In fact, the process of the event is not complicated. They prepared some gifts and initially planned to have all members of the college student union go there on the 31st, hold a party with the children in the evening, welcome the New Year together, and hold a donation ceremony.
At present, the student union has collected more than 200 books and other gifts. Teachers and students have donated 10,000 yuan, all of which will be donated to Shinianzi Village Primary School. Zhan Minglu has already contacted the car and will wait until the end of the year.
, pull everything together.
After hearing what Zhan Minglu said, Luo Shiqi couldn't help but feel a little proud. He always believed that what Class 2 could do well, Class 1 could do the same, or even do better. Although he also accepted the fact that the student union of the college was a group as long as it went out.
But I still couldn't help but distinguish Class 1 and Class 2 in my mind.
Zhang Chi said: "Are all the student unions in other departments like ours?"
Zhan Minglu said: "Actually, the student union of the school organizes this kind of activity every year. The format is similar, and even the target audience is similar. These schools are randomly assigned."
Zhang Chi said: "Go and check if there are any nursing homes for lonely elderly people in Shi Nianzi Village? Anyway, we are sending warmth, so we don't have to send more."
Zhan Minglu said: "But our theme this time is student aid, not caring for the elderly."
Zhang Chi said: "How many branches of the student union are there in the whole school? We all help students, and when the time comes, they will all have the same photos and the same reports. How can our New World School of Management stand out? If we want to stand out, we have to be different from others."
When Luo Shiqi heard this, he admired him a little. He had so many clever ideas. All the student unions offered student aid. We not only helped students but also respected the elderly. This made him outclass others.
Zhan Minglu said: "But the money we raised is all in the name of student aid."
Zhang Chi said: "Let's continue the collection. Aren't there forty committee trainees here today? Ask them to donate some, and tell them to support students and respect the elderly. Since you have entered our college, you must share weal and woe with us, and you must have a collectivist spirit.
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Luo Shiqi nodded and said: "Yes, we have to let them get the money. They also have a share of the honor anyway."
Mi Xiaobai couldn't help laughing. Zhang Chi glared at her and said, "Be serious. Go and tell Zhen Xiubo to print more banners and slogans. We must build momentum. I have prepared the slogans."
Yes, you just need to follow the seal."
Mi Xiaobai shook his head helplessly. Zhang Chi really loved to be in the limelight. It would be okay if he didn't participate in such activities. As long as he participated, he would do it with great fanfare. He had to outdo everyone in terms of momentum.
Doesn't this guy understand that a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?
Zhan Minglu was still a little worried and said: "But I am a committee student, what if I don't want to donate?"
Zhang Chi said: "If they don't donate, they will hang out their entire class. As a member of the college who does not actively participate in college activities, we can suggest that the college leaders deduct their credits and add them to us. Moral evaluation is also very important."
Luo Shiqi nodded, this is possible.
Zhan Minglu said: "But there are no student union members among them, and I don't know any of them. I don't know who to contact."
Zhang Chi thought for a while and said, "You go find the guy named Ma Da in their class. If necessary, you can recruit him to join the student union."
In the afternoon, Zhan Minglu brought good news. Ma Da was very talkative. Hearing about the donation for student aid and respecting the elderly, he immediately went to the class to mobilize, and he took the lead in donating 10,000 yuan. You must know that all the teachers and students in the school donated only 10,000 yuan.
With more than 10,000 yuan, Ma Da alone almost caught up, and under his mobilization, forty students in the training class jointly donated another 5,000 yuan, an average of more than 100 yuan per person.
The first thing Zhang Chi thought of was to steal all the limelight from their new life. The second thing he thought of was that a wealthy Kaizi like Ma Da must develop him into the organization as soon as possible. Several other members also thought of the same thing as him.
When school was over, Zhang Chi was walking to the dormitory, and someone came up behind him: "President Zhang."
Zhang Chi slowed down and waited for him to catch up. Ma Da came to his side and smiled: "I just found out that you are the student union president of our college."
Zhang Chi chuckled and said, "I heard about your donation. Thank you very much for your support for the work of the student union." He said in his heart that this foreigner was rich, so he gave Mr. Qin an enlightened beast without hesitation in Panjiayuan.
For teeth, Mr. Qin gave him 200,000 yuan at that time. I guess the 200,000 yuan has not been spent yet.
Ma Da said: "I am a person who has money but doesn't know how to spend it. Aiding students and respecting the elderly is very meaningful. Of course I want to participate."
Zhang Chi took the initiative to extend an olive branch: "Are you interested in joining the student union?"
Ma Da nodded hurriedly, grinning almost to the base of his ears.
Zhang Chi likes the kind of classmates who actively seek progress and are extremely wealthy. For the sake of Ma Da’s donation of 10,000 yuan, he was going to treat him to a barbecue in the evening. Unexpectedly, Ma Da rushed to say: "President Zhang, are you free tonight?"
?I want to treat you to dinner."
Zhang Daxian noticed that he addressed himself as president, and also used the word "you". This foreigner looked like a fool, but he was actually very thoughtful. He was very respectful to himself, and there was flattery in his behavior. Combined with the previous
This guy's behavior of giving gifts to Mr. Qin in various ways is not difficult to judge. This guy should be a licker.
Immediately Zhang Daxian pretended to be embarrassed, put his hands behind his back and hesitated in a leadership tone: "I have appointments with other classmates tonight."·
Ma Da said: "Then call them together. I'll invite them. I just want to get to know my classmates, so it's settled."
Zhang Chi said: "Where are you going to eat?"
"I know a barbecue restaurant that tastes good. I'll send you the address. Let's meet at 6:30 in the evening."
Zhang Chi and Ma Da separated in the dormitory, and soon received a message from Ma Da. Zhang Chi had just heard that he invited him to have barbecue, and he had a hunch that he might go to his own barbecue restaurant. When he saw the message, it turned out to be true. Zhang Daxian secretly admired him
, Ma Da definitely didn't choose his own barbecue restaurant by mistake. This guy must have learned a lot about himself. He is very skilled in flattering, and his golden retriever's big face licking skills are quite good.
Uncle Qin was collecting quilts in front of the dormitory building. Zhang Chi went over to help him and took the two chairs used to dry the quilts back to the reception room.
Uncle Qin said: "I heard that your college has a new training class."
Zhang Chi smiled and said, "You are really well-informed. Who told you that?" He probably heard it from Mi Xiaobai. Zhang Chi thought that Uncle Qin was probably silently acting as Mi Xiaobai's guardian.
Uncle Qin said: "Don't talk about your college, any troubles in Shuimu can't be hidden from me."
If it were anyone else, Zhang Chi would definitely think he was bragging, but he wouldn't think so of Uncle Qin. This old man hides very deeply and has a good way of doing things.
Zhang Chi said: "Uncle Qin, do you know about the mysterious bureau?"
Uncle Qin nodded: "It's about the old rice rotting the millet."
Zhang Chi said: "You really don't know what this training class is for?"
Uncle Qin said: "Didn't you say that the Mysterious Bureau is going to be rebuilt? Will some of the students in this training class become the first batch of members?"
Zhang Chi found that Uncle Qin really wasn't bragging. It was strange. How could an old guard know so many inside stories? Could it be that he is also a member of the academy? Zhang Chi said: "Isn't this mysterious bureau very exciting and powerful?"
Uncle Qin said warily: "Are you trying to trick me?"
Zhang Chi smiled and said: "Uncle, you are so wise and powerful, I don't think it is so easy to trick you."
"It's good to know."
Zhang Chi said: "I heard that the past director of the Mysterious Bureau was named Qin. He has the same surname as yours. Could it be that you are the real person?" He asked knowingly. Mr. Qin was the former director of the Mysterious Bureau. The concierge, Uncle Qin, was only named Qin.
, Zhang Chi originally suspected that Uncle Qin was related to Mr. Qin, but after following Mr. Qin to the cemetery, he heard that Mr. Qin's eldest brother Qin Chunqiu had died. It seemed that Uncle Qin should be younger than Mr. Qin, that is, sixty.
How old he is, he can't be Mr. Qin's brother.
Uncle Qin said: "You will take more care of Mi Xiaobai from now on."
"I don't seem to have this obligation."
Uncle Qin said: "It's good."
Zhang Chi said shamelessly: "What's the benefit?"
Uncle Qin bent down to get his shoe box under the bed. Zhang Chi still knew a little about the layout under his bed. Except for the shoe box, it was Erguotou.
Uncle Qin fumbled around for a while, took out a porcelain bottle, handed it to Zhang Chi and said, "This thing is good for your exercise."
Zhang Chi picked up the porcelain bottle, unscrewed the cork and smelled it. He smelled that it contained Fierce Fire Fusion Yang Pill, a second-grade pill. This pill is helpful for real fire body refining. The last time Uncle Qin went crazy in the bathroom
, it was the Liehuo Rongyang Pill that helped him get out of danger.
Zhang Chi knew that the Fire-Rongyang Pill was definitely good for him, so he stopped smiling and said, "The ointment you used last time was quite effective."
Uncle Qin heard that he was making conditions, so he went to the shoe box under the bed and rummaged for a while, found a bottle of ointment and handed it to Zhang Chi. Zhang Chi looked at the small bottle and curled his lips: "It's a bit little."
"If greed is enough, the snake will swallow the elephant!"
Ordinary wound medicine can at most stop the bleeding. It takes a certain course of treatment to heal the scars. It is impossible to restore the skin without leaving traces. This bottle of medicine from Uncle Qin is Moyu Muscle Ointment. As long as it is the skin and flesh.
No matter how serious the injury is, it will heal quickly after applying it.
Zhang Chi put away the medicine bottle and said with a playful smile: "Actually, she is more powerful than me. Even if I want to protect her, I am unable to do so."
Uncle Qin said: "Maybe in the academy, but out of the academy, she is no different from ordinary people."
Zhang Chi had heard in the past that the psychic powers of freshmen like them would be controlled by some special method after entering the academy. As long as they left the academy, they would be in a state of psychic shielding. Since his spiritual pressure was zero, he did not possess the psychic powers defined by the academy.
That's why he was not affected by the shield.
Zhang Chi said: "Why does the academy block their spiritual energy?"
Uncle Qin said: "If there are no restrictions, I don't know how much trouble these students will cause in society."
Zhang Chi asked another question: "I heard that there are more and more people with superpowers. Will there be more freshmen in the college next year?"
Uncle Qin said: "It's not that there are more and more people with superpowers, but that the world is changing."
Zhang Chi heard something in his words and humbly asked for advice: "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Uncle Qin said: "It's not that more and more superpowers have appeared in this world, but because the world has changed, more and more superpowers have been created." He reached out and patted Zhang Chi's shoulder and said:
"Aren't you one of the beneficiaries?"
Zhang Chixin said that I was not a beneficiary, but a victim. I was demoted to the mortal world. Uncle Qin still didn't explain clearly: "Uncle, what changes have happened?"
Uncle Qin smiled secretly and said: "You have to ask the Mystery Bureau about this. They are going to re-establish the Mystery Bureau and what kind of New World School of Management they are. They must have discovered something."
