253: C253 I'll Fund It!

C253 I'll Fund It!

On the way to the village chief's house, Liu Fann found out about Hou Junyi's background.

His parents went out to work, and one year, they met with a car accident on the way back to their hometown during the Spring Festival. Both of them left, leaving them and his grandfather to rely on each other for survival.

Nan Zhuang was originally a remote place with insufficient education resources. If not for the fact that university students who were about to graduate came here to be interns and teachers in recent years, perhaps Nan Zhuang and the nearby children would not have been able to learn.

Hou Junyi's grandfather, on the other hand, relied on the craftsmanship of weaving bamboo baskets to make up for the annual tuition and miscellaneous fees for the siblings.

However, Nan Zhuang was too poor. People who went out often did not want to come back. This caused the interns to be unwilling to come here to teach, so that the students would not be able to learn.

"Little monkey, do you really want to go to school?"

Liu Fann casually asked.

Hou Junyi nodded heavily. "Big brother, I always get full marks for my studies in school. I really like to study and enjoy my days in school. "

Liu Fann nodded to himself and arrived at the village chief's house as he spoke.

Jiang Xiaoying and the others had left long ago, leaving only the village chief and a man who was slightly younger than him.

Before they entered the house, they heard the loud conversation between the two.

"Principal Chen, can't you insist? The children are pitiful. If you close the school, they will have no hope!"

The Old Village Chief knocked on the pipe and frowned.

"Old Village Chief, I have no choice. The school doesn't even have a teacher. No one is willing to come, and they can't afford their salary either. Sigh. "

Chen Youquan frowned. He had the heart to study, but he had no one to sponsor him.

"If my salary is not enough, I will go to the district again. . . "

"Old Village Chief, forget it. No one will come to this poor and remote place. I have searched everywhere, but no one is willing to come. Who will be willing to help us? . . . Sigh!"

At this moment, a voice full of confidence sounded.

"How about I sponsor it?"

Chen Youquan and the Old Village Chief both turned around and looked outside the door.

Liu Fann smiled faintly and walked in with Hou Junyi.

"This is?"

Chen Youquan looked at Liu Fann with a puzzled expression. There was a trace of joy in his expression.

"My name is Liu Fann. You must be Headmaster Chen. "

Liu Fann said in a friendly tone.

"Young man, I know you have good intentions, but you can't help me with this kind of thing. You should take good care of your junk. "

The Old Village Chief waved his hand. Chen Youquan did not know what Liu Fan was doing, but he knew it very well.

"What? Collecting junk?"

Chen Youquan's face immediately darkened, and he said angrily: "Young man, you are just making fun of me. Collecting junk can earn me a few money, so why are you talking about funding me? I can even afford a few hundred dollars. "

After saying that, the anticipation in his eyes disappeared. He said to Old Village Chief in a low voice, "Old Village Chief, I will be leaving first. I still have to inform the other villages. "

When the Old Village Chief heard this, he was helpless. It was as if he had suddenly aged.1

Liu Fann, who was ignored by them, was even more speechless. These two old men were too pessimistic. They didn't even ask what he could sponsor before making a subjective guess.

"That, Headmaster Chen, if you want to sponsor the Old Village Chief, how much money do you need?"

Chen Youquan stepped out of the threshold with one foot. When he heard Liu Fann's words, he impatiently turned his head and said, "Don't even think about it if you don't have 200,000 yuan. Moreover, this is only the money for building a school. The salary of the teachers can't be less than 500,000 yuan. Young man, your good intentions, I. . . "

Smack!

Liu Fann suddenly took out a cheque and slapped it on Headmaster Chen's hand. He smiled and said," This is a million. Headmaster, keep it well. "

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