"Students, the weather is very cold, so I won't waste your time. The class teacher will take care of you as per the order..."
"headmaster!"
Before the principal could finish speaking, Director Cao came to him and whispered what happened to Fang Jing just now.∷八∷八∷Reading∷书,.≮.o
"Ahem! I'll take you two more minutes."
"ah!!"
Suddenly there was a wailing sound. The students were already tired after standing for so long, and it took another two minutes to disperse.
Only a few students didn't want to go to class. They were jumping up and down like monkeys, eager for the principal to talk until school was over.
"Quiet! Don't make any noise! Which class is over there? The head teacher will take care of it."
In the end, Director Cao's words worked, and the students did not dare to say a word.
"Students, please forgive me for leaving you here again, but I have a reason to do this. Next I want to announce some good news."
"Over the years, there have been many poor students in the school, and many families are burdened with heavy burdens. The children do not have enough to eat three meals a day. I see it in my eyes and feel anxious in my heart."
"But just now, your senior Fang Jing helped me solve this big problem. He will use 600,000 yuan every year as a poverty-stricken scholarship. As long as he is a poor student in the school, those with a final score of above average will receive 800 yuan. Excellent students will receive 800 yuan."
I received one thousand, everyone applauded and thanked me!"
"Wow!!"
There was a wave of applause. Not only the students, but also the teachers looked at Fang Jing with different eyes, one of relief and pride.
It was true that Fang Jing was a star in the school before, but it was just a conversation piece after dinner, and in the end it had nothing to do with them.
But now Fang Jing spends 600,000 yuan every year to help his younger students. This is a contribution to the school. It is a great charity. It is good for the sake of wealth, and their teachings are not in vain.
"Fang Jing, on behalf of the poor children in the school, I would like to say thank you." The principal bowed solemnly.
"Principal, you are too polite to take this seriously." Fang Jing quickly helped the principal up. He did not expect that the matter would be so serious.
"I really thank you. This money is so important to the children. You have done me a big favor."
Seeing that the principal was a little excited and with tears in his eyes, Director Cao took the microphone and handed it to Fang Jing, asking him to say a few words.
The principal turned around to calm down and silently wiped his eyes.
Looking at the students on the playground, Fang Jing said, "I will ask the school to publish the list of recipients every semester. If you have any objections to the people on the list, or feel that you meet the requirements but are not on the list, you can report it to the school.
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"I believe the principal will give you a satisfactory answer as soon as possible, or you can ask Teacher Xu Li and she will help solve it."
"The weather is so cold, I won't say much more. I wish everyone a happy winter holiday and a happy New Year in advance."
Fang Jing turned to look at Director Cao and said with a smile: "Director, let them disband. Don't freeze."
"Um!"
"Each class is dismissed and the head teacher will take them back."
Fang Jing did not go home at noon, but was left at school for a meeting. Six hundred thousand was not a small sum, and he donated it every year.
It is necessary for the school to let him know who is the supervisor of the financial aid, who is in charge, and how the specific process is carried out.
This meeting lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. Fang Jing recommended Xu Li to supervise him on his behalf, and the money would be paid once a year, starting from this semester.
As the end of the semester approached, it was originally discussed that it would be implemented next semester, but Fang Jing did not agree. Now there is no shortage of money. It would be great to allow these students to take money home in addition to excellent transcripts.
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At night, Xiao Wenjing came to Guizhou, and Hong Fang went to pick her up in person. Fang Jing prepared meals at home, and Fang Hui helped.
Knowing that he had a younger sister, Xiao Wenjing did not come empty-handed and brought a lot of gifts, all of which were things girls liked.
Fang Hui kept yelling at her sister, and even served food to others at the dinner table, completely ignoring Fang Jing, who had a dark face the whole time.
"Boss, where is my room?"
After having enough tea and food, Xiao Wenjing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and asked.
"You're already ready, come here."
The living room on the second floor was dark, and Fang Jing turned on the light with a flashlight.
"Ding, ding, ding! This is your room. It's big and spacious. I'm afraid you won't be used to the southern weather, so I bought two extra quilts."
Xiao Wenjing twitched the corner of her mouth and wanted to hit someone. It was indeed very spacious, but who uses the living room as a bedroom?
There was nothing in such a big living room, and there was only an iron bed in the middle. Fang Jing didn't know why he was so crazy, so he put a white four-piece suit on the bed. It was already cold, and it felt like a hospital morgue.
"Aren't there two more bedrooms here?" Xiao Wenjing looked at the closed door next to her.
Fang Jing smiled sheepishly, "There are debris in there, and I didn't have time to clean them up."
"So you arranged for me to stay in the morgue?"
Fang Jing:……
"What are you talking about? What is a morgue? Isn't it nice?"
"Boss, the freezer you put in is not like a morgue. Who wouldn't be afraid of the lights turning off? I'd better go out and live."
Xiao Wenjing was completely convinced and planned to find a hotel for one night. As for Fang Jing paying for it, she had no extravagant expectations.
"Where are you going to find a place to stay at night? What if you get lost in a place you're not familiar with? How about I find you a regular Internet cafe at twelve o'clock..."
"Get out!"
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In the middle of the night, Xiao Wenjing slept in Fang Hui's room, looking at the large and comfortable bed, small desk lamp, air conditioner, and computer.
Think about the conditions downstairs again...the black-hearted boss simply doesn't treat his employees as human beings.
After all, she still didn't go out to find a place to live, so Fang Jing arranged for her to squeeze in with Fang Hui.
Fang Hui couldn't sleep in the first half of the night, so he had to chat with her, and all he asked was about Fang Jing. While chatting, this girl fell asleep. She had insomnia, and was currently holding her cell phone, reading about Rebirth Entertainment.
The next day, Xiao Wenjing and Fang Hui didn't get up until three in the morning. Today, Saturday, Fang Hui didn't go to school, so Fang Jing specially bought breakfast and waited for them.
"Sister Jing, are you okay with rest?" Shang Jing asked while eating at the dining table.
"Well! Your sister is very well-behaved, considerate, and a nice person. Last night she said she would take me to eat snacks today. You said they are both brother and sister. Why is there such a big gap?"
When Xiao Wenjing said that Fang Hui was very good and considerate, Hong Fang buried her head and snickered, while Fang Jing remained silent.
"Here, eat more." Xiao Wenjing gave Fang Hui a piece of vegetable, "Fang Jing, why does your room only have one bed and one cloth wardrobe?"
Yesterday, when Xiao Wenjing saw Fang Jing's room for the first time, she couldn't believe it. How could this person be so picky? After seeing Fang Hui's room later, she gave up the idea. Now she is puzzled and confused.
Fang Jing pointed at Fang Hui with his chin, "I was not at home some time ago, and this considerate and well-behaved person you said was all sold to me, leaving only a few bed boards."
"Pfft!! Cough cough cough!" Xiao Wenjing spit out all the porridge in a mouthful.
Fang Hui blushed, glared at Fang Jing, took her own bowl and ran to the kitchen to eat, "Why is this person bothered by her revelation so early in the morning?"
Taking out a piece of paper to wipe her mouth, Xiao Wenjing smiled apologetically, "No way?"
"Ask Brother Hong, if I hadn't come back, she would have sold me."
"Clang!" A heavy sound of bowls falling came from the kitchen.
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