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How many zeros are there?

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, millions... Holy crap, ten million!"

"That's really ten million!"

"I saw real, wealthy people!"

"Huh? Am I getting a new basketball?"

"Holy crap, is the Yang family that rich?"

"I want to eat meat in the cafeteria every day from now on."

……

The students began to whisper among themselves.

"That's right, Mr. Yu Heng donated ten million to our school. Let's thank Mr. Yu Heng for his strong support of our school!" Director Liu led the applause again.

Yang Qingxu was also given a bouquet of flowers by his homeroom teacher: "Go up and present the flowers for a photo."

Yu Heng took the flowers from Yang Qingxu and asked him to stand in the middle holding the donation plaque, so that they could take a group photo together with the school.

Yang Qingxu is now filled with shyness and emotion, unaware of the impact this photo will have on him.

"Uncle, will you stay for lunch later?"

"No, I have to go to Mingde No. 2 Middle School later."

After the activity ended, the students returned to their classrooms in twos and threes.

"Are you going to find your sister and the others?"

“We can’t favor one over the other,” Yu Heng said, running his hand through his short hair. “You should go to class now, I’ll pick you up after school.”

When Yang Qingxu returned to the classroom, all the students stared at him as soon as he stepped inside.

Yang Qingxu paused for a moment, but still managed to ignore the eager looks from his classmates thanks to his strong mental fortitude.

Before he even reached his seat, a male classmate he usually hung out with slid down to his knees, grabbed his leg, and started wailing, "Young master, this old servant has been looking for you so long!"

She was wailing and pretending to wipe her tears with tissues.

Yang Qingxu felt the veins on his forehead bulge. When he looked up, he saw another woman pretending to be pregnant with her clothes tucked into her coat: "Yang Lang, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake back then?"

Yang Qingxu could hardly bear to look, but then another person behind him clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "The three-year period has come to an end. We respectfully invite the Dragon King!"

Yang Qingxu was speechless. These idiots!

Despite Principal Wen's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay, Yu Heng declined the suggestion to have lunch at Qixiang Middle School.

It's around 10:30 in the morning now. If he goes to Mingde No. 2 Middle School now, he can finish talking with the school leaders and have lunch there.

Yu Heng was more interested in learning about the two sisters from Mingde No. 2 Middle School.

It's not that he's biased, but he's been through Yang Qingxu's age too. If he comes to the school and takes a look, he'll basically know what the situation is, so there's no need to worry too much.

However, Yang Qingying and Yang Qingyan were even younger, and both were teenage girls without a mother. This made it difficult for him to offer his concern directly, so he could only try to learn about and care for them indirectly.

“Then I’ll go with you to Mingde No. 2 Middle School. I’m also acquainted with their principal, Qiu Yuanpei.” Seeing that Yu Heng really didn’t intend to stay for a meal, Principal Wen decided to accompany Yu Heng to Mingde No. 2 Middle School.

"Thank you so much," Yu Heng said. "Then please ride with us."

Zhang An opened the door for Principal Wen and Yu Heng in the car that Yu Heng had driven over that morning.

"Principal Wen, please go first," Yu Heng said, stepping aside to invite Principal Wen to get into the car first.

Principal Wen nodded to Yu Heng, thanked Zhang An, and then got into the car without any hesitation.

Zhang An had his driver take him to Mingde No. 2 Middle School. His boss had some urgent business to attend to today, and he needed to stay with his boss, so he couldn't go to Mingde No. 2 Middle School to make the arrangements. He could only send his driver to say hello first.

Meanwhile, inside Mingde No. 2 Middle School, Su Yue felt a little dazed.

The meeting just ended this morning when someone at the door said they wanted to donate money to the school leaders.

He invited the man into his office, only to be told that his boss wanted to donate money to their school, but his boss was currently donating money at Qixiang Middle School and wouldn't be able to come over until later.

Su Yue... I suspect you're lying to me.

"And who is your boss?" Su Yue wanted to find out more.

"Um...you probably don't know him," the driver, Xiao Zhao, said frankly.

Su Yue: He seems even more like a fraudster now!

"If you want to donate, you can contact the person in charge of our school first, so that we can make arrangements." Su Yue looked at Xiao Zhao.

"Can't I donate if I haven't contacted them?" Xiao Zhao was surprised. There are donations that don't cost money?

"Are you really here to donate money?" Su Yue felt that he couldn't argue with a soldier like a scholar.

"Yes!" Xiao Zhao said earnestly.

Su Yue...

When Yu Heng and the others arrived at the school gate, they saw Su Yue, Xiao Zhao, and the school security guard sitting together in the guardhouse.

"Xiao Su, are you waiting for someone?" Wen Yizhi was a little surprised to see Su Yue sitting in the security room.

Su Yue... He didn't know how he ended up waiting for his boss at the guardhouse with Xiao Zhao.

"Where's Principal Qiu? Call him out right now. This President Yu is here to donate money to your school." Wen Yi pointed directly at Yu Heng behind him.

Turning to Yu Heng, he introduced Su Yue: "This is Su Yue, the vice principal of Mingde No. 2 Middle School. We happened to run into him, so we asked him to show us inside."

Su Yue glanced at Xiao Zhao in surprise and then quickly stood up: "Hello, I am Su Yue, the vice principal of Mingde No. 2 Middle School. Is Mr. Yu here to donate money? And who is this Mr. Zhao?" Could this be Mr. Zhao's boss?

“This is my driver. I asked him to come and inform your school first.” Although it wasn’t arranged by Yu Heng, he had no objection to Zhang An’s actions.

"So Mr. Zhao is your driver. He told us you were coming to donate money, and that's why I've been waiting for you." Su Yue warmly shook Yu Heng's hand, appearing to completely trust Xiao Zhao and that he was waiting for them.

Although this Mr. Zhao seems like a swindler, isn't that just their own lack of experience? Rich people are just that simple and unpretentious.

"Hello, Principal Su, this is my assistant Zhang An, and Zhao Bo." Yu Heng introduced his people to Su Yue.

"Hey, Mr. Yu, Assistant Zhang, Mr. Zhao, let's go this way. Let's go to the office and have a seat. Principal Qiu went to a meeting in the city and should be back this afternoon." Su Yue led Yu Heng and his group toward the school's main office.

After everyone was seated, Su Yue poured water for everyone before sitting down and introducing their school to Yu Heng.

Compared to Mingde No. 1 Middle School, Mingde No. 2 Middle School is completely inferior in terms of scale, teaching staff, teaching facilities, and curriculum.

Logically speaking, since Dede No. 2 Middle School is close to Qixiang High School, it should be able to get into a key junior high school.

However, in the early days of Qixiang High School's construction, some developers were interested in the surrounding area, but the excavation of an ancient tomb brought everything to a standstill.

Nowadays, this area is mostly inhabited by residents of the old town.

Mingde No.1 Middle School is located in the new city area, which has a more dense population and multiple commercial districts, making it much more prosperous than the old city area. Naturally, the teaching quality is incomparable to that of the old city area.

Su Yue first complained, then praised the teachers' and students' efforts, and finally boasted a little about the school's achievements. He could be considered a very competent fundraiser.

"It's almost noon. I wonder if Mr. Yu will have time later? I'd like to invite Mr. Yu to try the cooking of our cafeteria chefs." After introducing the school, Su Yue began to build relationships.

“Of course, then I’ll trouble Principal Su.” Yu Heng nodded; that was his original plan.

"Then I'll shamelessly freeload a meal here with you guys. Little Su, you won't kick this old man out, will you?" Principal Wen laughed and teased Su Yue.

He was actually Su Yue's teacher, so he helped to liven up the atmosphere.

"How could that be? We can't even get Principal Wen to come here all the time. I'd love for you to have a couple more meals here!"

Su Yue had originally thought that with Yu Heng's influence, he might donate two or three hundred thousand yuan, which would be enough to buy a lot of new equipment, and the dormitory building's gymnasium could also be renovated and improved.

However, considering that Yu Heng had previously donated money to Qixiang High School, and judging from Principal Wen's demeanor, the donation amount must have been substantial, probably over a million yuan.

The thought of receiving millions in donations made Su Yue so excited that his hands trembled.