they have very distinctive looks, when different races see different people, they are basically patients with severe face blindness.
Even if Zheng Yaoyang is famous, his influence is limited to Xiangjiang, and most people will not pay special attention to him.
Zheng Yaoyang was walking when suddenly a clear female voice came from behind: "Hey, Zuo An?"
He looked back and saw a girl who looked like she was in her early twenties, but she should be younger. Western women generally mature earlier and look more mature.
Zheng Yaoyang asked doubtfully: "Do we know each other?"
Zoan is his English name in New York, but no one has called him that for a long time.
Zheng Yaoyang looked at the girl carefully and thought carefully, and he was basically sure that it was not a romantic debt owed back then.
The girl has a good figure and slightly dark skin. Although she does not have big thick lips and a pointed nose, it can be seen that her ancestors are of African descent, and she should be a third or fourth generation mixed race.
She is a rather distinctive black beauty. If she had had close contact before, he would probably still remember her.
"My name is Amy, we have met at the welcome party." The girl replied with a smile, holding a book in her arms, apparently planning to go to class.
Zheng Yaoyang saw the textbook and guessed: "Amy, is it the welcome dance of previous years?"
The textbooks Amy holds are for high school sophomores. New York high schools have four years, junior high school and high school three years.
If the two are not in the same grade, then they probably met at the orientation party a few years ago.
Zheng Yaoyang vaguely remembered that he only attended that one of the school's welcome party.
There was quite a stir at that time, so much so that he did not participate in the following sessions.
Amy nodded happily: "Yes, you were so cool back then. Are you a professional driver now?"
Zheng Yaoyang shook his head and chuckled: "I returned to Xiangjiang to go to university."
When he was young and frivolous, he also liked racing cars, enjoying speed and passion, and the pleasure of adrenaline secretion.
It’s just that as I get older, I become more afraid of death, and the driver’s dream becomes a thing of the past.
Hearing that Zheng Yaoyang failed to become a professional driver, Amy looked disappointed: "It's really a pity."
In her opinion, drag racing is a cool thing, and if you can make this a career, it will be even cooler.
She asked curiously: "Don't you have to go to school recently? Why did you come back to school so suddenly?"
"Take a few days off. I have something to do when I come back."
"Do you need my help?"
"You came just in time, do you know where Mr. Wade is in the office building?"
Zheng Yaoyang did not forget his mission to come to school. He happened to be tired from shopping and it was time to do business.
"In Building C1, the school has not changed in the past two years."
Amy felt strange, but didn't think much about it.
Looking at his watch, he saw that there was still some time before class, and said enthusiastically: "Zoan, I'll take you there."
"Thank you." Zheng Yaoyang didn't refuse because he couldn't remember exactly where he was.
Following Amy to the C1 office building, we happened to meet the high school principal George.
Principal George was very surprised when he saw Zheng Yaoyang: "Zuo An, why did you come back suddenly?"
Zheng Yaoyang nodded slightly and smiled politely: "I made an appointment with Teacher Wade today."
"That guy Wade probably hasn't come yet, so you can rest in my office for a while."
The principal was very enthusiastic, leading the way and grinding and brewing the coffee himself.
He will remember the name of every student who has achieved something, because they are all invisible donors.
It is because of these donors that Trinity High School's reputation will spread throughout North America and thus it will receive more donations.
Amy felt strange, something indescribably weird, and asked in a low voice: "Has your family donated money to the school again?"
Because of the existence of the political donation system, North American students generally do not object to students who enter the school through donations.
If no one donates to the school, then these students, whose family conditions are poor but who excel in academic studies, will not be able to receive excellent educational resources and enjoy high scholarships every year.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said: "I don't think so. After all, I have graduated, so why should I donate?"
Amy didn't understand: "Why is that guy George so enthusiastic? It's like seeing green banknotes."
"Maybe he has always been so enthusiastic."
"Impossible, who doesn't know that he is a complete vampire who only serves money."
From what he said on the phone, it was not difficult for Zheng Yaoyang to guess that Amy's family situation was not very good.
Because the name vampire is a neutral term in his opinion. A vampire in the eyes of the poor may be an excellent educator in the eyes of the rich.
The key is how you look at the problem.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said: "People will change."
"I don't believe it, but you have changed a lot."
"Becoming younger? Or becoming handsome?"
"Both, but more mature."
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"
"Of course, but I have classes today."
"I'll pick you up this afternoon."
"That's it, I'll go to class first."
Amy smiled and left after saying that. Girls from Western countries have always been bolder and more direct.
For the boys they are interested in, they will not be stingy with their emotional feedback, nor will they pretend to be reserved, so that they will regret it only after losing them.
At this time, George came over with two cups of coffee and chatted with Zheng Yaoyang about the changes in the college in the past few years, as well as some interesting political events that happened recently.
Zheng Yaoyang also knew that as he now held the title of the richest man in Hong Kong, it was indispensable for him to visit his hometown without donating to his alma mater.
So I simply waved my hand and donated two million US dollars to Trinity High School to improve the campus environment.
When George heard this, his old face smiled and his attitude became more attentive. He even planned to hang Zheng Yaoyang's portrait in the column of outstanding alumni.
However, this proposal was rejected by Zheng Yaoyang. He is still young and does not like to be hung on the wall.
George smiled coquettishly and didn't dare to force it.
He doesn't look like a vampire as Amy said, he is just an excellent educator for the school.
It was approaching ten o'clock in the morning, and Wade Cerf wandered to the school. When he saw Zheng Yaoyang in the office, he yawned and said, "Zoan, you came so early."
An old white man in his fifties who looks very shrewd.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said: "I just arrived yesterday, and I haven't gotten used to the jet lag yet, so I got up early in the morning and came to the school for a walk."
Wade saw the donation documents on the table and said with a smile: "George, is it time to give me a bonus?"
George glared at him and put away the documents: "Zoan, let's talk. I have something to go out for. If you need anything, feel free to contact me."
Wade watched the principal leave and sat carelessly next to Zheng Yaoyang. He warmly hugged his shoulders and asked with a smile: "Man, how much did you donate this time?"
"Not much, just two million."
"Tsk tsk, you are so rich now."
Zheng Yaoyang patted him on the shoulder: "Wade, let's go out and chat, so that you can be so rich."
Wade was stunned for a moment, then noticed Zheng Yaoyang's change, and laughed: "I know a very good new coffee shop has been opened, but this stingy man's coffee tastes terrible."
Not long after, I arrived at an off-campus cafe. Even though it was a working day, there were still a lot of student couples coming and going.
Wade was very curious: "A few days ago, I heard that you were coming over, and I couldn't believe it."
There are a lot of true and false news on Wall Street every day. He just heard that the New York Stock Exchange is about to launch a new index.
Even he himself was not sure about the authenticity of the news and was still skeptical. He never thought that Zheng Yaoyang would come over without saying anything after hearing it.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and replied: "I have talked with Balke of SAS Capital, and I am also paying attention to the economic situation in Japan. I feel that it is almost time."
The Nikkei short-term index went online in mid-January. He couldn't remember the exact time. It should be within the next few days.
"Balk... a very powerful person."
Wade suddenly sighed and sighed again, with a very complicated expression on his face.
Zheng Yaoyang could feel that the two of them should have had a relationship before, and said: "Teacher, I hope you can come and help me for a while."
Wade smiled and didn't rush to agree, and asked: "Isn't Rogers from Quantum Fund helping you?"
Zheng Yaoyang said truthfully: "He still has work to take care of in Tokyo and can't leave, and I need a good trader on Wall Street."
Over the past four months, Rogers has managed one billion U.S. dollars at Jingfangli, making various investments in stock funds and even foreign exchange, earning a 38.24% return.
He lived up to Zheng Yaoyang's trust and proved his worth with his strength.
This time I bought the Nikkei short-selling index. Although I bought it on the New York Stock Exchange, the real battlefield was still in Tokyo.
Zheng Yaoyang needs someone to stay in Tokyo and pay attention to the latest market conditions, and Rogers is the best choice.