Ancestral local tyrant system

When he returned to the room and opened the mailbox, Fang Jueyu had already received an invitation letter from his alma mater Haihua No. 2 Middle School.

"Dear 2016 alumni, sincerely invite you to participate in the 70th Anniversary Celebration of Haihua Second High School. We are waiting for your arrival on July 21st. If you have any questions, please contact the principal's office at 8545740."

"There are still 17 days of work, so there is still time to prepare!" Fang Jueyu is determined to achieve the 2% authority task completion, so he must become the most shining person at the school celebration.

He picked up the phone and immediately dialed the principal's office...

"Oh, what can we do about this?" In the office of the principal of Haihua No. 2 Middle School, a middle-aged man in his fifties was looking at this year's college entrance examination results statistics with a hammer. This is Haihua No. 2 Middle School. The current principal Zhu Ming.

Although it is the end high school in Haihua City, Haihua No. 2 Middle School has always had one high school on the top of the head. It has been decades, and the status of the second half of the millennium has hardly changed. Today, even the millennium old The status of the two seems to have been shaken.

The college entrance examination results of the third middle school this year are very good, and they are only one percentage point behind in the rate of one book. This gap is already very small.

As the old end high school, although the strength of the second middle school in previous years was not as good as one, it definitely had the potential to crush the following schools. This situation made Zhu Ming feel deeply uneasy.

Every year, the municipal government’s education funds are limited, and the bulk of it is naturally taken by No. 1 Middle School, while the funds of all other high schools add up to less than half of No. 1 Middle School's funds. Naturally it is getting stronger and stronger.

Teachers, educational resources, hardware facilities, these all need funds, and schools other than the first middle school have to find a way on their own except for the poor funding.

But schools are not profit-making organizations. How can they solve these funding gaps by themselves?

After inquiring about it, Zhu Ming realized that the third middle school has had a remarkable alumnus in recent years. He has worked hard for more than ten years and founded a large-scale company, and it has been listed in the United States just last year.

This alumni donated 10 million yuan to help the development of the school at the celebration of the Third Middle School last year, so the momentum of the Third Middle School this year will be so strong.

After so many years, the Second Middle School has naturally produced some excellent alumni. Many people have succeeded in starting their own businesses, and there are also many people who donated money. But who can get such a huge amount of money?Just filling some of the funding loopholes in the normal development of the school is already very reluctant.

"Hey, if this continues, the second high school will soon be overtaken by the third high school!" As the principal, Zhu Ming felt unprecedented pressure. Looking at this report card, he seemed to have a lot of gray hair in an instant. .

This year is the 70th anniversary of the school. According to tradition, a very solemn celebration will be held every ten years. One is to let the alumni who graduated go home and have a look. Naturally, I also hope that those who have their alma mater in their hearts. Successful alumni can donate generously and contribute to the construction of their alma mater.

Since a few weeks ago, the school has started to contact those alumni one after another, but to Zhu Ming’s disappointment, as long as every time we talk about donations, more than half of those entrepreneurs and alumni start to shirk something. This makes Zhu Ming’s My heart is half cold.

"Tingling!" The phone in the principal's office rang. Zhu Ming had already received dozens of calls in the morning, but most cities came to inquire about the specific time and event schedule of the school celebration. I guess this is no exception?

"Is it the office of the principal of Haihua No. 2 Middle School?" A young voice came across, "I want to ask about school celebrations."

"Yes, I'm Zhu Ming, the current principal, which alumni are you in?"

"Hahahaha, Zhu Ming has already been with the principal?" Fang Jueyu snickered in his heart. When he was in high school, he was most afraid of this deputy principal Zhu. He would appear at the windows of each class almost every night when he studied at home. Fang Jueyu was caught by him more than once.

"Principal Zhu, I am a graduate of the 16th class!" Fang Jueyu said.

Ju Ming couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on his face. A student in the 16th class is now a junior. He hasn't even completed his studies, let alone help the school.

However, since he is a former student, Zhu Ming naturally refuses to express this mentality. The students also have their alma mater in their hearts. Maybe they will get ahead in the future?He naturally welcomes every student who wants to come back.

"Principal Zhu, do you remember me? My name is Fang Jueyu!"

"Fang Jueyu?" Having been in the education industry for decades, Zhu Ming had too many student names in his mind, and he really didn't want to fight for a while.

"You forgot, when I was in my second year of high school, you caught my self-study secretly eating something, and then you grabbed me and went to find our class teacher. As a result, our class teacher also ate stinky tofu in the office, and you taught both of us. A meal!" Thinking of this, Fang Jueyu still feels a little funny now, "Finally, you didn't forget to drop a piece of stinky tofu when you left!"

"Cough cough cough, oh, I think of it, it's you!" When he said this, Zhu Ming's face blushed, and a naughty boy who had a pretty good academic record appeared in his mind, "I Remember that you were admitted to Jiangnan University? Your class was really the best class of students I have ever taken!"

It's not a compliment. Fang Jueyu's one-book rate reached the highest level in the history of the second middle school, and even approached the first middle school. If every student was like this, Zhu Ming would not be so distressed.

"By the way, are you here to participate in the school celebration?" Zhu Ming immediately put aside his troubles, chatting with such students is a very interesting and memorable thing.

"Yeah, we are just in the summer vacation. Don't we plan to come back to see our alma mater and the teachers," Fang Jueyu asked casually, "By the way, the principal, how about our college entrance examination results this year?"

"Hey, it's hard to say in one word!" Zhu Ming sighed heavily when he said here, "The gap between us and No. 1 Middle School is getting bigger and bigger, and No. 3 Middle School is about to catch up. I'm afraid it will surpass us next year."

"How could this happen? I remember the gap between the Third Middle School and our school has always been very large, right?"

"The education funds of the Third Middle School have been abundant in the past few years, the hardware and software and the teaching staff have been improved a lot, and our school... alas!"

Fang Jueyu can be said to have heard that the development of the Second Middle School has not been very good recently. The biggest problem is that there is not enough education funds. Isn't this right?

"The principal, that's the case. I called and wanted to discuss some things with you. I want to ask, does the school accept donations from students?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Hahaha, of course, we welcome you alumni to contribute to the development of the school." Zhu Ming did not report any great hope. Fang Jueyu is just a junior who has not graduated yet. How many money?And he remembered that none of the parents of the 16th class was particularly wealthy.

"Jueyu, the number of donations is not too large, you can do what you can. You can tell me the amount of your donation first, and I will make a record now."

"Does the school only accept cash donations?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Hahaha, of course, there is no limit to any type. Do you remember the statue at the school gate? It was donated by one of our famous alumni."

"If this is the case, that's good, then I will donate ten buildings first!"