CH 7.2

She put down the teacup in her head and shook her head helplessly. She explained the situation earnestly, “I know that you are a kind person, but you aren’t playing house. How can a young child like you, have enough money to support two brothers?”

Ye Qinghe was born with a golden spoon, so he had no concept of money. He frowned and asked, “Does it cost a lot?”

“Yes.” The teacher nodded her head, “It will cost tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands to sponsor them for a few years. They are renting their current place, but since they’re living in Shijin-dong, the rent is about three to four hundred yuan a month.”

Shijin-dong is considered the slum of Longcheng. Each apartment complex is square-shaped, sitting next to each other row by row. Those apartment complexes are small yet densely populated. The majority of the people living there are foreigners who had just arrived in the area looking for work, physically disabled people, and helpless elderly. Those places are dirty, messy, and cramped. A lot of gangsters hang around there and there is also a lot of theft. Due to its chaotic environment, the government gave up on regulating it.

The headteacher found Shen Zhou to be quite pitiful.

He is a smart and diligent student. He would have a bright future, but because he was born in an unfortunate family and had a bunch of greedy relatives, he is where he is now.

Ye Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it would only cost a few hundred thousand yuan, “It turned out that it will only cost a few hundred thousand yuan to sponsor Shen Zhou.”

Only…

Only???

The headteacher was confused by his response when Ye Qinghe continued speaking again, “My father always gave me pocket money. I haven’t counted how much I have left, but there should be at least ten million yuan in my account. Teacher, do you think I can sponsor Shen Zhou?”

His expression was extremely serious as he pleaded with her. It seemed as if ten million yuan wasn’t even that much for him.

Crack.

The teacup in the teacher’s hand shattered.

Ye Qinghe scratched his face in embarrassment when he saw the shocked expression on the head teacher’s face, “It seems like my family is a little wealthy…”

Ye Qinghe is the son of the wealthiest man in the city.

It took a while for the headteacher to recover.

Ye Qinghe has good character, docile personality, and excels in his academics. Due to him being both smart and sensible, he doesn’t draw attention to himself. As a result, the teachers usually don’t pay much attention to him since he fades into the background. But when the headteacher thought about it, she realized that he was dropped off and picked up by a car daily. Although the clothes he wears aren’t from famous brands, the quality and material of his clothes are pretty good.. In addition, he is talented with musical instruments and fluent in English. Once, he also showed off his excellent dancing in front of his class.

On second thought, it did seem like he’s from a wealthy family…

“I’m sorry Qinghe. I know you have good intentions, but there are other requirements apart from money to become a sponsor. If you genuinely want to sponsor Shen Zhou, then you will have to ask your parents to come forward to do it.” Children are bound to be playful. Although he may want to sponsor someone for the moment for fun, he might change his mind in the future. In the end, the one who will be hurt the most will undoubtedly be Shen Zhou.

Ye Qinghe pondered for a moment before he took out his cell phone and dialed his father’s number.

After a few rings, a male voice answered, “Hello, it’s currently not very convenient for President Ye to answer the phone right now.”

“I’m looking for my father.” Ye Qinghe responded immediately so that the other party couldn’t hang up.

After a brief pause, the phone was handed over to another person.

“Hello.”

A man’s hoarse voice could be heard. His voice was clear and light, but it gave off a strong sense of dominance.

“Dad, I have a matter that needs your help.”

Ye Linchuan responded in a deep voice, “Tell me.”

“I want to anonymously sponsor my classmate, so he can attend school. But the teacher told me that only parents can sponsor other students.”

Ye Linchuan didn’t ask any further questions, and agreed directly, “Okay. I’ll arrange for my assistant to handle this later. If you have any other needs or requests, you can ask him directly in the future.” After a brief pause, he asked, “Is there any other matter?”

“No.” Ye Qinghe hung up the phone and looked at the dumbfounded teacher with a gentle smile, “Teacher, thank you! I hope you can keep this a secret from Shen Zhou.” After he finished speaking, he walked away with the stack of paper in his arms.

The headteacher sat in her chair with a stumped expression on her face.

——Damn! Why does she feel like she had just been oppressed by an overbearing president?

——And he’s still a young kid!

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