Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 234 - 233 Who is Really Foolish?

Chapter 234: Chapter 233 Who is Really Foolish?

Feng Yuanshan had said before, anyone could visit his office at any time, and rant and bang on his table.

Indeed, he was always ready to be scolded—his office door was never locked, always open to anyone to push and enter, with no one stopping them. There was even a note stuck right in the middle of the door that read "No need to knock," slightly yellowed at the edges, it’s uncertain how long it had been there.

So, when Lin Nianhe followed the guidance and pushed the door directly to enter, she found that Feng Yuanshan was not the only person in the room.

Coincidentally, the other person was someone Lin Nianhe had seen before.

In the provincial city, Laosan, who was under Bai Bo and was very oblivious.

Lin Nianhe gave him a brief glance, just the normal amount of appropriate attention, then as if she had never seen him before, she stopped at the door and looked at Feng Yuanshan and asked, "Hello leader, are you Comrade Feng Yuanshan?"

Feng Yuanshan looked at Lin Nianhe and laughed, "Aren’t you Teacher Xiao Lin from Ten Miles Village School? We just met a few days ago, have you forgotten?"

Feng Yuanshan, feeling invigorated by auspicious events, had his lip blisters healed and appeared much more spirited.

Lin Nianhe paused for a moment, then tapped her head, "I’m sorry, Uncle Feng, I’ve had a bad memory for faces since I was young, please don’t take offense."

Feng Yuanshan smiled and nodded, pointing at Laosan, "Take a seat first, I need to finish talking with this comrade."

"Okay." Lin Nianhe clasped her hands in front of her and obediently backed out, closing the door behind them.

Inside, Laosan’s back was drenched in cold sweat.

Seeing Lin Nianhe here had really scared him!

Thankfully, she didn’t recognize him, otherwise, it would have ruined everything.

Laosan internally breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to Feng Yuanshan, "Comrade, let’s settle it then. We’ll start construction after the autumn harvest. It’s better for the kids to have more classes in winter."

Feng Yuanshan’s eyes squinted into a smile, nodding continuously in a friendly manner, "Sure, I’ll get right on it once the harvest is done. Comrade, rest assured, I will make sure to account for every brick, and your donation definitely won’t be spent elsewhere."

"Good, I trust the leader to get things done!"

Laosan breathed easier, thinking to himself that educators were easy to fool. Just mention donating to a school, and they couldn’t wait to treat him like an ancestor.

In front of Laosan, Feng Yuanshan took the donation and accounted for it, then with a pleasant smile, saw him out.

Lin Nianhe was sitting outside on a bench, squinting as she basked in the sun.

When Laosan left, he glanced back at her. Their eyes did not meet, and he finally felt at ease.

Feng Yuanshan watched his retreating figure, the smile on his face gradually fading, turning into disgust.

He frowned, wiped his face with his hand, and when he turned back to Lin Nianhe, he put on a smile again, "Comrade Xiao Lin, please come in and talk about what you need."

Lin Nianhe opened her eyes and stood up with a smile, "Sure."

The two of them entered, Feng Yuanshan poured some hot water for Lin Nianhe, and couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous, "Comrade Xiao Lin, today is the first day of school at your village school, isn’t it? Is there something the matter with you coming here?"

He couldn’t help but wonder if she couldn’t handle it and wanted to quit on the first day.

Lin Nianhe took a sip of water, her peripheral vision catching a shadow that flickered past the window—its deliberately light footsteps did not escape her ears—it stopped by the door.

Lin Nianhe’s gaze subtly shifted, and in a moment, she had an idea.

She put down her tea, looking seriously at Feng Yuanshan, "Uncle Feng, I must say—the kids from Victory Team can’t just not go to school. The poorer they are, the more they need to be educated!"

Feng Yuanshan was taken aback for a moment.

He truly did not expect Lin Nianhe to rush here amidst her busy day just to talk about this.

After a moment, he let out a wry smile, "It’s not that I don’t want them to study, it’s that they really have difficulties..."

"I’m willing to donate to support the education of impoverished children. Look, one student’s annual tuition is one yuan. I receive a stipend of five yuan a month, which is sixty yuan a year. I can pay the tuition for sixty children."

"This..."

Outside the door, Laosan held his breath and listened intently.

"Comrade, what are you doing?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Laosan into jumping up.

Zhang Qiong held books in her arms and looked at Laosan warily.

Laosan hurriedly said, "Nothing, nothing, I dropped my money and was just looking for it."

Finishing his words without waiting for Zhang Qiong to respond, he muttered "Where’s my money?" and then walked away along the base of the wall.

...

"Big brother, I bumped into Lin Nianhe at the commune!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Bo’s brow twitched fiercely: "What’s going on with you? How can you be so careless!"

For the moment, he didn’t want to have a fallout with Lin Nianhe; it wouldn’t be good if she found out about this.

"It’s fine, big brother, she didn’t recognize me!" Laosan said cheerfully, "She was there looking for Feng Yuanshan, and besides, she doesn’t remember people!"

"Eh? Isn’t that the same issue Laoer has?" Bai Bo snorted with disdain, but accepted it naturally, "Then no problem. As long as she didn’t recognize you, that’s what matters. Still, you should avoid her in the future to spare yourself the trouble."

"Sure, big brother, don’t worry, I got it." Laosan lowered his voice even more, "Big brother, I overheard her tell Feng Yuanshan at the door that she wants to donate money to poor kids to help them go to school!"

"Hm?"

Bai Bo immediately became interested: "Is that so?"

"That’s what I heard her say, something about ’the poorer you are, the more you need to study’... Big brother, do you think she’s lost her mind? If her family is that poor, why bother studying? Shouldn’t they be focused on earning money?"

"You know, I really should have taken a whip to you three times a day to make you study more!" Bai Bo laughed and scolded, "Does she care whether poor kids get an education? She just wants to win people over. Besides, do kids from wealthy families think about going out to make money?"

Laosan suddenly understood and said, "Why is she so cunning?"

"In our line of work, apart from Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian, who really lacks savvy?" Bai Bo scoffed and asked him, "How much money do you still have on you?"

"I’ve got two thousand six hundred." Laosan replied truthfully.

"Uh-huh... well, give all that money to Feng Yuanshan, tell him that since there’s leftover donation money, it won’t be returned but instead given to poor kids for their education. I’ll have Laosi run elsewhere with more money."

Having had prior experience, Bai Bo copied the homework with ease.

"Alrighty, I’ll take care of it tomorrow."

"Hm."

Bai Bo hung up the phone, sent a lackey to call for Laosi, and then went back into his room to get money.

Upon entering, however, he found that the lock on the box where the money was kept had been changed, and he couldn’t open it.

"Wife? Lirong?"

Bai Bo called out while looking for her and bumped into Zheng Lirong as she walked into the room.

He smiled and extended his hand towards her: "Wife, I need some money for something."

He didn’t ask Zheng Lirong why she changed the lock, seemingly indifferent to this minor matter.

Zheng Lirong looked at him with a complex expression, and after a moment, she pushed him into the room and closed the door behind them.

Bai Bo sat on the edge of the kang bed and smiled at her: "Wife, what’s up?"

Zheng Lirong frowned, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Can we stop doing this business, is that okay?"