Chapter 636 Donate to Build a High School

On the afternoon of October 3rd, with the settlement of the last futures contract, the investment of 300 million US dollars this time finally came to fruition.

In order not to get caught up in the fire, unlike last year's hype on the HSI futures, this round of operations, he is relatively scattered, and he did not put all his funds on the 17th. Therefore, in terms of unit return rate, it is not as good as the previous one-hammer trade .

Moreover, in order to further avoid suspicion, he bought some contracts, even at a slight loss.

Facts have proved that he was very wise in doing so. From 911 to now, various law enforcement agencies in the United States have examined thousands of foreigners in the United States with unprecedented unity and efficiency.

However, because the capital invested this time is three times that of the previous one, the overall income is still higher than the previous one. Excluding all these expenses in the United States, including the investment of 100 million U.S. dollars in Shanghai, the remaining , or slightly more than the total income last time.

Therefore, the funds that Feng Yiping can currently use have reached another level.

There are hundreds of millions, and there are billions, it feels completely different.

He feels that it is really time to consider buying a private jet, especially after 9/11.

However, before that, he had another idea.

"Jingping, I want to build a high school in the town, what do you think?"

"Build a high school? Build it yourself?"

"Of course it is donated to build, and after it is built, it will be handed over to the town.

I estimated that after the first phase of the industrial park is completed, at least 3,000 more people will be employed. In this way, more and more families in the town can afford a college student.

In the entire county, there is only one high school, and the admission rate for the high school entrance examination is too low. Many people have no chance to go to university. Let’s say that this year, three of them, Rongrong from my uncle’s family, failed to pass the entrance examination. Now all of them are repeating their studies in the province. There is a high school here, at least Rongrong can pass the exam. "

Her younger sister Huang Qinping was quite competitive and was admitted to the county No. 1 middle school.

"It's not that simple to add a high school," Huang Jingping said.

"We don't have to worry about those things. As long as we are willing to pay, the town will definitely find a way to get the approval,"

"Okay, I have no objection, the school is built in the town, and the admission rate in our town must be higher, which is good.

Those who have the opportunity to go to university in the future, after graduation, many people should return to work in the town. From this point of view, it is actually helping the industrial park to cultivate talents." Huang Jingping still understands education.

"Most of them will return to the town. I am confident about this. It will take at least seven or eight years until the high school in the town is built and the first batch of people who go to college graduate from there. By then, The town will certainly be no less attractive to them than some big cities."

He has already invested so much, and if he works hard for another seven or eight years, if Wuli'ao Town still cannot rank among the top 100 towns in the country by then, he will kill himself with a piece of tofu or hang him with a piece of noodles.

"Then how much are you going to donate?"

"If you want to build, build the best one, let's say 10 million,"

"Ah? So much!" Huang Jingping didn't expect him to donate such a large amount of money to build a high school. The land must be provided free of charge by the town. The teaching building of Liangjiahe Middle School only cost hundreds of thousands, which is the county No. 1 middle school. Add it all up, and it's estimated to be 3 million.

This ten million, in their town, can now build many buildings, "Is it necessary to use so much?"

"Investment in education needs to be looked at further. I want to use the No. 1 Middle School of the city as a template and build all the supporting facilities, such as libraries, gymnasiums, laboratories, language labs, electronic classrooms, computer rooms, etc. , in order to attract excellent teachers, the teaching staff dormitory building must also be built well, there will not be many, even if there are surplus, it doesn't matter, isn't it just right to build another kindergarten?"

"I have no objection, but, you see how to do the work at home," Huang Jingping said with a smile.

Don't say it, it's really going to be a little difficult.

It is really not an easy task to get parents to agree to take out 10 million for nothing.

However, there is always a way.

"I have another idea,"

"Would you like to donate again?" Huang Jingping asked.

"No, I'm really going to buy an airplane,"

"Ah? Really!" Huang Jingping is good at this, she has a big heart, and this time she doesn't ask how much the plane costs.

"Really, if it is decided now, by next year, we should be able to return to China on our own plane."

"Oh, that's great." She rubbed her belly and said with a smile on her face, "Little guy, do you know that when you are born, you will be able to take your own plane!"

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In the matter of doing the work of parents, Feng Yiping used some small strategies, and it was easier for his father to talk through, so he first quietly looked for his father.

He picked one night, that is, the morning at home, and called while his father was in the office. He broke up the matter and talked about it for nearly an hour.

Hearing his son's thoughts, Feng Zhenchang was a little dazed. Feng Yiping had analyzed so much from the present to the future, but he didn't actually listen to much. When his son stopped, he asked, "How much money do you have now?"

"I can't spend many lifetimes," Feng Yiping said in a general way, "Aren't you and mom worried that I'm not safe to fly, and I'm going to spend tens of millions of dollars, about two to three hundred million yuan, to buy a business jet ,"

This news made Feng Zhenchang even more confused, buy, buy an airplane?

"Dad, I think this donation is in the name of you and mother. Think about it. In the future, not only people in the town, but also other children in the county who are admitted to this school, as well as their parents, will remember it for a lifetime." Your good deeds,"

"Let me think about it first," Feng Zhenchang rubbed his forehead and hung up the phone.

Throughout the whole day, Feng Zhenchang kept shutting himself in the office talking to himself, and even ate lunch in the cafeteria.

The director of the tea factory came to discuss with him and saw that the ashtray on his desk was full of cigarette butts. He thought he had encountered some difficulties, but the progress of all the companies and the industrial park in the town was not good. Is everything going well?

"Boss Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Feng Zhenchang put away the few sheets of paper in front of him, looking at the several sheets of printed paper full of words, he felt a little distressed, why wasted so many sheets at once?

"It's very troublesome to collect tea these days, and there are more and more old leaves in it,"

In normal times, Feng Zhenchang would have been very angry when he heard such things. Some people really took advantage, but today, he really didn't have the heart to think about it.

"I'll call those village chiefs later, and if there are people who are deliberately shoddy and don't accept their tea this year, you should also tell them in the two factories, so that they can tell their families after get off work at night. This issue,"

"Okay." When the office door was closed, the factory director seemed to hear Feng Zhenchang muttering over there, "Ten million!"

Feng Zhenchang had his own account in mind. From the time he went to the provincial capital to do business until now, the money they made by themselves did not add up to that much.

However, what the son said was indeed reasonable, and the donation was still in the name of him and Mei Qiuping.

The next night, Feng Yiping received a call from his father, "As long as it doesn't look ostentatious, I agree. It may not be easy for your mother to figure it out, but I will do this work first."

Sure enough, when Mei Qiuping heard about this, she immediately exploded, and her voice changed. If her son was in the country now, she would definitely sneak him over immediately and teach him a lesson, "I'll call Yiping and tell him to immediately Come back, what is he thinking now, what is the use of these false names?"

Feng Zhenchang stopped his excited wife, "Listen to me first, how can this be a false name? This is good for the town, good for us, and good for business,"

"Is it good for the town? Yes, one by one, the officials have another chance to make money, and they have fattened up those guys who are not doing business with their salaries."

... ... ...

These days, TV is full of interviews with military and political experts from all walks of life. They are generally predicting a problem, a war, and it seems that they cannot be forced. So, when will the United States launch an attack?

On the evening of the 6th, some experts were still talking on CCTV, because the supplies were not in place, and the war would not start immediately.

The words were still in my ears, and the next day, on October 7, the coalition forces assembled by the United States, with the assistance of the Afghan Northern Alliance, officially launched an attack on the Taliban regime.

That slap was very loud.

It was also on this day that, at the invitation and entrustment of his brother-in-law and nephew, Mei Yiliang, with his wife and children, went home to help with the eldest sister's work.

The couple took turns to fight, and Mei Qiuping finally dispelled the idea of ​​going to the United States to find her son, but she was still far from agreeing.

On the 10th, Jin Ling came out. She took a large stack of documents and lived in Fengjiachong for two days. Finally, she lived up to her trust. Although she was still a little reluctant, Mei Qiuping finally agreed with her son's idea.

... ... ...

In the town hall, Guo Guojian accidentally poured a cup of hot tea on his lap, "Go to the hospital and have a look, mayor," Huang Chengzhong said.

"Don't panic," Guo Guojian rolled up his trousers, "Did I hear you right? Mr. Feng, they want to donate 10 million yuan to build a high school in the town?"

"Not just high school, but also kindergarten,"