"Wha... what? Ten buildings?" Zhu Ming's voice suddenly quivered with shock, and then he forced a smile, thinking Fang Jueyu was joking with him. "Jueyu, you can't joke about such things!"
"Principal Zhu, I'm not joking. I plan to a hundred million to our school. Besides building teaching and laboratory buildings, you can use the remaining funds to improve our school's equipment," Fang Jueyu remembered how when he was in high school, the air conditioning in the classrooms was broken, making summer classes unbearably painful.
"Wait, Xiaofang, are you serious about this?" Zhu Ming was still a bit unconvinced. Even if you were a big boss of some listed company, donating a hundred million to a high school in one go, not many would be willing to do that, right?
"Of course I'm serious, Principal. We've known each other for so long. Have you ever caught me lying?"
Zhu Ming thought carefully. Even though Fang Jueyu was a bit mischievous at times and not the kind of student who dedicated himself solely to studies, his character was impeccable. But this matter was so significant that having doubts was natural.
"How about this, I'll first transfer the funds to the school account. Then we can discuss further?" Fang Jueyu said. "Let me make a quick call, please wait for me a moment!"
"Sister Ying, please help me transfer a hundred million dollars to my high school's account!" Even though Fang Jueyu didn't know the school's account number, Xiao Yi, an intelligent product of a mysterious civilization, could find anything on Earth.
"Sure, send me the account details, and it will be transferred in ten minutes at most!" A hundred million dollars was nothing, considering Fang Jueyu's billions of dollars in liquid assets. Even just earning interest from money sitting in the bank would be in the billions annually, not to mention a massive family helping him manage investments.
"This brat isn't pulling a fast one on me, right?" Zhu Ming put down the phone and was stunned, wondering if Fang Jueyu's promise was real or not.
Then, in less than five minutes, a call came from the school's finance department.
"Prin... principal, something big has happened!" the finance department director Yu's voice was flustered on the other end of the line.
"What happened? Is there a problem with the school's cash flow again?" Zhu Ming panicked. The school had recently gritted its teeth to buy a batch of the latest teaching equipment. They had raised the money with a bank loan, and if there was a problem, it would be a big deal.
"No, a large sum of money just appeared in the school's account... an entire hundred million!"
"Hiss!" Zhu Ming gasped. "Where did this money come from, have you checked?"
"I've confirmed with the bank, it's from a private account, but the bank can't disclose the identity of the payer. I also have no way of determining where it's from."
"I know whose it is!" Zhu Ming's breathing suddenly became rapid. He never expected that everything Fang Jueyu said would be real, and a hundred million would just show up like that?
"It's a donation from a student who graduated from our school," Zhu Ming suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of confidence. "Director Yu, come to my office this afternoon, and we'll plan the use of this money well. Maybe we can even surpass the No. 1 High School someday!"
"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour!"
"Principal Zhu, did the funds come through?" Fang Jueyu once again called Zhu Ming's office phone.
"Yes, yes!" Zhu Ming's tone was incredibly excited, nearly in tears. "With this money, the educational strength of the school will definitely see a qualitative leap!"
High schools differ from universities. Universities have many instruments and a much larger scale. A hundred million might not make much of a splash in a university, but for a high school, the changes would be substantial.
"Let's discuss the use of this money first," Fang Jueyu said. "Use half of it to build ten teaching and laboratory buildings for the school, and then..."
"Jueyu, slow down," Zhu Ming interrupted him. "You know our school isn't that big. We only have four teaching buildings in total. Building ten more all of a sudden, there's nowhere to put them on our limited land!"
"Hahaha," Fang Jueyu laughed. He hadn't considered such details earlier. "That was short-sighted of me, Principal. With your richer experience, you should make the plans. I trust you!"
Although Zhu Ming was known in school as the "Night Study Killer," he was consistently one of the city's outstanding teachers. His integrity was beyond doubt, and he would surely put every penny to the best use.
"How about this, I have a preliminary plan," Zhu Ming said. "I'm thinking of using ten million to add one teaching building and one laboratory building to the school, and then to improve the school's hardware facilities. Didn't you used to complain about the school's air conditioning? This time, let's replace them all for these kids!"
"It's about time!" Fang Jueyu clenched his fist. This was his dream for his three years in high school.
"I also plan to use part of the fund to hire some of the province's top teachers to work at our school and to establish a scholarship to support outstanding students from financially challenged backgrounds and to reward top-achieving students!"
"You thought it through, Principal, so I'll leave it to you!" Fang Jueyu felt that Zhu Ming's plan was excellent.
"Then let's name the fund after you, call it the Fang Jueyu Fund, what do you think?"
"There's no need for that," Fang Jueyu laughed. "I'll just be the initiator of this fund. Who knows, maybe other alumni will want to contribute in the future? Let's call it the Children of the Ocean Fund!"
Haihua City was near the sea, and they all grew up by the shore. The name Children of the Ocean was very fitting.
"Okay, we'll go with your suggestion! Jueyu, on behalf of all the teachers and students of Haihua No. 2 High School, thank you!" Zhu Ming sincerely said.
"After all, I'm a graduate of No. 2 High School, and it's only right to give back to my alma mater." With Zhu Ming's gratitude, Fang Jueyu felt a bit embarrassed.
"Jueyu, don't mind me asking, but you're only a junior in college. How do you have so much money?" Zhu Ming was worried that Fang Jueyu might have taken a wrong turn somewhere and was still a bit concerned.
"Well... actually I only found out recently. My parents have been traveling around the world, and they left the family business for me to handle."
"Hahaha, I didn't realize your family was so impressive?" Zhu Ming laughed. Nowadays, many wealthy families choose to raise their children modestly, and it seemed Fang Jueyu's family was one of them. "But isn't moving such a large sum of money a risk to your family's business?"
"Oh, don't worry about that. This amount is like a drop in the bucket for my family," Fang Jueyu added. "By the way, Principal Zhu, is a hundred million enough? If not, I can more?"