The Storm of Entering the School

"He agreed?"

After the old professor put down the phone, he picked up what he had put down again and began to read it with great interest.

The other middle-aged man beside him was the principal of the Business School, Qin Feng. He looked a little excited as he adjusted his glasses and shouted, "Elder Huang!"

"He agreed. He said that he wanted to donate 100 million yuan to the school, a library, and an upgrade to the canteen facilities. He complained that the food in our school cafeteria was unpalatable."

Qin Feng's eyes were first filled with surprise. After hearing these words, his eyes couldn't help but flash with uneasiness. "This, this, this… Our school canteen should be upgraded! Good, good, good!"

"Aiya!"