Monday, June 27th.

Handong University, counselor Zhang Wei’s office.

"Want to donate again? And, another five million?" Zhang Wei's mouth opened slightly and he couldn't close it for a long time.

This morning, Pei Qian came to his office again and said that he would renew all the previous subsidies for poor students and donate an additional five million.

The last five million was a quota of 2,000 people, and a monthly subsidy of 500 yuan for five months was directly credited to the campus card to ensure basic living.

From December to now, as soon as the time comes, another five million has been added.

In addition to this, Pei Qian will add another five million, which will be distributed in the form of scholarships.

Based on the current quota of poor students, 500 outstanding students will be screened and each will receive a scholarship of 10,000 yuan.

Pei Qian's goal remains as always, which is targeted poverty alleviation without any waste.

There are many poor people in the world. Although they all do charity and give money, the effects they play on different people are completely different.

Some people do not realize that simply giving money cannot change their fate of poverty.

For poor students, especially those with excellent academic performance, receiving this money can change their lives and make outstanding contributions to this society.

Pei Qian currently only has 10 million charity funds on hand, which seems like a lot, but in fact, compared with the poor people in the world who need relief, it is still only a drop in the bucket.

His first goal is to ensure that the money reaches the people who need it most.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang, if there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first."

Pei Qian came here mainly to settle the charity money. Now that the matter is settled, it is time to go back and continue to worry about how to lose money.

Zhang Wan and He Desheng shared a phone booth and came to promote the Hostel with Xueba, but they made clear arrangements for Pei Qian.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Zhang Wei quickly stopped Pei Qian: "Wait a minute, there is something else."

Pei Qian: "Huh?"

Zhang Wei smiled and said: "Donating money to improve the lives of poor students, of course I support it with both hands, but...have you been busy and forgotten the lecture you promised before?"

Pei Qian: "..."

Indeed I forgot.

When he donated money for the first time, Zhang Wei said that he hoped to give Pei Qian a lecture and talk about his experience in employment or entrepreneurship to senior students.

After all, in Zhang Wei's view, Pei Qian is a true business wizard. If he says he has no experience to share, he will never believe it.

But Pei Qian is also very helpless. I really have no experience to share!

Moreover, Pei Qian didn't want to show his face in front of these seniors. He didn't want to become a celebrity in the school and have classmates come to apply for jobs wherever he went.

But after all, Zhang Wei had mentioned it twice, and he had already shied away once, so it seemed inappropriate to refuse again.

Pei Qian thought for a while: "Then... how about this."

"I will find someone to speak for me, and then I will write out the speech. This rounding is equivalent to me going up to speak, okay?"

"As for the content of the lecture..."

"There's really nothing to talk about about my experience in employment and entrepreneurship. As you know, Mr. Zhang, entrepreneurship is very random. My experience is basically not replicable and may be misleading."

"For employment... Tengda now has a unified examination, so answering more questions is better than anything else."

"How about giving these poor students a little talk. The theme is, I hope they will make good use of this money."

Zhang Wei thought about it and realized that this was also the case.

Entrepreneurship experience cannot be replicated, and talking too much about it may be misleading. Not to mention employment experience, that is the responsibility of the human resources department, and Pei Qian will not interfere.

Fifteen million has been donated to poor students. Although it is not a lot of money to spread to each person, it is not a small amount of money.

It is reasonable to give them a lecture so that they can make better use of the money, and it is more appropriate than talking about entrepreneurial experience.

Zhang Wei nodded: "Okay, then I will make arrangements and send the time and location directly to your mobile phone."

…

After coming out of Zhang Wei's office, Pei Qian first called Tang Yishu.

"Xiao Tang, help me give a lecture to all the poor students Tengda has sponsored."

"What? Shy? No, this is a mission, you must go."

"Manuscript? Oh, don't worry, I will definitely send it to you before the speech."

"Okay, then it's settled."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Qian called Assistant Xin again.

"Help me write a speech for poor students."

"There are no requirements on the content. Anyway, you can just write whatever you want and tell them about how to make good use of this wealth."

"When will it be completed?"

"Tomorrow morning? Okay, then just send it directly to Xiao Tang after you finish writing it."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Qian felt relaxed.

Done, done easily!

In fact, Pei Qian didn't think too much about it. After all, he didn't do charity for show or to gain fame. He simply provided help to some poor classmates and also spent the system's charity quota.

The only thing I am worried about is that some poor students will get the money and spend it in the wrong place.

Therefore, arrange a speech to provide some positive guidance to these poor students as much as possible.

Of course, the specific effect depends on how well Assistant Xin writes the manuscript.

…

…

The next afternoon.

Handong University Science Hall.

This is the largest auditorium of Handong University, able to accommodate more than 2,000 people. It is mainly used for holding large-scale lectures, holding welcome parties, performing stage plays, etc.

At this time, all the poor students were present, and the entire auditorium was almost full except for a few seats in the last row.

According to common sense, there should be a banner above the stage at this time to at least point out the theme of the lecture.

However, Pei Qian's manuscript has not been released yet, and he doesn't know what kind of banner is suitable to hang.

But this is not the point after all, as long as everyone knows what they are here for.

Before the lecture started, the poor students in the audience were all talking about it.

"Today's lecture is going to talk about the concept of wealth?"

"There should be no problem with our view of wealth, right?"

"It's hard to say. I've seen poor students eating steamed buns every day and buying pineapple mobile phones."

"That's right, we should talk about it carefully. If someone uses this money to buy shoes, bags, or mobile phones, is that still a person?"

Zhang Wei was also sitting in the audience, thinking that this was too crude.

He originally wanted to add a few more links. After all, he had donated 10 million, so a donation ceremony was not an exaggeration.

However, Pei Qian sternly refused and repeatedly emphasized that he would only give a simple speech without any extra steps, otherwise the speech would be cancelled.

Zhang Wei had no choice but to let nature take its course.

"I don't know who Pei Qian will ask to speak."

"Vice president of the company? At least he must be the director of the human resources department, right?"

"Hey, that's strange, where is Xiao Tang?"

Zhang Wei remembered that Tang Yishu seemed to be a poor student, so why didn't he see her?

However, while he was wondering, he saw Tang Yishu emerging from the backstage with a speech and walked to the podium in the center of the stage.

Zhang Wei: "..."

…

Tang Yishu stood in the center of the stage, looking at the dark crowd under the stage, and became even more nervous.

When she came here to rehearse in the morning, two microphones had an unknown malfunction. Just as the staff was about to take them out for repairs, they were inexplicably normal again, which was confusing.

Now Tang Yishu has no other requirements, she just hopes that there will be no more problems with the microphone.

"Everyone, fellow poor students..."

"Good afternoon everyone."

Tang Yishu carefully spoke her opening remarks. Fortunately, everything on the microphone was normal.

It seems that several accidents in the morning have consumed the bad luck.
To be continued...