The path to becoming a tycoon begins with binding to the Godly Rich System.

In Class 4 of the second year of junior high school, Yang Qingying was slowly tidying up her class notes.

"Is Yingying waiting for your sister again today?" Qin Ke, who sits at the same table, said, "Then I'm not going with you today! There are chicken legs in the cafeteria today, I'm going to go grab some."

"Hurry up, hurry up, or they'll all be gone." Yang Qingying actually wanted to go too, but she had to wait for her younger sister to come with her.

Qin Ke gave Yang Qingying an OK sign and rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind.

"Sis, there are chicken drumsticks in the cafeteria today." Yang Qingyan came to the classroom of Class 4, Grade 8 and pouted as she said to Yang Qingying, "I'm not a child anymore. Next time, go ahead and don't wait for me."

Mingde No. 2 Middle School has two teaching buildings, one for boarding students and the other for day students.

Yang Qingying's building has four floors. The fourth floor is a multimedia classroom. The ninth graders are on the third floor, the first graders are on the second floor, and the eighth graders are on the first floor.

Class 4 of Grade 8 is on the far right, closest to the school cafeteria.

"It's not like we haven't eaten it before, and you ate it last week too, didn't you? It's not like it'll definitely be gone just because it's a little later."

Although Yang Qingying is only one year older than Yang Qingyan, her parents were always very busy when she was young, so she had to help take care of her younger sister. Therefore, she has a strong sense of responsibility as the older sister.

“If we go earlier, we won’t have to wait in line for so long. I see that every time we get our food, Sister Qin Ke and the others are almost finished eating.” Yang Qingyan protested. She didn’t like being treated like a child at her age. “I can stay with Minmin and the others.”

Yang Qingying ignored her protests, not because she was domineering, but because Yang Qingyan was a very picky eater.

She had even suffered from malnutrition due to being a picky eater. Therefore, Yang Qingying had to watch over her younger sister while she ate.

"Hmph! If you still don't eat properly when I'm in high school, your great-uncle will be bringing you food!"

"Oh! Sis, I'm eating properly every day now, and I'm not picky about food anymore." Yang Qingyan grabbed Yang Qingying's arm and shook it, acting coquettishly: "You guys always treat me like a child."

Yang Qingying wouldn't listen; Yang Qingyan's promises no longer held any credibility for her.

As the two sisters approached the cafeteria entrance, they spotted a familiar figure.

"Is that Uncle's assistant?" Yang Qingyan squinted at him, a little uncertain.

"Yes"

The two hurried over: "Uncle Zhang An, what are you doing here?"

Yang Qingying took the initiative to call out to others.

"Qingying and Qingyan, you're here! Come with me, Mr. Yu has already gotten your food." Zhang An smiled and led the two sisters toward the teachers' cafeteria further inside the main dining hall.

"Has Uncle come over?" Yang Qingyan exclaimed with delight.

"Uncle is here. Have you been waiting long?" Yang Qingying asked with surprise, but still a little worried.

"Not long ago, I was just chatting with the school leaders and only came over around lunchtime." Zhang An replied carefully, "Oh right, your school leaders are here too, we'll be having lunch together later."

"Huh?" Hearing that there were school leaders present, the two were a little confused and nervous.

The teachers' canteen offers stir-fried dishes, but you have to pay extra.

Su Yue ordered the dishes and brought over the bowls and chopsticks for everyone. He also called the head of the teaching department over to entertain the guests, so he brought six sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"Could you please bring two more sets, Principal Su?" Yu Heng asked. "My two nieces will be out of class soon, so please let them eat with me."

"Your niece studies at our school?" Su Yue's voice was quite surprised.

“Yes, one is in the first year of junior high and the other in the second year. I came here mainly to check on their lives at school.” Yu Heng nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, Mr. Yu also has a nephew who is studying at our school." Principal Wen also smiled and nodded at Su Yue.

Su Yue immediately understood that President Yu's donation wasn't for charity or to gain fame or fortune; he was there to support his niece.

“Of course, no problem. Director Luo, go and tell the chef to add two more dishes.” After saying this to the Dean of Students, Su Yue turned to Yu Heng and said, “Kids this age are growing rapidly and have great appetites. Sometimes we old folks are envious.”

This is said in a very intimate way, which is certainly different from how you talk to your parents or your boss.

No matter how big the boss is, if he comes in as a parent, he will want to hear about his children.

“That’s right, a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home, and this little girl is no exception.” Principal Wen replied with a smile, “But they also have a lot of academic pressure, so they get hungry quickly and can’t go hungry without eating enough.”

"Thank you for your trouble, Principal Su." Yu Heng nodded to Su Yue.

"Knock knock knock." Although the door to the private room was open, Zhang An still politely knocked on it.

"Mr. Yu."

"uncle."

"uncle."

The two sisters followed behind Zhang An and were overjoyed to see that their uncle was really there.

"Come and sit down." Yu Heng was happy to see the two sisters come over and beckoned them to sit next to him.

"Come, come, sit here." Su Yue stood up and offered her a seat. She even thoughtfully pulled out chairs for the two sisters.

As the host, he was originally supposed to sit next to Yu Heng, but when he saw the two sisters arrive, he naturally and considerately let them sit next to Yu Heng.

"Thank you, Principal." Yang Qingying recognized Su Yue, and only after seeing Yu Heng nod to them did she sit down with her younger sister.

"Thank you, Principal." Yang Qingyan didn't recognize Su Yue, but she figured it was always right to call him that, just like her sister.

"It's alright, it's alright, haha, is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll add a couple more dishes for you." Su Yue sat down next to Xiao Zhao and asked the two sisters with a friendly expression.

Yang Qingying and Yang Qingyan were a little nervous and both looked at Yu Heng.

"No need, we've ordered several dishes, that's enough for us," Yu Heng said with a smile, declining on their behalf.

"You must be Qingying from Class 4, Grade 8 and Qingyan from Class 1, Grade 7, right?" Just then, Director Luo came in with bowls, chopsticks, and a few disposable cups. He had just changed the alcoholic beverages into soft drinks.

"I never imagined they were Mr. Yu's nieces. Both children are excellent students at school," Director Luo said to Yu Heng with a smile.

He put his things down on the table, then turned to Yang Qingyan and asked, "I remember Qingyan got second place in the grade in the last mock exam, right?"

"Yes," Yang Qingyan answered softly.

"Not bad, not bad, but I heard from your homeroom teacher that you were fully capable of getting first place. You were still careless." Director Luo said with a regretful look, "You should be more careful next time."

"Okay." Yang Qingyan replied earnestly. After all, in a setting full of adults, a schoolchild only needs to say that she will be obedient, that she will try her best, and that she will do this or that next time.

The adults finished their meal in a seemingly casual and harmonious manner, and the two sisters breathed a sigh of relief, finally it was over.

"Uncle, we're going back to the classroom now," Yang Qingying said goodbye to Yu Heng.

"Go ahead." Yu Heng waved his hand, letting them leave.

"Goodbye, uncles; goodbye, principal; goodbye, teachers; we're going back to the classroom." She bowed slightly to say goodbye, accompanied by her younger sister.

Goodbye, uncles; goodbye, principal; goodbye, teachers.

"go Go."

"Goodbye."

Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to formally discuss the donation.