After crawling and rolling in the shopping mall for more than twenty years, Zhu Yang naturally had his own logical way of thinking about the angle and analysis of the problem. Zhu Yang did not find his thoughts to be absurd.
The truth was that when you thought it was absurd, reality would always give you an even more absurd play, refreshing the perception of others over and over again.
Mature was when one's understanding was refreshed time and time again. In the face of the absurd and incredible, the cruelty hidden in the darkness was like the coldness in the depths of the universe, becoming calm and collected.
It was essential for a successful businessman to believe in his vision and analysis, and then respond.
Zhao An didn't want to accept the ten million, but he wanted Zhu Yang to donate to the county's Sha Middle School. Zhu Lang wouldn't feel reluctant to part with it; in any case, as long as he could take out ten million to settle this matter, he would feel at ease.
Moreover, on the basis of solving the problem, giving a donation to a prefectural high school was also a good thing for Zhu Lang. In any era, giving donations to a school was a matter of both fame and profit.
Zhao An pointed out the location of the principal's office and told him to discuss this matter with the principal. As for the specific donation process and details, Zhao An obviously wouldn't participate.
"I'd rather ask Student Zhao to accompany me." However, Zhu Lang stopped Zhao An. In his opinion, only by involving Zhao An in this matter could he truly be at ease.
Zhao An thought for a moment. Going back to the classroom was annoying English class, so he decided to accompany Zhu Lang.
Arriving at the principal's office, he met with the principal, Ma Qun.
The appointment and change of a principal in a province as important as the county high school didn't have the same rules and regulations as an ordinary institutional position. Ma Si had been working at the county high school all his life, and his connections and reputation were enough to ensure that he wouldn't be easily taken care of when he wanted to be able to do so.
It was also because of Ma Shilong that his life in junior high school was very comfortable. Although Ma Sifang didn't favor and indulge Ma Shilong, he was still the grandson of the principal. No one would treat Ma Shilong like an ordinary student.
Ma Qun knew Zhao An. He put down the newspaper and adjusted his reading glasses before asking, "Zhao An, what's the matter?"
Ma Qun's eyes fell on Zhu Yang's face. He was startled and went forward to greet him, saying somewhat excitedly, "Teacher Ma, you're still in County Sand Middle School!"
Ma Qun stood up and walked out from behind the desk, nodding, "I know you, Zhu Li … …" Back then, I was even able to rebel against you. "
Zhu Yang smiled awkwardly, and touched his hair, "I'm sorry, Teacher Ma …. Back then, when he was young, he only knew how to make a ruckus behind others. "
However, he felt that teachers were really different from other professions. For people like Zhu Yang, even though he was already a rich man and had a much higher status than Ma Qun, when facing Ma Qun, he would still inadvertently stroke his hair like he was stroking his head, unconsciously becoming humble.
Before the traditional aura of many professions had died out, the older a person was, the more they would be marked by the reverence of the teacher.
"In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed …" I'm not holding a grudge with you, you don't have to be embarrassed. "I know you. It was only because I saw your information in the provincial excellent entrepreneur reports that I remembered that guy with such low grades. Now, he has achieved quite a bit." Ma Qun also laughed. He walked over and patted Zhu Lang on the shoulder, "Not bad, you're right. You're the big boss of the Nine Shots Hotel!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" Zhu Lang repeatedly apologized, "After graduation, I didn't have much contact with my classmates. I also didn't know that Teacher Ma was still at County Sand Middle School. I should have come to see you a long time ago."
Ma Qun stretched out his arms and sighed, then pointed at the office sofa. "Sit first …" For a busy person like you, who never visits the Three Treasures Palace when there's nothing important, I believe that you didn't come specially to see me today.
Zhu Yang looked at Zhao An, rubbed his hands together, and said to Ma Qun, "Teacher Ma, it's like this …" I have read about Student Zhao An, and I feel honored that my alma mater is still able to nurture such an outstanding student. I came here specifically to chat with Student Zhao An. I feel that since Student Zhao An is able to become famous for my alma mater, I should do something for my alma mater … "
"Oh, Zhao An is indeed a good kid, and has a good relationship with my grandson. His academic performance has steadily risen, his moral intellectual body is developing on all fronts! " Ma Si nodded as he praised Zhao An.
"Principal Ma's grandson is Ma Shilong, the son of Captain Ma." Zhu Yang would definitely know Ma Yunxiong and his son. However, he might not know that Ma Yunxiong's father was the same Ma Fang whom Zhu Yang had fought against all those years ago.
Zhu Yang was surprised. He had never thought that the stubborn donkey teacher's son who he rebelled against was now so promising. Thinking back to what he did back then, if Ma Qun really held a grudge and told his son, Ma Yunxiong, to make a move, then this revenge would truly be difficult for him.
Many of his sons would have thought the same. 'You were messing with my father back then, and now I'm not going to kill you. How can I be worthy of my father?' Even if Ma Yunxiong was rational enough, not counting the old scores from that chaotic era, he was certain that Ma Yunxiong would have some feelings for him. If he had the chance to mess with Zhu Li, how could he not mind?
It seemed like he would have to donate the ten million to County Sand Middle School no matter what. Zhu Yang was really grateful to Zhao An. He would probably be able to use this opportunity to settle the grudge from that year.
"I know Captain Ma too … …" "I can't believe it, I can't believe it has such a relationship..." Zhu Yang chuckled, "I originally planned to donate ten million yuan to build an indoor swimming pool for County Shah Middle School. "However, I have decided that I will spend another two million to change the working conditions for the County Sha Middle School. Teacher Ma, you don't even have an air conditioner in your office, how can you do that?"
"Zhu Yang, are you joking with me?" Ma Qun took off his glasses and cleaned them. Despite his calm heart at this age, he was still shocked by Zhu Yang's generosity. Ten million! This isn't a thousand!
"Of course not. To make such a small contribution to the alma mater is also the responsibility of every graduate. They have to put in some effort and contribute money. I can be considered a rich person now, so I'll still have to bear this money." The angry teacher from before had now revealed such an expression for his generous donation, which made Zhu Yang very happy. However, Zhu Yang did not forget to mention Zhao An, "It's also because of Student Zhao An's outstanding achievements that reminds me, every student of the county, should have this sense of honor and responsibility. We are all students of the county, so I can't create a positive image like Student Zhao An, but this kind of donation is enough to let the society know the abilities and achievements of our county's student."
"Haha …" Good... Good... I am very pleased that you have such a heart! " Ma Qun revealed a heartfelt smile. Who cares about the past? For teachers, it was the most gratifying thing for their students to be successful in their careers and even be able to repay their alma mater.
Zhao An stood to the side with a smile. Although Zhu Yang was only looking for an excuse, he might not be as generous as this if he were to return the money to his alma mater. This was not a small number.
Although the origin of the matter was a little terrible and displeasing, such a solution seemed to be pretty good. At the very least, Zhao An was quite happy when he saw the gratified smile on Ma Qun's old face.