Chapter 671: Donation

The situation at the village elementary school is indeed not optimistic.

The school buildings were built many years ago; after years of wind and rain, not to mention whether they're still solid, just looking at them is pretty scary.

One wall of a building actually has several holes.

Wu An curiously looked; the bricks were damaged, and there were signs of someone having drilled and chiseled, likely a bored child slowly digging away.

They dug up the bricks, and later no one dealt with them.

Even the buildings are like this, let alone the playground, cement pavement, and so on.

The elementary school is not big.

It didn't take long to walk around.

To be honest, Wu An was somewhat surprised; although it's not the modern era, it's already the end of 2012, and besides, this place is at least a coastal area, not some deep mountain hinterland—how could a proper elementary school end up like this?

After passing through the classroom, they arrived at the office.

The principal also works in the large office, and the teachers gave a very warm welcome to the arrival of Leader Qi and Wu An.

Wu Ping was also there.

As one of the few male teachers at the school, and a contract teacher who also handles the school's logistics, Wu Ping's desk is right next to the principal's desk.

If you think Wu Ping holds a high position, you're mistaken.

In fact.

That's just more convenient for the principal to call him for work.

At first Wu An knew it was a bit unpleasant, but later Wu Ping felt it was nothing, so he didn't say much more.

Wu Ping does these things not for any practical benefit.

It's more out of love.

If he didn't have feelings, no one could persist like him consistently to this day.

The principal sat down and began to complain.

Listening to him, Wu An finally understood why the school had fallen into such a state: first, because of school mergers; this village belongs to a relatively remote area, and logically it should have been merged with other elementary schools.

But due to the actual circumstances, this elementary school still persists in teaching.

Nowadays, in the general environment, people all move outward.

There are still people left in the village, but they keep dwindling, which also makes the school increasingly difficult; thus Wu Ping, as a contract teacher, cannot obtain a formal position in this situation.

Put simply.

This elementary school shouldn't exist in the first place.

But having said that, what exists is reasonable.

Actually, the school currently has hardly any teachers; the tenured teachers have all gone to other central elementary schools, leaving behind only a few elderly retirees who have been rehired, and Wu Ping, this contract teacher.

Wu An didn't come here to abolish this elementary school; besides, if the school disappeared, his older brother would have to be 'honorably laid off,' meaning he'd still be unable to find work.

In his previous life.

I'm afraid it's just this situation.

Leaving Wu Ping aside, those few old teachers who come here to teach, although they don't demand high pay, you still have to give them wages, right?

You can't really let them burn themselves out like candles to light others.

Currently, wages cannot be paid out.

"The school's situation, I've seen it, and it's indeed difficult."

"The principal also explained it clearly; after listening, I summarized it into three points."

"One, the buildings need repair."

"Two, the issue of wage payment."

"Three, it's also the lunchtime meal problem for some students."

"Right?"

The principal nodded vigorously and happily said, "With your donation of 100,000 yuan, it counts as solving our urgent need; tomorrow the children will not only have food to eat."

"They can even have meat added."

"Eating seafood every day won't do."

Wu An smiled.

Thinking about it is also funny; really, living by the sea, they're so poor they can only eat seafood.

But from now on.

After a few more years.

Even being by the sea doesn't guarantee you can easily get seafood; even if you live by the sea, wanting to eat seafood means you can only buy it.

Wu An asked, "Is 100,000 yuan enough?"

The principal was taken aback.

Everyone else also looked over.

Wu An looked at Wu Ping and said, "Older brother, I remember you previously calculated a sum: how much money for repairing the buildings, constructing the playground, and hardening the ground?"

Everyone then looked at him again.

Wu Ping, a bit nervous, said, "Twenty... around twenty thousand."

Wu An nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll donate 200,000."

"Get it done before the rainy season arrives next year."

"That way the children won't have to come to school barefoot on rainy days and then put on shoes in the classroom."

He knows these details.

Naturally, it's through his older brother.

Earlier, he took Wu Ping with him to hustle the sea and split the money; Wu Ping put all the money into the School, saying it could be called "paying to work."

In other industries, this situation would be criticized, but in the education industry it is worthy of praise.

The Principal was extremely excited, grabbed Wu An's hand with both hands, and shook it forcefully.

It truly can be said: an excited heart, trembling hands.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"I thank you on behalf of the children."

"When the classroom is built, it will be named after you."

Wu An gave a deadpan smile.

He said, "No matter how bitter, we must not make the children suffer; no matter how poor, we must not impoverish education."

"Elder Principal, I am at least a Market Excellent Youth Representative."

"I should have come earlier."

"As for naming, forget it; we won't do those empty things."

If we do it this way, he can't even donate to the School without being questioned.

Leader Qi was quite surprised.

This is 200,000, after all.

Donations are not investments; once the money is taken out, it's taken out, and you get no return at all.

"Principal, I have a small request: this money must be earmarked and supervised; I might not trust others, but if it's given to my brother, I am not worried."

"Yes, yes, yes, of course."

The money was cash, prepared in advance; Gu Anran went back, quickly came over carrying a bag from the car, and placed it directly on the Principal's desk.

Then Wu Ping took it away, and someone accompanied him to deposit it.

Leader Qi also asked the School staff and learned that Wu Ping is still a private teacher, which was quite surprising: "Logically, with his qualifications, he should have been on the roster already, right?"

The Principal gave an awkward smile: "Back then, Wu Ping could have gone to the Central Elementary School, but he stayed…"

Leader Qi said, "Even if there is only one student, the School must continue to operate properly."

"Like this."

"I'll supervise, and get Wu Ping's Elder Master appointment on the roster as soon as possible."

"Leader, I thank you on behalf of Wu Ping."

"As for the students' lunches, the town will be responsible from now on; you submit them, and I will approve."

He can still decide how to use this money.

Wu An has already thrown a brick to attract jade, donating 200,000 to the School first; now he allocates a sum for the School to provide lunches for the students—who would oppose?

Those who dare to oppose are not good comrades!

Wu An and Gu Anran rose to take their leave; just as they were about to leave, Leader Qi called out to them, saying it was mealtime and they should have a meal together.

Wu An naturally agreed gladly.

He came this time with many reasons for donating to the School, one of which was to improve his relationship with Leader Qi.