The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei stood up and went out to greet him.

Outside the secretary's office, stood a gentle young man wearing glasses.

Yang Fei smiled as soon as he saw him: "Zhou Minglang, it's really you! Long time no see!"

Zhou Minglang was Yang Fei's elementary school classmate, but after graduating from elementary school, the two went to different junior high schools and have not been in touch since then.

"Hello, Boss Yang." Zhou Minglang smiled a little stiffly.

Seeing Yang Fei stretch out his big hand, Zhou Minglang shook hands with him.

Yang Fei's hand was warm and powerful, and the handshake was also rhythmic.

Zhou Minglang rarely shook hands with people, so his hands were soft and even at a loss.

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Zhou Minglang, sit inside. Chen Mo, make a cup of good tea. Minglang, would you like to drink? Chen Mo, pour another glass of good wine." After entering the office, Zhou Minglang looked around curiously and said, "Such a big office? It's bigger than our school's classroom. So luxurious, and there's a golf course? Wow!" Yang Fei said, "Minglang, come, sit down and talk." Zhou Minglang sat down. The leather sofa was very soft. Once a person sat down, he sank deeply into it. He was a little uncomfortable. He tried to sit up straighter, crossed his fingers, rubbed his palms constantly, and smiled. Yang Fei asked, "I heard you teach in a primary school?"

"Yes, I studied in a normal school in technical secondary school. After returning home, I happened to meet our former principal. He insisted on pulling me to the school to be a teacher. He also said that if I worked for two years, I would be allowed to be a principal. So I gave up the opportunity to teach in a junior high school and went to Yucai Primary School."

"Then you have been a principal by now, right?"

"I am now the principal of Yucai Primary School."

"Ah, congratulations! Principal Zhou!"

"Don't belittle me. Compared with you, the richest man, what is a small primary school principal like me? I heard from my classmates that your assets are tens of billions!"

Chen Mo just brought tea over and smiled, "Principal Zhou, don't you know? Tens of billions are a thing of the past. Yang Fei's company is listed in the United States, and its market value is now nearly 600 billion! "Six, one hundred billion?" Zhou Minglang was just reaching out to take the tea, and was surprised when he heard it, and almost spilled the teacup, "Oh my God! Six hundred billion! Six hundred billion! What does that mean? My salary is only six hundred yuan! Not to mention a lifetime, even if it's ten, a hundred, or ten thousand lifetimes, I can't make that much money. "Yang Fei said: "What's the point of talking about money between us old classmates! It's so vulgar! You are an engineer of the human soul, teaching and educating people, how can we businessmen compare? Come on, have tea. "Zhou Minglang said: "Boss Yang——" "Calling me boss is too formal." "Yang Fei, I came to you for money. "Yang Fei smiled and said: "Money is easy to talk about, how much do you want, just ask." "I want one million. " "One million?" Yang Fei was slightly surprised. It's not that he can't take out one million, but he was surprised. What use would a commoner suddenly have for one million? Zhou Minglang said,

His salary is only 600 yuan, it should be a joke, but no more than that, it won't be too much, no more than 2,000.

He asked for 1 million yuan right away, so Yang Fei was of course hesitant.

"Minglang, did you encounter any problems?" Yang Fei asked.

Zhou Minglang shook his head: "It's okay, my family is fine! If my family really had problems, I wouldn't come to you for money."

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Are you going to do business? Do you need some start-up capital?"

"I don't have the talent for business, I can't do it."

Zhou Minglang pursed his lips and said: "Yang Fei, to tell you the truth, I'm here to ask you for donations. You also studied in our Yucai Primary School, and you know the situation of the teaching building very well. The two-story board house was built in the 1950s. So many children study and live in it every year. The first floor is okay, but the second floor is completely loose in structure."

Cailouzi is the local dialect, which means corridor.

Yang Fei nodded: "I know, the floor is indeed not solid. When we were in school, the principal and teachers repeatedly told us not to run on it, just to prevent accidents." Zhou Minglang said: "It has already happened." "An accident? What happened?" "Not long ago, a child fell from the second floor. A group of children were chasing and playing on the second floor, and they pushed down the railing. Seven children fell down." "Ah?" Yang Fei asked in shock, "Are the children okay?" "Fortunately, we took precautions, filled up the cement flower beds below, and planted lawns. The children fell, and there was no danger of life, but one child broke his leg and is still in hospital." "Have you looked for The education department doesn't have it?"

"They look for us every year, and they tell us to wait every year, saying that the department is short of funds and there are more dangerous schools waiting to be renovated. Our school is relatively good, so they tell us to make do with it first." Zhou Minglang said, "I have no choice now. If it weren't for this incident, I would also like to make do with it. But I really don't want to see children get hurt again. Yang Fei, I know you have money, please donate some money to our school and rebuild a teaching building! The office building does not need to be renovated, just the teaching school will be fine."

Yang Fei said seriously: "Minglang, you don't have to ask for help. It's because I didn't care enough about my alma mater. I didn't know that my alma mater had been corrupted to this extent. Don't worry, I donated one million. "

"Really?" Zhou Minglang suddenly widened his eyes.

"Of course it's true. Mingming, I have a friend who runs a construction company in the provincial capital. My company buildings are all contracted to him. Let him do your school too! You are a scholar, You may not understand what's going on here, so let's just do it this way. I'll pay for it, and I'll call the engineering team. You just wait to move into the new campus. Of course, the teaching school needs to be renovated, and your office building will also need to be renovated. To renovate! If you can talk about more land, then I will build you a bigger school!”

"This?" Zhou Minglang scratched his head, then stopped rubbing his hands and said, "Great, great! Yang Fei, thank you. On behalf of the school's 1,356 teachers and students, Thank you!"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Look at you, you are so outspoken. You should have come to me a long time ago. You didn't come when I got married last time. If you had come, tell me about it, I would have helped you a long time ago." If you renovate the school, this problem won’t happen this year.”

"When you got married, I also thought about going, but it was too shabby and I was afraid of making you look bad. You are a big shot, a rich man, and those who go to drink are all dignitaries. I..."

"Oh, Mingming, who do you think I, Yang Fei, am? If a person only talks about money, what's the point of living? Okay, let's not talk about these anymore. Just leave the building of the school to me. Well, it will take at least half a year to establish the school, so you have to arrange to study in another school for a semester."

"This is easy to talk about. I will ask the leader to coordinate."

"Okay. Come on, let's have a drink. Since you're here today, don't go back so soon. Have a good few days in Shanghai."

Zhou Minglang reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes. He was already moved to tears by Yang Fei's generosity and Corporal Li Xian!

Before coming, he hesitated, struggled, and was even prepared to be rejected and humiliated. Unexpectedly, Yang Fei agreed without saying a word!

How could this not move him?

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