I have few friends, but many childhood sweethearts.

Chapter 387. The Principal Offers a Cigarette
"Qingfan, do you know why Principal Song wanted to see you?"

As the only key high school in the district, the principal of Licheng Middle School has a position with a staff almost equivalent to that of a bureau chief. Recalling Principal Song's urgent tone on the phone, Guo Youcai couldn't help but feel curious.

"It's nothing. My family runs a small business and they're planning to donate some money to the school. They asked me to handle the arrangements." Xu Qingfan looked at the other person with gentle eyes and explained the situation in detail.

"Oh, I see." Guo Youcai nodded as if he understood. He couldn't lose his authority as a teacher in front of his students.

After a while.

"what?"

Seeing Guo Youcai's sudden shock and stunned expression, Xu Qingfan nodded slightly to indicate that this was indeed the case.

"Ah."

"Haha, that's great. No wonder Principal Song called me so urgently." Realizing his lapse in composure, Guo Youcai immediately reverted to his teacher-like demeanor, appearing as if he were a promising student.

"Yes."

Xu Qingfan brushed it off with just two words, and then the two of them remained silent for a long stretch of the road.

It was quite a distance from the fifth floor of the teaching building to the principal's office. After walking for almost five minutes, and seeing that they were about to reach the administration building, Guo Youcai finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked:
"Qingfan, how much does your family plan to donate to the school?"

Xu Qingfan suppressed a laugh and replied seriously, "The 600,000 is planned to be used to provide living allowances for impoverished students."

"Hiss, that's great! We actually have two students from disadvantaged families in our class. This is a very good idea!" Guo Youcai was surprised at first, but then immediately agreed.

"Yes."

Guo Youcai wanted to ask Xu Qingfan what kind of company his family owned, since he had given him sixty items at once, but the principal's office was already there in the blink of an eye, so he had to give up for the time being.

"Please come in." He knocked on the door three times, and Principal Song's voice came from inside very quickly.

After Guo Youcai opened the door, Xu Qingfan politely waited for him to enter before going in himself.

"Principal Song, I have brought the person."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Dongsheng had already stepped forward to shake hands with Xu Qingfan.

"Welcome, welcome! On behalf of Licheng Middle School, I would like to welcome Qingfan!"

"Hello, Teacher Song." Xu Qingfan extended his hand and shook hands with the other person.

"Haha, okay, I still prefer students to call me teacher. Qingfan, please have a seat. Teacher Guo."

"Well, I won't bother you any longer, Principal Song. I still need to go back and keep an eye on student discipline." Having been in the workplace for many years, Guo Youcai immediately took his leave.

After he left, the two quickly sat down on the coffee table and sofa in the reception area.

"All along, the best students from our district have gone to Gangcheng to study in high school. I am truly happy that Qingfan, who ranked second in the district, is willing to choose Licheng Middle School!"

Song Dongsheng kept his head down, fiddling with the tea set, and chatted with Xu Qingfan at a leisurely pace.

"Licheng Middle School has a great school spirit and environment, and its teaching staff is equally excellent. I believe that my alma mater's academic performance will definitely get better and better, and many years later I will feel fortunate to have made this decision!"

"Hahaha good!"

Xu Qingfan had dealt with the Zhang family many times before, so dealing with a nobody like Principal Song was naturally a piece of cake. After a friendly exchange of compliments, the atmosphere of their conversation became even more harmonious.

"I usually don't even drink authentic West Lake Longjing tea myself, but I'll make sure to have it today because of your respect for me, Teacher Song."

Song Dongsheng poured the brewed tea into his cup, Xu Qingfan clenched his fist and tapped the table, then picked up the brewed tea and took a sip.

"Good tea."

Song Dongsheng couldn't hide his admiration. Even without the halo of achievements, just this ability to get along with people made the young man in front of him a dragon among men.

"Regarding the donation to the school, on behalf of the school, I would like to express my gratitude to you, Qingfan. I believe you have a specific idea of ​​how to use the money, right?"

Seeing that it was time to get down to business, Xu Qingfan put down his teacup and sat up straight again: "Yes, I mainly want to use this money to help impoverished students. My specific ideas are written here."

He took the handwritten A4 paper out of his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to the other person with both hands.

"Oh? That's a great idea to sponsor impoverished students. Let me take a look."

soon.

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

"That's a great idea!"

After a quick glance at the contents, three gasps of surprise rang out in the office, all from Song Dongsheng.

“Principal Song, if you think there’s no problem, I don’t have any issues with the paperwork. The 600,000 yuan has already been deposited into a specific account. If the money is not enough later, my company will continue to donate to support me until I graduate from high school.”

When the conversation turned to business, Xu Qingfan stopped addressing the other person as "teacher." "This is an excellent idea! I'll personally coordinate with them tomorrow when I officially start work. On behalf of Licheng Middle School, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Qingfan and Haowei Delivery!"

Xu Qingfan half-squatted to show the courtesy of a junior and shook hands with the other person again.

"It was because I met a classmate like that that I thought of doing something. After all, high school is not only a time for physical growth, but the examination room is also like a battlefield. How can you do it if you don't eat enough!"

"I don't know what that student's name is. This is a dereliction of duty on our part!" Song Dongsheng slapped his thigh in frustration.

“He’s from Class 10 of Grade 11. His name is Xie Rui. I don’t know much else about him.” Xu Qingfan thought it wouldn’t hurt to pick up a pen and write Xie Rui’s name on the paper he had just written.

After another round of friendly pleasantries, Song Dongsheng suddenly changed the subject: "Qingfan, are you getting used to school life and studies? Is there anything you're having trouble adjusting to?"

That's the subtext: if you need any backdoors, you can ask now, after all, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Xu Qingfan, understanding the implied meaning, smiled and said, "The school has a very good learning environment, the classmates are friendly, and the food in the cafeteria is delicious, that's all."

After a pause, he continued, "My family wanted me to gain some experience, so I worked at an internet company during the summer vacation. I might have to take time off more often in the future."

"That's great! Young people should get some experience. The knowledge in textbooks is ultimately static; you have to put it into practice to truly understand!" Regardless of what Song Dongsheng was thinking, he clapped his hands in support.

"I understand about your leave request. I will personally inform Lao Guo when the time comes."

"Mmm." Xu Qingfan nodded obediently, then made a hesitant expression.

"What's wrong?" Song Dongsheng immediately took the bait.

"That's right. I don't want to reveal my identity about the donation to the school, but the homeroom teacher just said in class that Principal, you want me to come to your office. I'm afraid the students might misunderstand."

Xu Qingfan spoke hesitantly, then suddenly changed the subject, pointing to the cigarette on the table and saying, "So how about this, Teacher Song? You hand me a cigarette, and I'll take a picture and go back and say we're good buddies."

"puff!"

Song Dongsheng really couldn't hold back anymore, and he spat out the tea he had just drunk.

Fortunately, Xu Qingfan was prepared and dodged the magic attack with a quick movement.

After a while.

"Haha, thank you, Teacher Song, thank you, Teacher Song. I promise I won't share the photos. I'll keep the cigarettes as a souvenir; I never smoke!"

Looking at Xu Qingfan, who seemed like a completely different person, Song Dongsheng fell into deep thought.

"Ahem. Smoking is harmful to your health. It's best not to smoke if you can avoid it," he said, forcing a smile.

After putting away his phone and cigarettes, Xu Qingfan once again transformed into a proper and gentlemanly figure.

"I know, Teacher Song is a heavy smoker, it's best to get a check-up every year."

"Well, if you have nothing else to do, hurry back and attend your evening self-study session. Entrepreneurship is important, but you can't neglect your studies either. It's good to do both well."

Song Dongsheng was genuinely afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back, so he gave the order to leave.

"I'm sorry to bother you, teacher. I'll go back and work on both at the same time right away!"

After standing up, Xu Qingfan gave a sincere slight bow, shook hands politely with the other party, and then left the principal's office.

"Pfft hahaha!"

After Xu Qingfan left, Song Dongsheng couldn't help but burst into laughter alone in his office.

Asking the principal to hand him a cigarette—believe it or not, he'd had that kind of daydream back in his school days.

"That brat, hahaha!"

Song Dongsheng shook his head. Just as he was about to clean up the mess, the door was suddenly opened.

"correct!"

Song Dongsheng's smile froze on his face as he looked at Xu Qingfan, who was peeking in through the door, with a bewildered expression.

"Teacher Song, there's something else I need to tell you."

"Speak!" Seeing Xu Qingfan's face, which seemed to see through everything, Song Dongsheng's lips twitched.

"The vice president of our school's student council, I think his name is Du Haitao, has a conflict with me. It was originally a small matter, but he said that all students from our class who apply for the student council this year will not be accepted. I think this is a bit like settling a personal score, so I'm bringing it up with you."

"I understand. Is there anything else?" Song Dongsheng straightened up and looked at Xu Qingfan at the door with a serious face.

"That's all, Principal, you're busy. Kid, go back to evening self-study!" Xu Qingfan waved and quickly closed the door again.

After waiting a while longer, and making sure he wouldn't return, Song Dongsheng shook his head and said with a wry smile, "That brat!"

"It would be good to let him be the vice president."

(End of this chapter)