"Can this be adjusted and discussed? And this can also save more money!"

"Well, what about that? The reason why I want to start my own school is actually because I want to spend money. As I said before, the project's start-up capital of more than 100 million can be increased. As for the later medium and long-term planning,

My target total investment amount is approximately this amount.”

He raised his slender index finger high and made heavy gestures in front of him.

This means that it naturally contains more cowhide. Gao Mu is not short of money, but he is short of big money.

It's just the cow farts you put out, and you have to finish them even if you hold your nose and smell them.

"One billion!"

Secretary Li’s eyes lit up. One billion would be enough to start with one hundred million and end up with one billion, and building a university with one billion would be pretty good too.

"no!"

A very flat denial.

"Is it ten billion?"

Secretary Li's eyes bulged obviously, and he subconsciously took a step closer to Gao Mu.

If one billion can build a very good university, then a campus worth ten billion cannot be described as good.

If you compare a school like that with the Magic City...

"No, No, No..."

Before the twinkle in Secretary Li's eyes ended, before he could figure out the difference between the Ten Billion Campus and the Magic City Conference, Gao Mu's shaking head of NO had brought him back to reality.

"No, no, it's not." It was very difficult to swallow the big mouthful of saliva. It was more painful than having a piece of Shandong steamed bun stuck in it. My face was red and my ears were red, and the veins on my neck were popping out. "How many is that? One,

One hundred billion."

My teeth were chattering and my tongue was almost bitten off before I could finally speak three words clearly.

He could still compare tens of billions, but hundreds of billions had already caused his brain to temporarily lose its ability to think.

One hundred-dollar bills came one after another, constantly blocking the arteries in his brain, and blocking all the brain cells like a wall.

The machine is down and speechless, and the sculpture does not move.

"Well, just one hundred billion."

Gao Mu could understand Secretary Li's mood at this time. If the roles were reversed, he might not perform better than him.

The number of 100 billion may not be a big deal in the future, but now, in 2002, it could kill people.

In order not to make a fuss about others, he could only accept it as soon as it was good, and he couldn't stand it even if he farted too much.

Although he was muttering about 100 billion US dollars in his heart, in such an atmosphere, he must have kept his mouth shut and would not be exposed.

Although cow farts are fragrant, smelling too much can harm your health.

Of course, 100 billion U.S. dollars is not something he just imagined. If he stretches out the time and fills up the project content, is 100 billion U.S. dollars enough?

It’s really not possible!

Let’s wait for time to prove everything!

"Principal, how much was our school's funding last year?"

With no desires and demands, and after being overly stimulated, Secretary Li suddenly lost interest in money.

"hehe……"

Wang Qiande's laughter was not only embarrassing, but also dry.

Gao Mu is still the same Gao Mu. This satellite broadcasts it. It's a thrill. It's like a monkey in the sky. It doesn't cost money but it costs lives.

Although he tried to remain calm on his face, his old heart was beating violently.

"That's pretty much what we said today. You can go back and write me a detailed plan."

Wang Qiande, who was full of energy, also said this in a feeble manner.

"Okay, then

…”

Gao Mu pointed to the information report on the "Compact Disc Movement" that had been given to Wang Qiande from the beginning on the table.

"Oh, here, it should wait until I finish reading before looking for you. You go back first."

If Gao Mu hadn't taken the initiative to remind him, Wang Qiande would have forgotten why Gao Mu came to him in the first place.

This circle is so scary!

"Then I'll go back first?"

Gao Mu asked hesitantly, unwilling to move. Gao Mu still had something to say.

"Go back and quickly handle your internal matters. Wait for my call on these two matters."

If he hadn't been so stimulated that his whole body was weak, Wang Qiande would have really wanted to take a few steps forward and kick Gao Mu out.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go back and wait."

Gao Mu was no longer skinny. After listening to Wang Qiande's words, he happily opened the door and left.

Because from Wang Qiande's words, he had already heard a different attitude from the beginning. "Waiting for my call about these two things" showed that regarding the school affairs, his position began to waver and he began to think about it.

Everything is a good phenomenon, and everything is changing in a good direction, so he needs to put more pressure on him, and giving him space and time is the most correct choice.

"Principal, do you think what Gao Mu said is true?"

Secretary Li's legs were weak and he was holding the principal's desk with one hand, still counting the zeros behind hundreds of billions.

"Huh, ask the driver to wait for me downstairs."

Wang Qiande didn't answer the question, but his expression obviously changed a lot after Gao Mu left.

He was holding the tea cup with both hands, but his trembling was visible to the naked eye, and his drinking water was not that smooth.

"Ah, where are you going?"

Wang Qiande's daily office work was arranged by him. Secretary Li, who had gradually sobered up, did not remember that Wang Qiande had any business trips that required him to go out at this time.

"I'll go home and rest for a while. If there's nothing important today, don't call me again."

The stimulation was too intense and Wang Qiande couldn't resist it without going home and taking a good rest for half a day!

…

"I smiled proudly, smiled proudly, smiling at how wonderful the world of mortals is, how wonderful the junior girls are, how handsome the juniors are, this school is so good..."

Singing the song he adapted, Gao Mu walked happily on the campus.

If you give him a red scarf and a small school bag, he can dance with his little feet.

I met many other students along the way, whether they were acquaintances or not. Seeing his appearance, no one dared to approach him. They all hid as far away as possible.

Of course, there will still be plenty of pointers.

"Isn't that Gao Mu?"

"Which Gao Mu?"

"President of the Student Union!"

"Oh, it's him, what's wrong?"

"Isn't there someone pretending to be a student union cadre in the cafeteria yesterday? He must have been stimulated, look at his state. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"I've also heard about this, but I don't know how to deal with the fake person later."

"Hey, what's going on? There's no sound at all. I heard that they didn't expose it on the spot. Everyone thought it was intentional. The school's Facebook page was already in a commotion. As a result, I haven't seen how they handled it to this day. Hey, let me tell you Speaking of secrets, there is a student union senior I know, and he said that their chairman has not called them to a meeting yet..."

"Really? How could this happen? Doesn't it mean that the person who faked his identity has any special background?"

"Hey, when you say that, it's true

It's possible. Otherwise, who would have the courage to openly pretend to be a cadre in the school? Even a fool can't do it!"

…

Behind the singing along the way, there are discussions all the way, gossip is flying everywhere, and the theater in the mind is exciting.

Student Union resident.

"Everyone is here, right? We're here for a meeting!"

There are more than a dozen student union cadres and a large group of "temporary" volunteers. Today is an enlarged meeting, and a lot of people came.

It was so dark that the first three rows and the last three rows were filled with human heads.

"The boss hasn't arrived yet, so you have to hold a labor-management meeting."

"That's right, Vice Chairman Lu, you just want to remove the subtitle?"

"Hahahaha, it seems that the adverb is removed. Don't you guys want to add an adverb?"

Although the student union meetings are not as formal as other places, and they do not have a large conference table, the distinction between primary and secondary is still very obvious.
To be continued...