In the west city of Jiangnan, there is a College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
This college is ranked high in the entire Jiangnan region.
There are many high-rise buildings in the spacious college. In the college, willow trees are shady, flowers are fragrant and birds are chirping. Young men and women in groups of three and three are energetic, wearing pure school uniforms, either under the willow trees or on the benches, concentrating on reading Chinese medicine books.
But there are also groups of people falling in love, hugging and kissing under the willow trees, etc.
Many students here are already over the legal age for marriage, and falling in love is normal.
Li Feng was blocked by security when he entered the college. According to relevant regulations, outsiders who are not college teachers, students, or others are not allowed to enter at will.
After Li Feng explained the situation and the security phone confirmed, the two were released.
Director Du had already said hello, and the principal knew he was coming, so he asked the security guard to let him go.
It's not school time yet, so there aren't many people on the college playground.
After arriving at the parking lot, Liu Tingting looked for a place to park the electric donkey.
Her delicate little electric donkey cart was always carrying the two of them everywhere, and the cart was a little out of shape.
Seeing that her beloved little eDonkey was a little deformed, Liu Tingting felt heartbroken.
Toot!
The two of them had just stopped the electric donkey and were about to leave when they heard the sound of a car horn behind them.
I saw a black BMW approaching. After honking its horn several times, the BMW drove into the Lutian parking lot.
"Crazy, why are you honking the horn at such a wide distance? It's disturbing the people." Liu Tingting was speechless. She was disgusted with this behavior.
Some people always like to honk the horn and whistle when driving a luxury car. In fact, they are just showing off and trying to attract the attention of beautiful women.
I saw a man about fifty years old walking out of a luxury car with a beer belly.
This man is wearing a green water ghost and a designer suit. He is holding a mobile phone in his right hand and answering the call.
When he saw Liu Tingting, he winked and then touched his BMW.
He seemed to be showing off to the beautiful woman that he had a luxury car and money.
Liu Tingting was just dismissive of his showing off.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, I'm at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I have to apply for a poverty alleviation scholarship for my little daughter, so I don't have time to attend your party. I'm sorry." The man answered the phone.
Apply for poverty alleviation scholarships!
Li Feng felt something was wrong when he heard the other party's purpose of coming here.
How could a boss who drives a BMW, wears a brand-name watch and a brand-name suit, and his children be poor students?
Although he knew there was something fishy, Li Feng didn't want to take care of it. After all, there were too many things like this that he couldn't handle, and it wasn't under his control.
Residents in low-rent housing all drive BMWs, and many of the buildings built for poor households are also occupied by wealthy people. These things are not surprising.
Li Feng didn't want to worry about it, but when he suddenly heard a familiar company name, he stopped.
Just listen to the man say: "Blue Dragon Group donated 10 million yuan to the college to help poor students. Each poor student will receive a subsidy of 10,000 yuan a year. I have many children, so I came to apply for some subsidies."
Nanlong Group is Lin Mengyao's company. President Lin likes to do charity and often donates to the society.
I just didn't expect that the poverty bursary she donated to the college not only failed to help the poor students who really needed it, but actually made it easier for them.
This BMW man said that he has many children, which obviously means that he wants to apply for several places.
Ma De, even if he has many children, even if he is really from a poor household, it is impossible for all the children to be the same age and study Chinese medicine here.
Li Feng has practiced magical skills, so his hearing is sharp. He not only heard the BMW man's words, but also heard the voice on the other person's mobile phone.
I just heard a voice coming from the BMW male cell phone: "Mr. Qiu, it seems that Ling Qianjin is in the School of Finance, right? Why are you going to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
"Hahaha, this is not a secret. Mr. Zhang, if you need it, I can find connections to help you get a few places." Mr. Qiu said with a smile.
"Thank you then. I have two children and several friends' children who are all in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Please help me..."
After hearing Mr. Qiu's conversation, Li Feng felt that these people were really bad, they were really a bunch of worms.
Mr. Qiu’s daughter is in the School of Finance, but he actually came to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to receive poverty scholarships.
This secret operation is really awesome, and he also wants to get a few places, and even invite his friends over.
In fact, tens of thousands of dollars is not much for people like Mr. Qiu, but they are just greedy.
The richer people are, the stingier they are, and they want to take advantage of every advantage they have.
For example, the richest family in the village obviously has millions of assets, but they still focus on the poverty money and compete with poor households for places.
Seeing someone looking at him, Mr. Qiu hung up the phone after chatting and laughing for a while.
He thought that the young man dozens of meters away did not hear his conversation.
But he didn't know that Li Feng not only heard his voice, but also heard Mr. Zhang's voice during the call with him.
"What are you looking at?" Liu Tingting asked.
Li Feng didn't say anything, he deliberately slowed down.
After Mr. Qiu hung up the phone, he quickly crossed the playground and walked towards an office building.
The damn fat man was humming and singing along the way and seemed to be in a good mood.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Li Feng slow down, Liu Tingting asked.
"There's no rush to recruit people. Let's follow him and have a look first." Li Feng looked at Mr. Qiu in front of him and said in a low voice.
"Why are you following him? Did he honk the horn just now and you want to beat him up?" Liu Tingting replied in a joking tone.
She didn't hear the content of Mr. Qiu's call just now, so she didn't understand the situation.
"The man's name is Mr. Qiu. His daughter is in the School of Finance, but he came to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and wanted to receive a few places of poverty scholarships." Li Feng said.
"No way. He is so rich and drives a BMW. He shouldn't care about his children's poverty scholarships. Moreover, his daughter is not in the same system as the School of Finance and the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Liu Tingting shook her head, feeling incredible.
She didn't know how Li Feng knew these secrets?
"Let's go over and have a look. Let's understand the specific situation first." To catch a thief, you need to catch the stolen goods, and Li Feng wanted to get both the person and the stolen goods before dealing with it.
"Even if this is true, let's not meddle in other people's business. After all, this is an internal matter within the academy and we are just outsiders."
Liu Tingting didn't want to meddle in other people's business. If she offended the principal, he would definitely not cooperate with their recruitment efforts.
The delay in recruiting people because of this matter is not worth the gain.
"This stipend for poor students belongs to the Blue Dragon Group, and I must take care of it."
Li Feng didn't want Lin Mengyao's hard work to be wasted, and he didn't want President Lin's kindness to be taken advantage of by a bunch of moths.
Although this kind of thing is very common, now that he encountered it, he had to expose it.
It should be noted that many students from poor families are eagerly waiting for this money.
But those who need it cannot get it, and those who are not short of money end up lining their own pockets.
Mr. Qiu was familiar with the road and walked towards the office building in a swagger. He was very familiar with this place and probably had done this kind of thing before.
Li Feng always kept a distance of twenty or thirty meters from the other party. Although Mr. Qiu knew that there were two people behind him, he didn't think much about it.
After all, this is a college, and there are many people coming and going.
After reaching the fifth floor, Li Feng stopped and stood at the turn of the stairs. He heard a sound from upstairs.
"This classmate, I'm sorry, you don't meet the criteria for poor students." A woman's voice came from upstairs.