Originally, Tang Zheng didn't think it was anything, but when she saw all the teachers and students in the school wearing red and green clothes and performing a chorus, her face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

These days, given the conditions of a country child, being able to wear new clothes is a very luxurious thing.

Tang Zheng had never seen children going to school in the village. They were all wearing patched clothes, and their shoes either had holes or the soles were worn away.

If all teachers and students must dress neatly, the school can buy uniforms for the children instead of clothes that can only be worn during performances.

"Oh, look, these kids are so cute."

Wei Boyn's voice suddenly came from the side. Tang Zheng glanced at him sideways and smiled half-heartedly: "Since Director Wei thinks they are cute, why not help these children more?"

The smile on Wei Boen's face faded a bit: "You're right. If I have money, I should support the children in the school more, instead of spending it on people like you who repay kindness with enmity. It's really a waste."

Tang Zheng blinked. Wei Boen was talking about the second-story building he paid for the Tang family.

It rained heavily two days ago, and Wei Boyn thought that the second-story building that had been constructed by replacing beams and columns would not be able to withstand the ravages of the heavy rain and would knock down the entire Tang family.

Unexpectedly, the two-story building still stood in place as steady as a mountain.

The corner of Tang Zheng's mouth curled up: "Why waste it? You have done a good deed and it has been published in the newspaper. Comrade reporters cannot hear this, otherwise they will think you are being hypocritical."

Wei Boyn's expression became even more grim: "I didn't expect you would still be in the mood to say such shady words to me now. Your good days are coming to an end, so cherish it!"

Wei Boyn gritted his teeth when he thought of Tang Zheng asking someone to make trouble in his clothing store.

Why he only donated a thousand yuan to the school this time was not because he had no money.

His cannery has only been established for a long time, and it hasn't made much money at all. He came to Huayang to build a factory, win people's hearts, and build a second floor for the Tang family.

In order to compete with Tang Zheng, he built a second floor diagonally opposite the Central Hospital to sell accessories, clothing, and furniture, and also opened a fast food restaurant. Although he didn't lose money, he didn't make any money at all.

If you don't make money, what's the difference between losing money?

Not only did he spend every penny of the start-up capital his family gave him to start his business, but he also spent almost all the money he earned from the cannery.

So he came to Huayang and worked hard for so long, but it was all in vain. He simply hated Tang Zheng to death.

Feeling the resentment emanating from Wei Boyn's body, Tang Zheng smiled slightly: "I feel that I am living a good life now and in the future. Are you jealous of me when you say this?"

Wei Boen was so angry that he laughed: "Am I jealous of you, the widow of a dead man?"

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "I eat well and drink well every day, and I sleep until I wake up naturally. Can you do that?"

She glanced at the dark blue under Wei Boen's eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth deepened.

Wei Boen's face was a bit gloomy. He really hadn't been sleeping well these days.

It seemed that ever since he was beaten up for no reason on the bed at home, he began to have trouble sleeping.

Even though he would close the doors and windows tightly every night when he went to bed, and he kept three big wolfdogs at home, he was still afraid that someone would sneak into the house while he was sleeping, and then wipe his neck.

Looking at the smile on Tang Zheng's face, Wei Boyn gritted his teeth. Maybe this matter had something to do with this woman Tang Zheng, but he couldn't find any evidence and he was going crazy.

At this time, the chorus performed by school teachers and students has ended.

Principal Sun straightened his back and coughed: "Next, in order to express my gratitude to all the leaders, teachers and caring people, please ask the students to come forward and lay flowers!"

As soon as Tang Zheng looked away from Wei Boyn, he saw several students standing in a row, each holding a large bouquet of flowers and giving them to Deputy County Magistrate Tan, Wei Boyn, the mayor and others present with nervous expressions.

Several people were very surprised when they saw the beautiful flowers, and some even touched the students' heads very kindly.

In the audience, a reporter kept pressing the shutter, trying to record this 'touching' scene.

Not to mention how ugly Tang Zheng looked, there were only two or three flower shops in Huayang City, and the flowers inside were ridiculously expensive.

At first, the school classrooms were about to collapse, and there was no money to raise to repair the house, so the children had to attend classes outside. But now they are in a state of panic. For the sake of face, they buy costumes for performances and flowers.

As soon as Principal Sun finished speaking, Tang Zheng stepped forward and snatched the microphone from his hand.

Just when everyone looked shocked, Tang Zheng smiled and spoke slowly: "Thank you, Principal Sun, for your speech. Then, as the vice-principal of the school, I would also like to say a few sincere words to you."

Principal Sun glanced at Tang Zheng with an ugly expression. Originally, he planned to ask Deputy County Magistrate Tan and the Mayor of the Town to say a few words to support the scene after he finished speaking. He did not expect that Tang Zheng would be so shameless and come to steal his speech. microphone.

Why did he fight for Tang Zheng to be the vice principal? It was just to make Tang Zheng make money. She had never gone to school for a day, so that was all she had.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zheng would slap his nose in his face and even say a few words. He was really angry to death.

With so many people watching, no matter how angry or dissatisfied Principal Sun was, he could only keep smiling.

Tang Zheng didn't look at him and said to himself: "This time, through donations from caring people from all walks of life, I received a total of 31,000 yuan. Our village chief handed over every cent of this money to the town. The government, the government approved 28,000 yuan for the construction of a classroom building in the primary school. Director Wei donated another 1,000 yuan, for a total of 29,000 yuan. Our village has 3,000 yuan left to build roads..."

Tang Zheng's words made the mayor and principal look ugly. Although they didn't understand the purpose of Tang Zheng's words, they already had a bad feeling.

Tang Zheng took a sip of water, and then continued: "So, in order to be worthy of the donations from all caring people, the use of these 32,000 yuan must be open and transparent, and the use of every penny must be written in detail and carefully. , please supervise everyone present!”

As soon as Tang Zheng said this, people who didn't know about it immediately applauded excitedly.

The principal, all the teachers, and the mayor all looked very ugly.

Deputy County Magistrate Tan glanced at Tang Zheng meaningfully, with a sneer on his lips.

Tang Zheng put down the phone and felt the dissatisfied looks of some people, so he just smiled slightly.

However, all the parents in the audience agreed with her idea, and some were so excited that they kept clapping.

The corner of Tang Zheng's mouth raised. She shamelessly tried to get the money. Not only did these people not want to donate money to the school and the village, they actually wanted to fish in troubled waters. It was really unreasonable. Since they were shameless, she didn't have to give them any face.

Principal Sun took the microphone that Tang Zheng returned with some sluggishness, and said while wiping his sweat: "Thank you, Comrade Xiao Tang, for your speech..."

Huayang Newspaper reporter Chen Ziliang, who originally came to the Tang family to interview Tang Zheng and helped Tang Zheng raise money, was also present.

He directly interrupted Principal Sun and said, "Principal Sun, are the costumes and flowers purchased by these teachers and students come from donations from caring people?"

Chen Ziliang also saw clearly that Principal Sun had something wrong with his mind.

The school used to be so difficult. As the principal of the school, you should lead the teachers and students to remember the hardships and cherish the sweetness, instead of squandering the money just for the sake of face.

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