I Am the President of the University

"Bang!"

The express package with the words SF Express slipped from his hands. Chen Shupeng's face turned pale, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

"Xiaopeng, are you still listening?"

"What on earth were you doing at school, and why did you suddenly start investigating poverty certificates?"

\\bThe anxious voice of his father brought Chen Shupeng's consciousness back to reality.

He said bitterly: "Yesterday morning, the school leader suddenly interviewed me and asked me about my poor qualifications. Maybe I was reported."

\\bIt had only been less than two days, and the school had moved so quickly. Chen Shupeng began to worry. The school seemed to be serious about it.

Will it really be the same as the result he got from Qiandu?

he does not know.

"Reported?" The voice on the other end of the phone paused, and then reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "How come you were reported even though everything was fine? Are you usually too arrogant?\\b"

"I've told you before that you should keep a low profile in school, build a good relationship with your classmates, and don't offend anyone..."

Seeing that his father was still scolding him, Chen Shupeng was already very upset. He yelled hysterically on his mobile phone: "Why are you putting the blame on me? Didn't you ask me to apply in the first place?!"

Chen Shupeng's uncontrollable shouting was particularly eye-catching at night, especially downstairs in the student apartment. Many students looked over.

"call--"

After taking two deep breaths, Chen Shupeng's mood improved slightly. He picked up the package on the ground without wiping off the ashes and walked a short distance to the right until he came to a bush with fewer people.

Gritting his teeth, tears welled up in his eyes.

"I didn't even think about pretending to receive bursaries or motivational scholarships. You said that if you have connections, you can get proof of poverty. Don't give up for free!"

"Otherwise I wouldn't be investigated by the school now!"

"I don't know what to do now. What if the school expels me..."

Chen Shupeng squatted on the ground, buried his head in his knees, and cried softly, fearing that the sound would be too loud for acquaintances to recognize him.

After all, Chen Shupeng is just a nineteen-year-old student no matter how bad his personality is on weekdays. When the possibility of dropping out of school comes before his eyes, \\bA string that was already tight was broken.

The matter of falsely receiving scholarships and inspirational awards can be traced back to the beginning of my freshman year. My father said that these things would be wasted if I didn't apply for them, and many of my friends' children also received them.

He also said that it is easy to apply when you are a freshman and you can get it once every year.

At first, Chen Shupeng was worried about the negative impact, but his father said that he would handle the money himself, so Chen Shupeng agreed.

Now that something happened, Chen Shupeng thought of the proposer of the matter.

"It's true that I mentioned it, but it's not what our family does! And the money is all for you. I want you to eat well in school, fall in love, etc., but I didn't get a single point. !”

As he talked, Father Chen on the other end of the phone felt bad. After all, he did bring it up in the first place. He even asked several friends at the time, and they all said it was okay, so he felt free to do it. Who in the world could do it? A father goes to cheat his own son?

And the reason why he knew that someone was investigating Chen Shupeng's poverty qualifications was thanks to a friend who worked in the Liming Community Neighborhood Committee.

I asked this friend to apply for a poverty certificate last year. It didn't cost much, just a few cigarettes and a meal.

"It's all your father's fault. What should we do now? Will we really be expelled from the school?" Chen's father said worriedly.

"I don't know what I would do if I was fired." Chen Shupeng's head was buzzing. He really couldn't imagine what it would be like after being fired.

If you are expelled from university, you can only go back to class and take the college entrance examination if you want to go to university.

He is not an academic master. After being dropped out of Peking University, he was able to take the exam again, and it was considered good to get the scores he had last year.

Moreover, Guanghua University’s score line has skyrocketed this year, and you won’t be able to get back even if you retake the exam.

"How about... give your school leaders a gift and see if they can clear things up?" A flash of inspiration came to Chen's father's mind, and he came up with this idea.

"Giving gifts?" As a student, Chen Shupeng was vague about the concept of giving gifts.

Chen Shupeng doesn't understand this, but Chen's father does. As a sales manager of a 4S store, human relations are his strength.

"Yes, it's just a gift. Maybe it's not too late."

"Just leave this matter to your father. I'll buy a ticket to Ludao tomorrow morning. We'll talk about it when I get there!"

Changyan City, Jinguiyuan Community\\b.

After Chen Yumin hung up the phone, he looked at his wife who was wiping tears beside him and sighed several times.

"Honey, don't worry, things can still turn around. I'll take a leave tomorrow and go to Ludao to see if I can get the leaders of Guanghua University to change their minds."

"As long as the red-headed documents don't come out, it's not too late." Chen Yumin gritted his teeth and prepared for a big hemorrhage. If it didn't work out, he would give him a few bottles of Maotai and a few soft Chinese bars.

It's just a matter of pretending to be a poor student. This is a matter of integrity and morality. The matter can be big or small, it all depends on how the school leaders handle it.

"I told you not to take risks for this little money, but you just didn't care and thought there was no risk." Lin Baoyan looked at Chen Yumin with eyes filled with despair.

"It's okay now. Something happened. If our family Shupeng is expelled, won't it be ruined? What will Shupeng do in the future? If he doesn't go to a good university, his future will be gone!"

Lin Baoyan was crying while accusing Chen Yumin, which made Chen Yumin irritable. He went back to the house to ask for leave from his boss, then booked a flight for the next morning, and finally simply packed his luggage.

"I hope it's not too late..."

…

"Have all the materials been sent to my email?"

"okay, I get it."

Chen Hao, who had just finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom, received a call from the school staff. The content was roughly related to the investigation results of Chen Shupeng and Tang Da, two students who refused to admit during the interview.

Although Guanghua University is a private university, Guanghua has strong scientific research capabilities and a close relationship with the capital. This time, the local authorities were very cooperative and gave the green light all the way.

The means test of two families took only one full day to complete at high speed.

"Buzz——"

The newly printed paper was still a little warm. Chen Hao was holding a red wine glass in one hand and flipping through the documents in the other.

The more he looked back, the more Chen Hao shook his head.

"For a family like this, it's completely okay to be said to be well-off."

A sales manager + pharmacy salesperson in a 4S store in a third-tier city;

Another family is a deputy chief physician + Japanese training teacher in a tertiary hospital in a second-tier city.

The former's total annual family income is greater than 100,000, and the latter's is at least 200,000+.

I really don’t know why such a family doesn’t even let go of the 5,000 or 3,000?

Behind every person who pretends to receive a national grant or a national motivational scholarship, there is another student who is truly poor but has been squeezed out of the quota.

This 5,000 yuan is just a small amount of money for families who are not short of money, but for them who come from mountains and rural areas, it is the hope of studying.

Chen Hao walked to the balcony, and it started raining outside at some point.

He stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops and looked towards the distance.

Maybe these raindrops all come from the same cloud, but in the end...

Some run into the sea, while others flow into the sewers.

All have a bright future.

ps: There is a close connection in the community. I am really worried. I hope it is just a false alarm.