My minimum living allowance is credited to my account every day with 1000 million yuan

Zhao Xiangjun chuckled.

"What?" Shen Jun was taken aback by the laughter, then suddenly realized. "That charity foundation that donated wouldn't happen to be He Qing's or yours, would it?"

"Yes, Mom. Didn't you tell Sister Xiangjun the other day that the school doesn't even have a decent library? Sister Xiangjun was chatting with me the other day, and I arranged for someone to contact them here to prepare to donate a library building to Chen Xiao's alma mater."

She was familiar with this business; she had previously donated to Chongqing No. 2 Middle School.

Shen Jun never expected that the donation of this library was due to a conversation she had with Xiang Jun.

After inquiring about the situation and learning that He Qing's donation was likely between 1000 and 1500 million yuan, Shen Jun nodded. She knew this amount of money wasn't much to her son, but giving back to her alma mater was a good thing.

The next morning

When Shen Yun returned to her office after class, Feng Ting came over and said, "Teacher Shen, you probably didn't see this during class. The people from the provincial foundation came in a Rolls-Royce Phantom. You can't believe how extravagant a foundation can be."

"They're spending their own money, and there's no third-party sponsorship, so what's the big deal?"

Feng Ting was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Teacher Shen was explaining for others, and how she knew.
“Teacher Shen, didn’t you see? The two leaders from that foundation are both young and beautiful girls. Young people these days are really something. I’m their age and I haven’t even found a job yet, but they’re already managing such a huge amount of work.”

Shen Yun smiled; she felt honored that others were praising her daughter-in-law.

"Teacher Shen, if any family found a daughter-in-law like that, wouldn't they be laughing in their sleep?"

"Sigh, compared to others, I feel that my Liu Li is nothing at all."

Shen Yun glanced at Feng Ting, wondering how she knew she had woken up laughing last night. Chen Tao had returned late yesterday and was also surprised to see He Qing and Wang Ping, but Shen Yun quickly explained to him.

The two were still discussing this matter before going to bed that night. Their conclusion was that they believed Chen Xiao and Zhao Xiangjun could handle it. Mainly, they had no choice but to trust them; how could they manage such a large family? Where would they get their experience?

However, thinking about the future, with a house full of children and grandchildren, the couple was overjoyed, to the point that Shen Yun woke up laughing in her dream.

"But Teacher Shen, your daughter-in-law is just as good, even prettier than these two. She's just not as rich as them, but that's nothing compared to how caring your daughter-in-law is."

Shen Jun just smiled and didn't say anything. He couldn't very well say that they were all his, all his daughters-in-law, that would be too shocking.

"Teacher Shen, Teacher Feng, the principal has asked you to accompany our distinguished guests for dinner."

"Oh, okay—"

Feng Ting tidied up, picked up her bag, and said, "Teacher Shen, let's go. It wouldn't be good if the guests arrived before we did. If we go early, we can do some service work."

There weren't many people at lunch: the principal, two VIP guests, and then Teacher Shen and Teacher Feng. The principal did indeed have the idea of ​​having them serve.

The restaurant was just 300 meters from the school. I heard that the principal originally planned to arrange it at the most upscale hotel in the county, but the hotel refused.

Listening to Feng Ting recount these rumors, Shen Yun remained silent, knowing the reason for her silence. Last night, the contact person called Wang Ping to report on today's meal, which He Qing overheard, leading to the decision to keep everything simple. Shen Yun later complained that it would be better to spend more money on the students.

"Hey, Ms. Shen, we really need to put more effort into our service today."

Hearing the hidden meaning in Feng Ting's words, Shen Jun was puzzled. It's just a service, why does it need to be so thoughtful?

"Teacher Shen, all you know is teaching and nurturing students. You're completely clueless about these things in society. China is a society that values ​​personal connections. The wider your network, the greater your future achievements will be."

Shen Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Teacher Feng, what you're saying is too far-fetched. We're almost retired, what more growth do we need? I don't want to be a principal, and I'm already a senior-level professional."

He paused here, realizing that the person opposite him was the one who had lost the competition for the senior teacher title, and that what he had said was hurtful.

Sure enough, Feng Ting's expression wasn't good. After a pause, she continued, "Of course, we don't have any ambitions, but the children are different. Your son and daughter-in-law are in Jiangzhou; my Jia Hao and Liu Li are also in Jiangzhou. If we can establish some connections, it will be a great help to them."

So that's what it meant. Teacher Feng was thinking a bit too far ahead. What kind of connection can be established over a meal? It's all just polite small talk.

When the two arrived at the restaurant, the principal and the guests had not yet arrived. Since the restaurant was an ordinary one nearby, there was not much service to speak of. Even the bowls and chopsticks on the table were disposable.

Feng Ting exclaimed, "This kind is the dirtiest. Look, there's still dirt on the bowl."

Shen Jun walked over and took a look. She also removed the plastic film covering the outside of the container and asked the waiter to bring a pot of boiling water to scald the contents.

Meals can be simple, but hygiene is important. Shen Jun would be heartbroken if her daughter-in-law got sick from the food.

Suddenly, Feng Ting stopped what she was doing, turned to Shen Jun and said, "Teacher Shen, hurry up and scald yourself. I think the principal is coming. I'll go down and greet him."

Before Shen Yun could react, Feng Ting quickly walked out of the private room and headed downstairs to greet her.

The principal had previously received leaders from provincial institutions or prominent businessmen, all of whom were extremely particular about pomp and circumstance. Therefore, he attached great importance to the delegation from the Junxiao Charity Foundation. Especially after learning that the delegation was the general manager of the Junxiao Charity Foundation—a position that would be personally received even by a local bigwig in Laiwu, let alone someone visiting his school.

He inquired and found that the foundation had already donated to dozens of Hope Primary and Secondary Schools this year, with each donation amounting to over 500 million yuan, and there was further funding to follow.

The principal had never heard of such a large-scale charitable foundation before. Many people donate for fame, spending tens of thousands of yuan to name a primary school. Now it seems that the Junxiao Charitable Foundation is truly doing practical things.

After the other party's visit today, the principal became even more convinced of his idea. He Qing and Wang Ping discussed it quietly, while the principal carefully accompanied them into the restaurant. Suddenly, He Qing said, "Principal Qin—"

"Ah, Mr. He, what are your instructions?"

"That's right. When we came here, our budget for this library was between 1000 and 1500 million."

So much? The principal understood that they definitely couldn't actually give that much, and they were about to say "but—".

"but--"

The principal wasn't worried at all. For him, 500 million was already a great deal. He could easily afford a basic library building, 2000 square meters, with about 3 books. That was much better than the current rudimentary library.

"However, I discussed it with Mr. Wang, and we'd like to go straight for an international-level project. It will include a bilingual database, a dome-shaped library, VR reading pods, and more. A specialist will handle the details for you." The principal was almost overwhelmed with happiness. Was it really that extravagant? Wouldn't it be even more high-end and impressive than the library at Jiangzhou No. 1 High School in the provincial capital?

"This...this must be very expensive, right?"

Upon arriving at the restaurant entrance, He Qing paused and said to the principal, "You don't need to worry about that. Let's set the budget at 5000 million; we can add more if that's not enough."

Good heavens—the principal swayed, and Wang Ping caught him, otherwise he would have fallen.

The principal took a deep breath. It wasn't that he was unsophisticated; it was just that he had never seen anything like this before. In the past, when someone donated hundreds of thousands of yuan, he would be extremely grateful. The donors always acted like they were "saviors."

But for these two, 5000 million seemed like a trivial matter; they handled it with utmost ease.

"Oh, Mr. He, I really don't know what to say. On behalf of the children, thank you, and thank you to the Junxiao Charity Foundation."

"Oh, Principal, leaders, please come in, it's too hot outside," Feng Ting greeted them from inside, her face beaming with a fawning smile.

The principal hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, look at me, it's so hot, let's go inside to the air-conditioned room to cool off."

Feng Ting led the way, thinking to herself that these two beautiful female CEOs were so down-to-earth. In contrast, she wondered where her daughter-in-law, Liu Ting, got her confidence from, acting so arrogant every day.

"Is Teacher Shen here?" the principal asked Feng Ting.

"You're here. They're rinsing the cups and chopsticks in the private room. I'll come down to meet you."

Then, turning back to He Qing, he said, "Teacher Shen is also a veteran teacher at our school. She's dedicated her life to scholarship and doesn't pay much attention to etiquette, haha—"

She was implying that it was impolite for Shen Jun not to come down and pick them up. He Qing frowned and quickened her pace.

Taking advantage of their inattention, the principal glared at Feng Ting, implying that it was inappropriate for her to speak so disrespectfully, betraying Teacher Shen behind her back. However, he knew that was just Feng Ting's personality, her habitual little gestures.

Then he said to He Qing, "President He, President Wang, Teacher Shen is an outstanding teacher at our school and also the most respected teacher by the students. I specially invited her to accompany you both."

"I know, but where is the private room?"

Mr. He said she knew? What could she possibly know? The principal chuckled to himself.

"Over here, over here—" Feng Ting called out as she led the way, trying to impress everyone, "Teacher Shen, our distinguished guest has arrived."

The principal was a little embarrassed and explained, "Teacher Feng is the most enthusiastic teacher in our school."

Hearing that she was being talked about, Feng Ting immediately turned her head and said, "I also go to Jiangzhou often. My child works in Jiangzhou, at Huadi Group—"

This is an attempt to ingratiate themselves; they're obsessed. They don't care what your child does for a living.

Shen Jun heard the shouts from inside, but she had just rinsed the cups and chopsticks and was still setting them on the table, so naturally she wouldn't go out to greet them. Besides, that was her daughter-in-law; what kind of mother-in-law would go out to greet her?

When Feng Ting saw Teacher Shen, she noticed that he didn't respond even when she called out to him, showing a complete lack of social skills. Feng Ting was pleased; Teacher Shen had only come to highlight her own importance.

She looked at He Qing with a smile, but when He Qing saw Shen Yun setting the table, she quickly went in and said, "Mom, let me do it—"

The principal and Feng Ting both thought they had misheard and didn't pay much attention. They both knew that Teacher Shen only had one son, and Feng Ting, in particular, had even met Shen Yun's daughter-in-law, making her even more convinced that she was hallucinating.

"It's alright, it'll be set up right away."

Wang Ping stepped forward to help her, saying, "You can sit down, we'll do it."

The principal and Feng Ting exchanged bewildered glances. "Isn't Mr. He and Mr. Wang being a bit too polite?" They had seen plenty of people who respected teachers, but it was rare to see them being so respectful to a complete stranger.

Shen Yun had no choice but to sit down. Xiang Jun had always taken care of her like this at home, setting a good example that the other daughters-in-law could only follow. It just goes to show how powerful role models can be.

The principal invited He Qing to sit in the main seat, but she refused, insisting that Shen Jun and the principal sit in the main seat instead.

Even the principal was baffled by the seating arrangement. It made sense for him to sit at the head table, as he was the host. He Qing was seated because of her status and to show the principal respect and gratitude. But why was Teacher Shen seated there? Feng Ting, standing nearby, was equally bewildered. Had all her efforts to curry favor along the way been for nothing? Did they really expect her to sit at the side of the table, serving everyone else?
The principal had no choice but to comply with He Qing's request. Shen Yun thought about it for a moment and realized that it was indeed unreasonable for her daughter-in-law to sit at the head of the table while she sat at the foot of the table, so she took her seat at the main table. Then He Qing and Wang Ping sat down next to her in turn.

Feng Ting's eyes widened, and she was about to blurt out, "Teacher Shen, aren't you going to give way a little?"

After everyone was seated, the principal began to express his gratitude again.
"Teacher Shen, Teacher Feng, I have some good news for you. Mr. He is planning to donate an international-standard library to our Laiwu No.1 Middle School. Once completed, it will probably be the largest and most modern library in our Hanjiang Province, even better than the one at Jiangzhou No.1 Middle School."

Feng Ting exclaimed in surprise and glanced over in this direction, only to find that Teacher Shen showed no reaction whatsoever, remaining completely calm.

Is Teacher Shen about to retire and has become indifferent to school affairs? She doesn't seem happy at all about such a joyous occasion.

The principal could tell that He Qing respected Shen Yun, so he said to Feng Ting, "Teacher Feng, please get some water for everyone."

So Feng Ting really became a waitress on the spot, which made her feel a little resentful.

After the dishes were served, the principal invited He Qing and Wang Ping to eat.

On the table, Shen Yun picked up a hairy crab and gave one to He Qing, and then another to Wang Ping.

Feng Ting exclaimed, "Teacher Shen, how can you use your hands? How are the guests supposed to eat?"
Although it's just the shell of the crab that's being handled, which isn't a problem, the important person is particular about it.

The principal was also a bit dumbfounded, nervously looking at General Manager He and General Manager Wang, and only felt relieved when he found that they were not displeased.

But what happened next left the principal and Feng Ting even more bewildered. After peeling the crab open, Mr. He handed the oily crab roe to Shen Yun, saying, "Please have some—"

What's going on here? If I didn't know that Teacher Shen only has one son, I would really think it was always her daughter. (End of this chapter)