Chapter 108 Wang Ling's Assistance Plan

In the past two days, Zhuo Yi has been busy with one thing, which is government charity fund assistance for poor students in urban areas. The entire charity fund is jointly constructed by a number of large enterprises, among which Huaguo Water Curtain Group is one of them. Now, by coincidence, the fund assistance program is being trialled in Peiyuan District. Therefore, when Zhuo Oi saw Wang Ling's name on the aid list, he was stunned...

Wang Ling's name was approved by Principal Chen after Teacher Pan applied to the dean. After all, the entire No. 60 Middle School knew how "bad" the situation at Wang Ling's family was. In an era when housing prices were not that expensive, one could not afford to live in a school district in the city. Every day to go to school, one had to wake up early and take a two-hour hearse from the suburbs to school... Even when participating in the spirit sword exchange meeting, I could not bring out a single item. A decent spiritual sword.

To use the summary on the poverty-stricken student declaration form submitted by Teacher Pan, it is just six words: miserable, miserable...

Zhuo Oi has always had a deep affection for Wang Ling, his young master... so he is particularly concerned about this matter. When his master is in trouble, of course he, as a disciple, cannot ignore it.

This time, the government's charitable fund aid is quite large, but the amount is limited, and there are so many students who apply. From so many applications, we need to eliminate those students who belong to the middle class but consider themselves poor. Eliminating those fake quotas from wealthy families who deliberately applied to join in the fun is what Zhuo Yi has to do now.

Zhuo Yi spent two full days to reduce the number of applications for schools in Peiyuan District from three million to three thousand...

The biggest one among them who pretends to be poor is Lin Xiaocong! ——This is a well-known rich second generation, very famous throughout the country. He usually acts in a high-profile manner and is a bit domineering, but no one can do anything to him... just because his father is Lin Sicong. The phrase "My father is Sicong" has become the standard mantra of this second-generation rich man.

Zhuo Yi felt that he was an upright and honest official. He never received any gifts or money. Even if it was a courier sent to the cadre's apartment, as long as the source was unknown, Zhuo Yi would return it the way it came. But this time, Zhuo Oi really had to bite the bullet and break the precept... Master's business is his own business. The total application quota is only 3,000, so the chance of applying is extremely slim.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Zhuo Yi decided to help Wang Ling find a back door...

If I can help Master apply for a quota, the relationship between myself and Master will take another big step forward, right?

With Zhuo Yi thinking like this, a phone call was made to the secretary's office of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance.

Not long after, the phone was picked up, and the old leader's voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Xiaozhuo?"

"Well... Secretary Sun, it's me."

On the other end of the phone, Secretary Sun frowned: "You have just taken up the post of General Director of the Hundred Schools Administration. Didn't I ask the Human Resources Department to give you a holiday? Why are you still working?"

"The district is carrying out a charity fund pilot project these past two days. Isn't it time to distract myself? When I'm done with this period of work, I'll go and rest." Zhuo Yi answered truthfully.

"Well, children's matters always come first. Xiaozhuo, I really saw you right!"

The old secretary nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, why did you call me this time?"

There is a saying that no matter what happens, you should not go to the Three Treasures Palace. Secretary Sun has been in the officialdom for so many years and he knows it by heart. Usually, the old secretary will directly refuse to answer such calls. But since the target was Zhuo Yi, Secretary Sun was naturally a different matter. This is an outstanding cadre who ranks first in the polls. If he calls for help, he will most likely be in trouble.

"Secretary Sun, it's about the charity fund. I want to help a student in particular..." Zhuo Yi said.

"Which student is it?" Secretary Sun frowned. Why does this matter sound like an official decision?

"In the previous spirit sword exchange meeting between No. 59 Middle School and No. 60 Middle School, the student who used the wooden sword...does Secretary Sun remember it?"

The old secretary was startled and patted his head: "Well! So it's him! I remember hearing you say that this student's family is not well off and he can't even afford a house in the city's school district."

"Yes! That's right, it's him! It's great that Secretary Sun still has an impression!"

"Of course I have an impression. I remember that this student was quite special and left me with a different feeling... Think about it, at the spirit sword exchange meeting at that time. How many pairs of eyes looked at him. A wooden sword appears, and it doesn't seem to matter at all."

"Then the old secretary thinks what's so special about this student Wang?"

Secretary Sun pondered for a moment and said, "That's it, it gives me a feeling... of being poor and having a strong backbone!"

Zhuo Yi: "..."

"I know everything about the situation. Now that you are the head of the Hundred Schools General Administration, you have the final say on matters in Songhai City. There is no need to report it to me. I will leave this matter to you. No matter how poor you are, you can't Poor education, we must vigorously cultivate a student with such a strong character, he will become a pillar of the country in the future!”

"Well, okay...Thank you, Secretary Sun, for understanding."

After reporting his work, Zhuo Yi hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it's time for him to show off his energy!

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In the principal's office of No. 60 Middle School, Principal Chen and Director Shi stared at the same report form, scanning it up and down.

This report form was just circulated by the Office of the Hundred Schools General Administration. It contains a complete list of students who have applied for aid from all schools in the city.

"All the ten applicants from our No. 60 Middle School were approved!" Director Shi showed a surprised expression.

"It seems that Zhuo Yi still has deep feelings for our No. 60 Middle School." Principal Chen pointed to a name: "Look, among these ten people, there is actually a key aid quota with an asterisk."

Key aid?

Director Shi hadn't noticed it before, but now that he heard what Principal Chen said, when he looked back, he found that there was indeed a small asterisk next to a student's name: "...Wang Ling?"

Director Shi read out the name, and the two nodded at the same time. Because they all had an impression of this student.

He had participated in the Spirit Sword Exchange before, and although his overall performance was average, the peach wood spirit sword in his hand triggered a group discussion.

After the Spirit Sword Exchange, this student's class teacher, Teacher Pan, has been looking for opportunities to apply for assistance.

Principal Chen smiled slightly: "It seems that Teacher Pan can finally get what he wants. This is a big help to Wang Ling!"

"There are quite a few materials that have been applied for in the key aid quota. I don't know what Wang Ling needs for the materials. As long as it is reasonable, it is within the scope of aid acceptance." Director Shi said.

"As for the needs... Teacher Pan has already asked Wang Ling. In addition to the basic special aid package, Wang Ling also wants something else..."

After Teacher Pan received the news that the aid application was approved, he asked Wang Ling about the special needs list and sent it to the principal's office.

Principal Chen and Director Shi saw that in addition to the basic materials, such as the three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation exercise packages, the aid packages on the list... The two finally stared at the fifty boxes of instant noodles at the bottom of the list and fell into deep thought...