"I’ll personally sponsor two, and our bureau can sponsor fifty!"
"I’ll sponsor six, and our departnt can sponsor twenty!"
No wonder it’s a county swimming in wealth; these leaders imdiately grasped the aning behind Zhao Chuanchun’s words.
It only costs one thousand yuan a year for a student; over twelve years, it’s just twelve thousand. So these dozens of leaders quickly gathered a significant number of slots. It was only then that Lin Fan ca out with a large pot of cabbage and tofu.
"Dear leaders, I’m sorry, the kitchen really has no dishes left. I went through a lot of trouble to stew so for you. There’s no rice, but there are so buns left. Please make do and have a bite so you don’t leave the school with an empty stomach."
As the large pot of stewed cabbage and tofu was placed on the table, everyone looked at each other in dismay. Cui Ronglian and the cook ca up carrying two pots of buns, "Sorry, these buns are leftovers from the students’ breakfast. They were initially intended to be used for a soup for the teachers this evening, and there’s no ti to heat them. Please bear with us, leaders."
"Principal Cui, you’ve worked hard!"
With things as they were, Zhao Chuanchun quickly stood up and said, "Our county has had a lot happening in recent years, and I haven’t kept pace with our school’s developnt. Today I saw your real difficulties, and I’ve communicated with the departnt leaders. Next, the whole county will strongly support your schooling plans. We’ll also have each street office vigorously promote our school’s waiving of miscellaneous fees and support for children from poor families to ensure no child in our county falls behind at the starting line."
"Thank you, county magistrate, for your support... On behalf of the children, I thank all the leaders!"
Cui Ronglian quickly bowed repeatedly to the leaders around the table, but the eyes hidden behind her gold-rimd glasses sneaked a look at Lin Fan, standing by the side. If everything he’d done before was to forcefully keep the girls’ high school alive, then today’s al paved the way for her decades of teaching to co.
With Zhao Chuanchun’s statent and the promises from various departnts, once turned into docunts, these would be a natural shield for the girls’ high school. Eventually, not only the current school children but girls who dropped out across the county and even the city could continue their education. The number of beneficiaries could be in the tens of thousands.
"Alright, after returning, everyone should send a formal docunt to the County Governnt. Ultimately, it’ll all be collected by the Education Bureau, which will assign a specialist to ensure the inflow of funds... I recall County Magistrate Luan’s wife, Nie Yinghong, works within your Education Bureau, right? I suggest she take charge of this; no issue, correct?"
Zhao Chuanchun’s gaze fell on the county’s Director of Education.
"No problem... Of course, no problem. Director Nie is reliable and well-suited for such work."
The Director of Education hurriedly stood up, timidly responding, being fully aware this was not a suggestion but an absolute command in the political sphere.
"Alright then, everyone, let’s eat. I’m going with County Magistrate Lin to eat inside!"
Zhao Chuanchun served himself a bowl of soup and, picking up a bun, headed to the small dining room. Lin Fan, of course, also served a bowl, picked up a bun, and didn’t forget to glance at the leaders seated there.
"Everyone, I’ve truly put effort into this soup. Don’t be formal with . If you’re not full, how can you have energy for work in the afternoon?"
Once said, everyone could only smile wryly, but what they thought was unknown, especially Huo Ben, whose look was filled with endless hatred. His face still showed so bruising; he hadn’t yet had the chance to avenge his previous loss.
"Not bad, young fellow. One al secured tens of millions in funding for the year."
As the two walked into the small dining area, Zhao Chuanchun turned back to look at Lin Fan, who followed him in, and said, "Inviting to attend the opening ceremony, yet not showing up yourself, are you planning to play the good cop-bad cop with ?"
"I’m rely setting the stage for you, County Magistrate Zhao. Once the stage is set, it’s for you to perform. Whether I show my face or not isn’t important."
Lin Fan sat by Zhao Chuanchun’s side, his gaze still complex.
"About the matter with Qin Yushu, how do you plan to resolve it?"
"It seems you already know."
Lin Fan took a bite of the bun and said, "An old person’s celebration is rather important. I think County Magistrate Zhao should focus on organizing the birthday banquet; as for the other minor things, I’ll handle them myself."
"The way you talk is getting audacious; aren’t you afraid?"
Lin Fan’s response genuinely surprised Zhao Chuanchun, but Lin Fan lifted his head with a smile, "Initially, I was a bit scared, but now, not at all. I think I’ve guessed County Magistrate Luan’s secrets."
"What secrets?"
Zhao Chuanchun was taken aback, staring into Lin Fan’s eyes, who just smiled lightly, "He probably thinks County Magistrate Zhao isn’t a bad person either, which is why he’s confident enough. But he underestimates the villain behind you."
"He thinks, so does anyone else think?"
After a long silence, Zhao Chuanchun started to laugh suddenly.
"I do."
Lin Fan drank a mouthful of soup and said, "Turns out, soone else has been taking this path that I’m on, and they’re doing quite well. So, senior, don’t worry. I’m not that easy to kill."
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