Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

An Jing had not intended to come out, but after hearing these words, she could no longer sit still in the house and ran out.

Liu Xia: “Where are you?”

"Woo woo woo... I'm..." The phone was hung up and the voice stopped abruptly.

Liu Xia and Zhang Bing were both panicked and quickly called back.

An Jing hurried to the door and leaned against it: "Speaking of which, your school's school spirit still needs to be rectified. Just now I saw a few older boys with blond hair walking towards the alley across the street."

"Isn't it lunch time? Why are there students hanging around outside?"

"Blonde hair?" Liu Xia's voice trembled. "It must be Xiaowei!"

"Where? Where are they?"

An Jing looked disgusted: "Didn't I say it was in the alley across the street?"

When the head teacher heard this, his face instantly turned cold.

Just when someone was about to invest 100 million yuan, the investor saw a fight breaking out. How could this be tolerated?

"I'll go check it out right away. If it's a student from our school, I'll punish him severely!" The head of the grade assured An Jing, "Don't worry, our school's ethos has always been very strict, and we absolutely don't allow fighting!"

The grade director took Liu Xia and Zhang Bing and hurried to the school gate.

Not long after he left, the principal came with his men, led by Chu Ying.

When the principal saw that it was such a young girl, he was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was that they were joking.

He heard about Zhang Di's coming on the phone and thought that the other party was just bragging.

The principal was well-informed and did not question directly. Instead, he asked, "Hello, Ms. An! I just heard that you intend to donate 100 million to the school. Do you need to arrange media coverage? Do you have any requirements for the use of this money? Also, when can you donate so that I can arrange work in advance."

When An Jing heard this, she couldn't help but complain. She had to start a company and she had to start the company right after she returned. She didn't want to deal with these trivial matters at all!

Good thing there are others available here.

An Jing pointed at Zhang Dilai and said, "Don't ask me about these things. Go to her. I just need to pay."

Zhang Dilai stood silently by the side, feeling like she was dreaming.

Is her sister really going to donate 100 million because of her?

Who is she? How can she be so rich?

"Ah, me?" Zhang Di came back to her senses, still a little bit unbelieving.

An Jing said confidently: "I pay the money and you do the work, isn't that fair?"

"……OK."

My sister's contribution seems to be different from that of ordinary people.

"I can donate the money today." An Jing leaned back in her chair proudly, "But how can you guarantee me that after I donate 100 million, my sister will be able to graduate from school?"

Seeing that she showed no signs of guilt, the principal was already 70% convinced and even looked at her with awe.

Although the other party's behavior is somewhat unreasonable, after all, they are young, so it is understandable that they do things in an unconventional way.

"Zhang Dilai is an outstanding student of our school. Considering her family situation, our school is willing to waive all her fees for three years of schooling, including room and board. If her parents still don't let her go to school, I think the media would be willing to interview the truth. I guess her parents don't want to become famous on the Internet in this way."

These days, news like this is the most likely to spark heated discussions among netizens. If the matter were to be exposed, her parents might even lose their jobs. They should all have a clear idea of ​​what is more important.

An Jing was very satisfied with this way of handling the matter. As long as the problem could be solved with money, it was not a problem.

"Okay, you guys go and handle it. Wherever there is a signature involved, let my sister sign her own name. I will donate the 100 million in her name." An Jing pushed Zhang Di beside her.

The principal was a little worried when he heard this: "How about you come together? Or write a power of attorney agreement and let her sign on your behalf."

An Jing felt that this person was very long-winded, so the system explained for him: "This is because he is worried that you won't pay the money later. If he writes Zhang Dilai's name, then it means that Zhang Dilai will be responsible for it, and it has nothing to do with you. He can't just find another student when the time comes!"

"Well..." An Jing was too lazy to move. She had been shopping for the whole morning and had just eaten lunch. She was a little sleepy in the air-conditioned room. Her energy level was still a little low. "Give me your account and I'll transfer the money first."

The principal gasped. How could this person donate 100 million yuan as if it were one dollar? Is it so casual?

"Is this appropriate?" the principal said while winking at the finance department.

The finance department immediately opened the account and handed it to An Jing, saying, "Ms. An, don't worry, just transfer it slowly. We will draft the donation agreement first."

After that, a group of people hurried out. Before leaving, Zhang Di looked at An Jing worriedly. An Jing waved her hand and said, "Go quickly. Come back to me when you're done. I'll take a nap."

Nearing two o'clock in the afternoon, people came to the office one after another. They came in quietly, picked up their things, and walked out quietly. No matter who they were, their eyes never left An Jing since they came in.

Such a young-looking girl actually donated 100 million to the school?

in the corridor.

"Did you see his face? I heard he looks very young."

"No, he was lying down and sleeping. Judging from his clothes, he doesn't look very old."

"Oh my god, he easily took out 100 million yuan at such a young age, but at our age, we only have four-digit deposits in our cards."

"Okay, maybe it's just some rich girl doing charity work. She was born in Rome, what can she compare with?"

"Teacher Chu, it's really a lucky coincidence that Zhang Di from your class is here!"

"I'm afraid your performance will increase a lot this quarter!"

Chu Ying's face was so big from smiling. She had never expected to encounter such a dramatic thing.

From the beginning she never thought that this little girl could come up with 100 million, but she didn't expect it to be true!

Now Zhang Dilai is not only a top student, but also a top student who can bring 100 million to the school. She is an enviable existence in any class!

But she is in my class!

"Performance and other things don't matter. The key is that Zhang Dilai is a very hard-working student. Now she can study hard and is no longer burdened by her original family. She will definitely get good grades in the future." Although Chu Ying was a bit polite, he was speaking from his heart.

Now she understood why Zhang Dilai was so good to her sister. She might be the only person in her life who could change her destiny. How could that not be good?

Zhang Dilai knows how to seize opportunities. Others may not come across such a good opportunity.

Just as several people were chatting happily, two class teachers came out from another office with gloomy faces.

"Teacher Wei, Teacher Jiang, what's going on? What do they say?"

"Don't mention it. None of these bastards are telling the truth!"

This afternoon, before everyone woke up from their nap, there was a quarrel in the teacher group. In addition to the matter of An Jing investing 100 million yuan, there was also a fight between four first-year high school students outside the school, which was seen by an investor.

These four class teachers are really unlucky.

The principal ordered several people in the group to thoroughly investigate the matter and to take a strong attitude, requiring them to give results before the signing ceremony.

However, who knows where these guys got the nerve from, they refused to give in and said that they just couldn't stand the little yellow-haired boy.

The little yellow-haired boy was not a student of the school, so they did not bring him back. He kept making trouble in the clinic at the school gate, saying that it was someone named V who ordered him to do so.

And these guys said they didn’t know any Mr. V at all.

At this time, after the signing was completed, Zhang Dilai returned to the first-year high school teaching area accompanied by the principal and others.