Shenhao: Who knows about my family? I have too much money to spend.

Fu Bo collapsed on the sofa and said in despair: "Don't worry, after you called me yesterday, I told my old man and the person has been found."

The Book of Fate was surprised by his speed, "Who are you looking for?"

"Notary's office."

Book of Seal: ...Good guy.

The seal gave him a thumbs up, and he found a notary office to notarize the school scholarship. He was the only one in the school who could do this.

Fu Bo looked at Yun Can lazily, "How about it, Mr. Yun, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied." Yun Can nodded obediently, "Thank you, Teacher Fu."

Fu Bo: ...She is so good, she can't even say anything when she's angry!

Fu Bo could only hold his breath and close his eyes and feel sad. In exchange, his old man asked him to go home once a month. Alas, I really don’t know what he was thinking. Aren’t you afraid that he would be angry when he came home... .

Fu Bo fell into deep thoughts about the relationship between father and son. Yuncan didn't care about him. He was invited as a mascot anyway and continued to discuss the scholarship details with Feng Yunshu.

At noon, the two of them had a casual meal in the office. In the afternoon, Yun Can called Yun Shen, Feng Shu called the finance and vice principal, and the group continued.

It took until three o'clock in the afternoon for all the details and contracts to be finalized.

"Miss Yun, thank you!" The vice principal extended his hand excitedly, "The school will definitely vigorously publicize your righteous deed!"

Yun Can shook his hand and said with a smile: "The vice president is not so polite. Shenda is my alma mater. I naturally want to help my classmates if I have the ability, but there is no need to promote it."

“We don’t need any banners, asking students to come to the stage to collect money, or giving speeches of thanks. All we need to do is list three scholarships and hand them over to the students who really need them.”

The vice-principal looked at the clear eyes of the students in front of him and felt ashamed, but more importantly, he was happy.

Everyone has self-esteem, especially for students with disabilities.

Allowing them to collect money in full public view, digging into their own scars and flaws, is nothing more than rubbing salt into the wound.

Many people understand this truth, but not everyone cares.

Now that I have someone I care about, the vice-principal is very pleased, proud, and happy.

"Classmate Yun, you are a very good classmate, very good." The vice principal looked at her and said seriously.

It has nothing to do with money or status. This excellence is a tribute to her clear empathy.

When it comes to money, there must be iron rules besides emotions. As an assistant, Yun Shen consciously acted as the bad guy and said to the seal writers: "After the scholarship is established, Yun and the notary office will supervise the school and students. .”

"If any deficiencies are found, we will give them a chance to correct them, but if they happen again, Yun's three scholarships will be revoked and the reasons will be announced."

The words were polite, but the meaning was harsh.

This means that if the school gives out scholarships to people it shouldn't be awarded, or embezzles the money, not only will the scholarships be lost, but the Yun family will also publicize the scandal.

Tell everyone that it’s not that the Yun family is unwilling to provide further funding, but that the school is too failed.

The three scholarships can increase students' sense of belonging to the school, enhance enrollment advantages, and build reputation. However, if they are not properly supervised and regulated, they can also become a sharp sword that exposes the school's pretense.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the school except Feng Yunshu's face froze.

It's not that they have any Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, but that anyone who listens to such words will feel embarrassed.

"Mr. Yun and the Yun Group please rest assured."

The seal solemnly promised: "As long as I am still in school, I will strictly control and supervise. I will not let President Yun's wishes be tainted, nor will our century-old brand name of Shen University be tainted."

Yun Can smiled brightly and stretched out his hand, "Principal Feng, I feel relieved with your words."

"Thank you Mr. Yun."

Yun Can: "Now is the first month of the year. Please give the school one month's scholarship to the students first. It can be regarded as a New Year red envelope. I will have the money transferred to the card later."

The card is a special card for scholarships and is subject to supervision by three parties.

The seal of fortune was stunned, "Is it going to be sent out now?"

"Yes, it is not included in the total amount after school starts. It is considered as the New Year red envelope I gave them."

The fortune book's eyes were red, and he didn't care about etiquette. He held Yun Can's hand and burst into tears. "Thank you so much, classmate Yun. I will definitely call the teachers and try to send them all out today!"

"Thank you very much, principal and teachers."

After the matter was discussed, Yun Can retired.

Yun Shen stayed at the school to verify the distribution list with the seal book and others.

Verification, statistics, three-party registration, and then contacting recipients to distribute scholarships.

The amounts of the three scholarships are 1,000 yuan per person per month. The first (disabled students) and the third (poor family, regardless of grades) cannot be obtained at the same time, but the second (poor and excellent academic performance) can be obtained together with the third. One and three are obtained at the same time.

In other words, as long as your grades are good, you can get two thousand yuan a month. Not only will you be able to live well, you can also save some money.

Feng Yushu is personally responsible for contact matters.

Other teachers and students from different departments may not necessarily know it, but he, as the principal, is somewhat well-known and more authoritative - he puts his mobile phone number on the screen every year when new students are admitted, and it is also available on the official website.

He called to avoid being thought of as a liar.

Of course, he has more than one mobile phone number. He has one for school, work, and personal.

If you don’t do it this way, your phone will explode every day.

Sichuan Province, a certain village.

Wang Jiazheng was chopping firewood with an axe.

Her family lives in a small mountain village. The mountain is not high, but it snows every winter and there is no air conditioning at home, so she must have enough firewood.

It can be used for cooking, hot water or fire.

More than a year ago, her father went up the mountain to pick fungi and accidentally rolled it down the bottom of the mountain. Because he discovered it too late, one leg was amputated. He can use crutches when traveling, but he cannot do heavy work or walk for long periods of time.

My father has to take care of me, and there are two elderly people at home, my grandparents. My mother cannot go out to work and can only stay at home.

Wang Jia was in her senior year of high school at that time, and her family was worried that it would affect her studies, so they didn't tell her until she finished the college entrance examination.

Wang Jia looked at her mother and grandparents who had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time, and looked at her father who did not go to the hospital to recuperate in order to save money. She cried bitterly in her room for a day, and the next day she decided to drop out of school.

Her parents, who had always loved her, got angry for the first time. Her father, who was lying on the bed, stood up and slapped her.

She still remembers her father's words at that time, "I'm not sending you to study so that you can support me, but so that you can have a good future. If you drop out of school, don't recognize me as your father."

My mother also said with red eyes and very forcefully: "You can go to study and you don't have to worry about the family. I'm not dead yet."

Wang Jia compromised and went to Shanghai University.

But even though the college application fee is very low and the government provides subsidies, for families with elderly or sick people, living expenses alone are a huge burden.

One semester is over, and the tuition and accommodation fees have to be paid again in the next semester. The school has waived part of the fee, but it is still a little short of that. Wang Jia was chopping firewood and thinking absentmindedly...

Just then, the cell phone in his pocket rang.