NFBE Chapter 97 Let's sell a coffin first!! (??????)
Chapter 97 Let's sell a coffin first!! (??????)
Principal Zhang was overjoyed.
But he still retained a 'residual' sense of reason and needed to figure out why the money was being donated to the school.
"Miss He, why are you donating money to our school?"
He Fan was just waiting for him to ask, so he didn't beat around the bush: "I have a younger brother who's coming to study here."
Upon hearing He Fan's words, Principal Zhang's joy dissipated by half.
Over the years, it's not like no one has tried to take shortcuts to get people into their own schools.
But this... is unfair.
If it's all about money, then let those who are ignorant and incompetent enter this school.
How can we talk about fairness to those students who have studied hard for years to get in?
Principal Zhang put down his teacup.
His attitude was very polite: "Ms. He, our school may not need anything for the time being. Or, I can contact you again if we need anything in the future?"
He Fan understood his concerns and took a file folder from Wu You and placed it on the coffee table.
"Principal Zhang, why don't you take a look first before deciding whether or not we need it?"
Looking at the file folder in He Fan's hand, it didn't seem to contain money.
The principal patiently opened the package and took out the documents inside.
Student status? Leave of absence application? Transfer application? Hmm... Beijing Institute of Technology's name?
"Miss He, is your brother a student at Beijing Institute of Technology?"
The principal asked in surprise.
He Fan nodded: "Yes, he was admitted to Beijing Institute of Technology last year, but he had to take a year off due to health reasons. Now he doesn't want to go to Beijing Institute of Technology anymore and wants to transfer directly to your school."
Principal Zhang's eyes lit up with joy.
He Fan's tone was slightly teasing.
"Principal Zhang, have you suddenly remembered what the school is lacking?"
"If we don't need it for the time being, then... I'll take my leave?"
Despite saying that, He Fan showed no intention of getting up.
Principal Zhang quickly replied, "Yes, yes, I've got it!"
He Fan chuckled, as if seeking confirmation from Principal Zhang.
"Then I'll have to trouble Principal Zhang. I reckon the only remaining formalities are your school's transfer application and approval from the Education Bureau. It should take about three days."
Principal Zhang neatly put the documents into the folder.
"Have Ankang bring his documents tomorrow, and I'll personally take him to the Education Bureau to process it. It will only take one day."
Seeing that Principal Zhang was so cooperative, He Fan stopped dawdling.
"I think we're missing a gymnasium and a laboratory building. And the equipment in your office isn't very new either."
Principal Zhang couldn't stop smiling.
He waved his hand and said, "I'm fine here. It's just an office. Why make it so fancy?"
He Fan continued, "The subsidy system for impoverished students could also be revised, and the teaching equipment might be a bit outdated..."
A whole host of problems were pointed out, and the principal could no longer sit still.
If someone else said that, he might argue or even curse.
But when He Fan said it, it had a completely different meaning.
Principal Zhang was radiant; he was practically grinning so hard he was showing off his gums to He Fan.
They immediately called someone to draft the contract.
He Fan was very generous: "I will donate 3000 million yuan to the school for the laboratory building and equipment, 2000 million yuan for the gymnasium, and 1000 million yuan for teaching equipment."
After thinking for a while, he said uncertainly, "500 million yuan should be enough to renovate the office and accommodation environment for all faculty and staff, right?"
Principal Zhang's face turned red with excitement. With such a large budget, what kind of building is this going to be?
Is Yunnan University of Technology really going to flourish under his leadership?
"That's enough! That's enough!"
He Fan nodded: "The scholarship will be 500 million per semester. An Kang will be in school for four years, and I will pay the school 1000 million every year on this day."
Principal Zhang had absolutely no objections.
He was completely stunned by He Fan's extravagant spending habits.
"Miss He, please rest assured, I will keep a record of every single transaction and will not embezzle a single penny."
He Fan: "......" Then you are really honest.
"Let's round it up then, donate 8000 million directly, I'll transfer the money first. You guys prepare the contract, and Ankang can come over tomorrow to have him sign it."
Principal Zhang readily agreed: "Okay, Miss He will have An Kang come to see me anytime tomorrow."
With things mostly settled, He Fan left with Wu You.
The next morning, Ankang arrived at Yunnan University of Technology with his face covered in bruises.
The principal imagined all sorts of things after seeing it.
Were you bullied at Beijing Institute of Technology?
Or did Miss He beat the naughty kid for not wanting to go to school?
The principal immediately rejected the second idea in his mind.
No, absolutely not. Miss He is such a good person, she would never hit someone.
Don't worry about these things, the most important thing is to take the child to transfer schools first.
It was said to take a whole day, but in reality, it was almost all done in one morning.
In Ankang, dozens of documents were signed in just one morning.
There are all sorts of procedures, such as transfer-out and transfer-in applications, leave of absence certificates, confirmation letters, and a whole host of other enrollment formalities.
Ankang is about to sign a contract...
In addition, his arm was injured, so An Kang simply folded the documents into a stack.
Without having time to read the contents carefully, I missed all the places where I needed to sign and signed them one by one.
Among that stack of documents was the donation contract that He Fan had finalized yesterday.
In this way, the broadcast from He Fan's side rang out on time.
系统：检测到宿主为4号恋爱攻略对象安康消费爱情基金8000万，返现金额为4000万。获得系统积分8000，累计系统积分.9.
He Fan lay in the hotel room, listening to the news broadcast.
The system excitedly said, "Host, you're almost there!"
He Fan also seemed very interested.
"Once I get back, I'll pay for the helicopter, and that should be enough."
Then he asked, "What kind of function can you use this time?"
The system said mysteriously, "I need to buy a coffin."
He Fan almost rolled off the sofa: "What did I get?"
The system does not understand why the host is reacting so strongly.
He said seriously, "I won't tell you yet, you'll find out later. Let's sell a coffin first!!! (??????)??"
He Fan: "......"
Well, they've kept us in suspense like it's a coffin.
He didn't intend to correct her: "Fine, then you sell it..."
......
"Buzz~"
He Fan opened his phone and checked his WeChat messages.
'Xingzhiyuan has accepted your WeChat request'
Hey, isn't this the proud and aloof number 5?
Luxury boxed lunch: "Captain Xing?"
Xingzhiyuan: "Hmm!"
This guy is really aloof.
When He Fan saw that he only replied with one word, he rolled his eyes and exited the WeChat interface.
So what if he's handsome? I don't care. Aren't men easy to find?
Once the helicopter points are collected, if there's still no progress in loyalty, I'll delete you in a heartbeat.
He Fan put down his phone, closed his eyes to rest, and ignored him.
......
The reason He Fan was able to successfully intimidate the Chen family was probably due to the phone call Xing Fei made to Tian Shuo.
And Xing Fei wasn't doing it for any other reason.
He simply assumed that his arrogant son had taken a liking to He Fan.
After all, it involved adding each other's contact information and using Hu Jun's connections to introduce the person to him.
In the end, she even called He Fan specifically because He Fan was being bullied in Yuncheng.
This made Xing Fei extremely happy.
I have to support her! I absolutely must protect this future daughter-in-law.
He Fan was completely unaware of this matter at the moment.
Seeing that she was curled up on the sofa sleeping again, Wu You very skillfully covered her with a blanket.
After He Fan fell asleep, the screen of his phone lit up.
"Buzz~"
Xingzhiyuan: Are you alright?
The other party withdrew a message.
Xingzhiyuan: Are you alright?
The other party withdrew a message.
Xing Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone: ......
How can I say this without sounding abrupt? It's so difficult.
In the end, Xing Zhiyuan gave up.
Only two glaring retraction records remain.