"What are you doing? Pang Xiaonan!" Zhang Ping gave Pang Xiaonan a blank look, thinking that the boss behind you is still idle and has nothing to do to play with his classmates here.

Pang Xiaonan shrugged at Brosnande and said helplessly: "It's a pity that Zhang Ping doesn't want me." After that, he hurriedly walked outside the house, but behind him, what Brosnande said to Zhang Ping was heard: "Squad leader, Pang Xiaonan is good. He is a man who won the mixed martial arts competition championship. This work should be a piece of cake for him."

"What do you know, Brosnande," Zhang Ping gave Brosnande a blank look, "You do your work!" As he said that, Zhang Ping chased Pang Xiaonan out of the room.

But Brosnande muttered from behind: "Hey, Pang Xiaonan must have offended Zhang Ping. Is Zhang Ping jealous of Pang Xiaonan winning the championship? Pang Xiaonan shouldn't have shown off in front of Zhang Ping. It's a pity for such a good job."

Pang Xiaonan knew that Zhang Ping would chase her out, so he stood under the jujube tree and waited for Zhang Ping to come.

"Why don't you tell them that you are the boss here?" Zhang Ping asked Pang Xiaonan angrily, thinking that this guy must have wanted to hide his identity and tease those classmates.

"How come I look like a boss?" Pang Xiaonan spread his hands and looked at Zhang Ping with his bright and innocent eyes. "But you, they all call you the boss lady, that's it, it's great. It doesn't matter who the boss is, as long as they can get the salary they deserve."

"Boss, boss lady?" Zhang Ping's face changed slightly. She raised the account book in her hand and hit Pang Xiaonan's shoulder. Pang Xiaonan did not hide. The book hit her shoulder only made a slight "puff". Zhang Ping did not use force, "You little brat take advantage of me again!" Zhang Ping said angrily.

"I surrender, I surrender," Pang Xiaonan raised his hands to surrender, and then said to Zhang Ping in a negotiated tone, "Squad Leader, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Zhang Ping's hand was gone. It turned out that she had placed it on a simple desk in the warehouse. Now the account book in her hand was for Pang Xiaonan. However, she had just called Pang Xiaonan, but she forgot the purpose of getting the account book.

"That's how we can make millions in this business. There is nothing to hide," Pang Xiaonan pointed to the account book in Zhang Ping's hand. "You manage the accounts. You can figure out the costs of those machine materials, so you know the accounts. I think, when the business ends, we will allocate part of the profits and establish a scholarship fund."

A light flashed in Zhang Ping's eyes instantly, "Love Scholarship Fund? Pang Xiaonan Charity Scholarship Fund? Specially to support students in families with difficulties? Pang Xiaonan, I didn't expect that I misread you. You are such a caring person!"

"No, no, no," Pang Xiaonan waved his hand repeatedly, "You can't use my name. Look at where I look like a rich man. I myself look like a person to be funded. If the fund is named after me, then others will say that the more these funded students will be poorer."

"Whose name is used?" Zhang Ping frowned, "You can't use my name, right? I won't be greedy for me. Besides, if I want to establish a fund, I have a way to attract sponsorship." Zhang Ping was right, their Zhang family can build a fund for Dongli Military Academy by themselves.

"Why do you have to use whose name?" Pang Xiaonan pursed his lips, scratched his head and thought for a while, snapped his fingers, and said, "Just call it Chunzhao Fund. I think the meaning is good, which means that our fund is getting bigger and bigger, or that the students we sponsor can grow up and grow quickly."

"Well," Zhang Ping tilted her neck and looked at Pang Xiaonan's eyes, "I didn't expect you to have some culture and can come up with such a meaningful name. Well, you are the boss, just call it Chunzan Fund."

"What do you mean by being a boss? It's called Chunzan Fund? Don't you think Chunzan Fund has a deep meaning?" Pang Xiaonan was very proud of the name he came up with. His naming skills became more and more profound. This is a good thing.

"Okay, it's meaningful, how are your spring bamboo shoot fund going to operate?" Zhang Ping was not only the class monitor, but also joined the student union to understand the funding situation of Dongli Military Academy. "I tell you that there are a lot of various scholarship funds in Dongli Military Academy. If your fund still uses the routine of funding students in need, I am afraid that the spring bamboo shoots will not grow, or the school will simply not accept it."

"What? I give the school money, but the school doesn't accept it?" Pang Xiaonan heard for the first time that he didn't want to give money. "No matter how big the Dongli Military Academy is, you still have to consider the economic benefits. Besides, I'm going to pay for students in need, and it has little to do with the school."

"What do you know? There are more wealthy people in Dongli Military Academy, such as wealthy businessmen and nobles who have graduated from previous classes," Zhang Ping calculated with his fingers, "If anyone wants money from the school, how can they manage it then? If something goes wrong and a scandal breaks out in the middle of finding a fund, will it be a smash of the school's own brand?"

Pang Xiaonan nodded, "Well, what you said makes sense, then maybe I, the spring bamboo shoot fund, will give up. It will save millions or millions."

"Don't think that millions are a lot," Zhang Ping woke Pang Xiaonan up with a word. "Millions of funds are not worthy of being called funds. The funds of Dongli Military Academy start at tens of millions of dollars, and the research funds are basically over 100 million."

"Isn't it?" Pang Xiaonan thought to himself that Fang Zheng said that his 1 million yuan was just a drizzle. It turned out that R&D was so expensive.

"But if you really want to set up a fund to help students in need, I will find a way for you." Zhang Ping gritted her teeth, as if she had made a great decision.

"Second leader, I will tell you the truth. I will pay for the fund, but I don't have the ability to do it. So you must think of a solution." Pang Xiaonan is telling the truth. Judging from Zhang Ping's management ability seen these days, it should be no big problem to give her a fund of several million. Isn't it just to bring warmth to students in need?

Zhang Ping was also very moved when she heard Pang Xiaonan’s plan. After all, this was Pang Xiaonan’s intention, and she was so relieved to herself. She must do her best. "First of all, I have to thank you for your trust. Since you believe me, I will do my best. My suggestion is that our fund cannot comfort students in need by issuing money..."

"Wait a minute, squad leader," Pang Xiaonan raised his hand to interrupt Zhang Ping's explanation, "How do ordinary funds operate? Can you popularize knowledge for me first?"

"Well," Zhang Ping nodded, "I also know a little bit about it. After all, I have never operated a fund. Funds usually have these situations..."

"First of all, the fund initiator contributes, which can be sole proprietorship or joint venture. For example, if you initiate a spring bamboo shoot fund, you first inject 3 million yuan. If you have friends who are interested in charity and they also recognize you personally, then you can convince him to inject 3 million yuan, and then the fund will have 6 million yuan. The more friends you have in this type of friend, the larger the amount of the fund."

"No, I can't ask others to invest. This partnership business is not easy to do." Pang Xiaonan thought that charity was not for profit, and at that time, if there was a partner, he would not be able to do whatever he wanted.

"This is up to you." Zhang Ping pointed to herself, "After the fund was established, there must be a fund manager. For example, if you say you hand over the fund to me for management, I am the fund manager. The manager of a charity fund is not much the same as the manager of a commercial fund. The manager of a commercial fund is responsible for making money, and the manager of a charity fund is mainly responsible for spending money."

"That's a completely different matter. Spending money is much easier than making money, but there are many ways to spend charitable funds." Pang Xiaonan knew that making money was not easy, but there were ways to spend money.

"Yes," Zhang Ping nodded, "The business scope of the charity foundation is as follows: First, raise charity funds. Raise and manage special funds that meet the purpose of this association and various charitable funds, receive donations from other people and organizations, and carry out other legal social fundraising activities. Second, help the poor and help the poor. Organize various social activities, help vulnerable groups, and participate in poverty alleviation and relief work. For example, we donate some finances to students in family difficulties. Third, disaster relief and relief. Assist the government in carrying out disaster relief and relief work, undertake disaster relief and relief projects, receive and allocate funds and materials donated from home and abroad through the association. Fourth, charity relief. Carry out various charitable relief activities such as elderly care, help orphans, help the disabled, and help students. Fifth, public welfare is aid. Participate in and promote other social charity and charity undertakings such as culture, education, and health, organize volunteer teams, and carry out various forms of charity and charity activities. Sixth, strengthen contact and cooperation with domestic and foreign public welfare institutions."

Pang Xiaonan's avatar turned like a rattle, "It's too complicated, let's just do one, help the poor and spend money specifically."

Zhang Ping thrust Wei'an's chest forward and said, "How can that be done? The fund is just a little money, what should I do if I spend it?"

"I'll add it after spending it." Pang Xiaonan said confidently. He felt that his speed of making money should be as fast as Zhang Ping spent money. Isn't it just to fund a few poor students every year, how much money can it cost?

Zhang Ping stretched out her claws again, picked up the account book and rushed towards Pang Xiaonan, "You nouveau riche! This is not how the fund is playing. The purpose of the fund is to provide seed funds, and while doing charity, it also carries out some commercial operations, so that the fund's assets will continue to increase, and then the increased funds will be used to do charity. Then, this charity can be done for a long time."

"Oh, so that's it," Pang Xiaonan suddenly realized. Fortunately, Zhang Ping explained it in time, otherwise he would have thought that the charity fund was a bottomless pit. "So, according to you, you must not only know how to spend money but also know how to make money by running a charity fund. That means you have to use this fund to do business, and then pay the money to poor students after you make money."

"It's not exactly the case," Zhang Ping explained. "Charity funds are generally used to invest in relatively stable businesses, such as bank interest, and some stable projects. In short, charity funds are all doing business that makes steady profits and do not lose money, so that they will not lose money and have no money to do charity."

"I understand," Pang Xiaonan nodded, "In short, I have to ensure the safety of the fund's principal, right?"

"Yes," Zhang Pingyang Yang's account book, "but charitable funds can also participate in such a business that is profitable and profitable."

"The risk is too great!" Pang Xiaonan disagreed. Although the business during this epidemic is a good business, it all depends on him predicting the development of the epidemic in advance. Even so, there are still great risks. If it is a charitable fund, he would not take this risk.

For example, if any link in the middle does not keep up, there is a possibility of losing money.

"You should find some stable profitable projects. This kind of business project is a little more complicated. The main energy of charity funds should be charity, not the fund." Pang Xiaonan pointed out the key point incisively. He likes to distinguish between black and white when doing things. Making money means making money, and spending money means spending money, and not putting the cart before the horse.

"Okay, but we still have to discuss the form of this fund." Zhang Ping expressed her concerns, "Schools may not be interested in the scholarship fund of millions like us. Besides, to put it bluntly, this fund is that you contribute money and I contribute. We are both students who do not have experience in fund operation, and the school may not trust us."

"Oh, after talking for so long, I feel a little dry." Pang Xiaonan glanced at Zhang Ping, and then looked at the sky.

"Wait, I'll get the water." Zhang Ping turned around and walked towards the warehouse. After a while, she came out with two cups of soy milk. This was brought by Pang Xiaonan in the morning. She brought one more cup because she was afraid that someone would drink it.

"Come on, I'll give it to you." Zhang Ping handed over one of the soy milk, and Pang Xiaonan took it suspiciously and asked, "Which cup has you ever drunk?"

"What do you care so carefully about doing!" Zhang Ping gave Pang Xiaonan a blank look, "Don't worry! I'm not sick! Or you don't drink it!"

Pang Xiaonan quickly picked up the straw and whispered, muttering: "I'm also talking about hygiene."

"Hmph, you're more careful!" Zhang Ping took a sip of soy milk hard, "I don't even think you're sick!"

"I just thought about it," Pang Xiaonan continued to drink soy milk. "The fund you mentioned is actually because it is the fund that we operate, and there are many articles to do in it."

"What article?" Zhang Ping also drank soy milk, and the two leaned against the jujube tree. One tree, two people, two soy milk, which was very artistic.

"School students run funds and student aid funds, which is also a big gimmick for the school, right?" Pang Xiaonan raised his soy milk cup and clashed with Zhang Ping. "If the media would definitely report this way, Dongli Military Academy college students set up a student fund to help students in need to improve their lives."

"Is this effective?" Zhang Ping disagreed. "Our school is a military academy, with all food and accommodation. Students do not worry about food and clothing. This kind of publicity of playing emotional cards is not very useful."

"You don't have to worry about food and clothing, but your life is still not as good as some rich children, right?" Pang Xiaonan believes that the emotional card should be played. "If through the help of the fund and his own efforts, students from poor families can reach the same living standard as ordinary students, the role of this scholarship fund is still concerned."

"You want to play the card of equality of all beings," Zhang Ping nodded in agreement. "This is a good starting point. After all, the constitution of our country advocates that people are born free and equal, but due to family background, many places are actually unequal."

"You are also a talented person if you can be related to the Constitution!" Pang Xiaonan gave Zhang Ping a thumbs up, "That's right, just promote the Spring Bamboo Fund according to your ideas. I believe the school will be interested."

"This is the school's level," Zhang Ping's posture of sucking soy milk is now very gentle, sniffing her straws and sniffing, "But we still have to consider how to help poor students in a form. The routine of giving money directly is too low-level. Moreover, the school itself has an official scholarship fund, and many alumni donate money to it. If it is this form, it's better to donate money to the school directly, and there is no need to set up an extra fund."

"So, I just thought about it and can't give money directly," Pang Xiaonan straightened his body from the jujube tree and pointed another hand at the busy classmate in the warehouse without a soy milk cup. "I think helping in this form is the best way."

"What method? Are you working part-time to help with your studies?" Zhang Ping looked at the students who were working, and then looked at Pang Xiaonan.

"This should not be considered as part-time work-study assistance. You know the price of our school's part-time work-study assistance, so how can we get such a high salary?" Pang Xiaonan asked Huang Minghu how much money can we get when working and studying. Huang Minghu said that one month's salary is enough to eat bread for half a month.

"No matter how high the salary is, it is just a job, it is similar to the nature of work-study assistance." Zhang Ping hit the nail on the head. Although the salary is a little higher, there are many jobs to choose from, and there are better jobs in society.

"I think at least this form can be promoted," Pang Xiaonan actually has a deep understanding of receiving assistance. When he was young, he was often helped by his fellow villagers, but he always felt uncomfortable. This means that he is a vulnerable group. As the saying goes, people are poor and will not be able to receive food given by pity. Moreover, this kind of kindness needs to be paid back. How to make the rescued people have no burden? In fact, it is a very deep science. "At least we can make the rescued people feel more comfortable. They earn rewards through labor, not by being graceless for no reason. As the saying goes, they do not receive any rewards without merit. Now most people don't like to take advantage of others, especially the top students who have been admitted to our school. They must not want to be regarded as parasites in society in their hearts."

Zhang Ping looked at Pang Xiaonan's slightly tender face and couldn't help but be stunned. After a long time, he nodded, "I admit that what you said makes sense. You must make the rescued person feel treated equally in your heart." Zhang Ping grew up in a wealthy family and couldn't understand Pang Xiaonan's feeling of being helped by others, but he agreed with the truth that Pang Xiaonan said. She felt that Pang Xiaonan should have endured a lot of non-equal treatment at this age, so she had such a profound understanding.

"Since the form of working is not so perfect, I think we can go deeper," Pang Xiaonan finished drinking a cup of soy milk, whispering the last bit of juice, making a squeaking sound, "We start a business, or run a business, and then absorb these poor students in the form of entrepreneurship. Of course, they don't need to invest money, just put their efforts into it. They will use their own strengths and do their own business together. In the end, when the business makes money, we will pay dividends based on the amount of efforts of each person. What do you think?"

Pang Xiaonan looked at Zhang Ping sincerely. This was the plan he had just thought about and seemed to be quite satisfied.

Zhang Ping lowered her head and thought for a moment, finally raised her head, her eyes full of praise, "I think it's feasible. This is much better than simply paying a salary. But what company should I open and what business will everyone be interested in joining?"

"You have to think about this. Master, you are a fund manager, I am just an investor." Pang Xiaonan spread his hands and said that he planned to be a hand-off manager.

"Okay, in short, we have decided to go, and the rest is implemented as planned." Zhang Ping looked at another jujube tree, her eyes full of determination.
Chapter completed!