After watching Zhao Chaogang's car go away with only the taillights left, Yang Li returned to the security room with a smile and carefully put Zhao Chaogang's business card into his wallet just now...

From this business card, you can see how rich he is when Zhao Chaogang appears. Zhao Chaogang's business card is actually made of jade, with only a simple number on it, which makes people think of him as a big shot at a glance.

Chaogang just said that this is his private number. If you have something to do in the future, please call him. Don’t be polite. Yang Li is planning to collect this business card, and may be able to use it one day in the future. This business card may be a protective umbrella for their family.

Yang Li had just put down his business card, and many students entered the security room to get letters from their class. As soon as the students arrived, Yang Li immediately became busy. He had no time to see what year of Maotai liquor Chao Gang gave him and what cigarettes were.

It was not until fifteen minutes later that Yang Li felt relieved. In his security room, there were only some letters from the teacher's office. The teachers came back and got them themselves. The students' large number of letters were finally sent, and Yang Li could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the two bags in the corner, Yang Li whistled and took the Moutai liquor and cigarette inside. Yang Li took a closer look and took out the Moutai liquor and cigarette inside. He took a breath of air in his heart. This Moutai liquor was actually raw pulp from the 1930s. It was not only rare on the market, but also cost about 20,000 yuan per bottle (it was found online at this price), and there were actually five bottles here, this...

Yang Li's heart began to be beating rapidly. These Moutai wines alone cost 100,000 yuan! Chao Gang actually gave the wines to himself without blinking. Chao Gang was really speechless to him!

After seeing which type of wine Moutai was, Yang Li had a clear idea. The wine was so expensive, and the price of those cigarettes was definitely not small. Sure enough, when he took out the cigarettes, he saw the Huanghelou 1916 soft furnishings written on it, Yang Li felt very numb.

Huanghelou 1916 soft furnishings, this cost 1,700 yuan for a cigarette. I didn’t expect that Yang Lin, a small security guard, could even smoke such expensive cigarettes.

Yang Lin instantly decided that these thirty-year-old Maotai raw pulp would be put on as his family heirloom in the future. As for these five Huanghelou 1916 soft-decorated cigarettes, he would smoke one of them and put on the others, which would be useful when his son gave them away.

Parents in the world always want to keep good things for their children, and Yang Li is a good father.

Zhang Wen frowned and walked towards the security room. He came to see how many people replied to his letters.

Zhang Wen is the vice principal of Yuefeng Middle School. He used to be Zhao Chaogang's class teacher. Zhao Chaogang respects him very much. Zhang Wen's teaching theory is very solid and he is also very good. Unexpectedly, Zhang Wen was promoted to the vice principal of the school more than ten years later. Zhang Wen was extraordinary!

This year marks the 20th anniversary of the founding of Yuefeng Middle School. The school is preparing to hold a grand celebration, and the important task of this celebration is handed over to Zhang Wen. Other things, such as some celebrations, are very easy to handle, but one of the links has indeed stumped Zhang Wen, donation activities for students who have graduated from Yuefeng Middle School in the past.

The amount of donations donated by students who graduated from Yuefeng Middle School largely reflects the teaching quality of Yuefeng Middle School. A lot of donations means that Yuefeng Middle School's previous education was very successful. Those graduates remember their alma mater, so they generously donated money during the alma mater anniversary. On the contrary, it means that the teaching quality of Yuefeng Middle School is very poor, and the students who taught have no nostalgia for their alma mater.

If Yuefeng Middle School gained this bad reputation, its status in Kuaiji County will be greatly reduced in the future. At least in the heart of the county government, Yuefeng Middle School will definitely not have a high score.

Lu Xun Middle School, in the same city, also held a school anniversary meeting this year. According to information obtained by Zhang Wen, many students who have graduated from Lu Xun Middle School have confirmed to participate in the 20-year anniversary meeting. It is said that there are more than a dozen people in it who are millionaires, and there are even a few mayor-level figures. With these people in it, Lu Xun Middle School will definitely not have less donations at that time.

However, in comparison, Yuefeng Middle School is much worse in this regard. Among the previous graduates who have replied to Zhang Wen, the most powerful person is only tens of millions of people. The highest-ranking official is only a deputy county magistrate, and he is also a specialist in agriculture. Compared with Luxun Middle School, Yuefeng Middle School is really worse.

Both schools hold a twenty-year school building celebration during the National Day. If the donations from Luxun Middle School far exceed Yuefeng Middle School, Yuefeng Middle School will be disgraced. When Yuefeng Middle School and Luxun Middle School compete for students in the future, they will be at a disadvantage.

When Zhang Wen thought of these things, his head hurt. In the past, the communication room would send letters to his office, but after Zhang Wen took over the school anniversary project, he began to come down to get the letters by himself, just to get good news earlier and make him feel at ease.

"Yang Li, have my letters been reunited? If they are reunited, I will give them to me."

As soon as he arrived at the door of the communication room, Zhang Wen spoke. These days, he always said this when he came to the communication room. In the past, Yang Li would quickly hand him his letter, but today, it has been five or six seconds, but Yang Li did not react at all.

Zhang Wen frowned and walked into the communication room without being angry, wanting to say something to Yang Li, but after Zhang Wen entered the communication room and saw the things on the table, the cigarette in his mouth fell down.

Zhang Wen rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He actually saw five bottles of 30-year-old Maotai raw paste and five pieces of Huanghelou 1916 soft-decorated cigarettes on Yang Li's table. Isn't this dazzling himself or something.

Yang Li is just a school security guard. How could there be such precious tobacco and alcohol? The tobacco and alcohol on the table add up to 120,000 tobacco and alcohol. How can Yang Li afford it?

However, the reality is cruel. After Zhang Wen rubbed his eyes, the Maotai wine and Huanghelou were still on the table. Zhang Wen's head suddenly became confused. What's going on?

"Dad, I've had dinner. This morning I had dumplings. The taste was very good. This was made by your daughter-in-law."

Just when Zhang Wen and Yang Li were a little stunned, Yang Li's son Yang Xingwen walked in. Before he could enter the door of the communication room, his voice came in first, directly awakening Zhang Wen and Yang Li.

"Ah, Principal Zhang, you are here too. I am sending breakfast to my dad. Principal Zhang, you are here to get the letter. I will ask my dad to give it to you immediately!"

As soon as Yang Xingwen entered the communication room, he saw Zhang Wen standing not far from the communication room door. He greeted him warmly: "Dad, Principal Zhang is here. Please give him the letter from Principal Zhang to avoid waiting."

"Okay, okay, Principal Zhang is really sorry. I just got distracted and didn't see you coming in. I'm so sorry, Principal Zhang, this is your letter. I've prepared it for you a long time ago. It's all here, please take a look!"

Yang Li quickly pulled out a stack of letters from the table drawer and handed them to Zhang Wen. He didn't even have time to clean up the things on the table.

"Dad, yes, these things are all good things. Which one of our school is given to? The cost is enough! Five bottles of Maotai and five yellow crane towers, it's a big deal. It's probably about 10,000 yuan!"

Yang Xingwen does not drink or smoke, so he only knows a rough idea about the price of tobacco and alcohol, and he has no idea about the detailed price.

"What are you saying? This is given to your father's friend by your father. It's not given to the teachers in the school by others. If they wanted to give to the teachers in the school, they would have gone there in person, so they would not be placed in your father's place. They are not afraid that your father will embezzle such precious things."

Yang Li looked at his son in anger, opened a yellow crane tower and handed a bag of yellow crane tower to Zhang Wen: "Principal Zhang, try this cigarette. I heard that it is very good. You can try it."

It’s not that Yang Li doesn’t want to send a cigarette to Zhang Wen, but there is a surveillance here. If someone calls out the surveillance and hand it over to his superiors, he and Zhang Wen will not be able to take it. However, if it’s just a packet of Yellow Crane Tower, there will be nothing wrong. Yang Li still has such a defensive mentality.

"Dad, this is all given to you by your friends? This is impossible. I know all your friends. Why don't I know that there is such a generous friend, Dad, are you lying to me?"

Yang Xingwen couldn't believe what his father said. He knew exactly what his father had. No one would give such a big gift at all, and there was no reason!

"You guy doesn't know a lot about it. How can you know all my dad's friends? Well, put these things away and take them home, and put them here without looking like a good look. If you lose anything, I want you to look good."

Yang Li began to put the Maotai and Huanghelou into the bag, handed the bag to his son, and asked him to take it home.

"It's just something worth more than 10,000 yuan. If you lose it, I'll buy it for you." Yang Xingwen muttered in his mouth.

"Xingwen, you are wrong. The 10,000 yuan you said can't afford a bottle of Moutai in those five bottles. It can only be sold for one-third of the amount. If you lose these things, your dad will really give you a good look.

If I did not calculate the combined price of these things incorrectly, they would have to be 120,000 or 30,000. Lao Yang, you have hidden it very deeply. You actually know such a big boss. The things I gave you are more than my two years of income. Lao Yang, will you introduce your friend?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!