After opening the door, he saw not only Chen Jin inside, but also a younger girl.
The girl had a beautiful face and fair skin, as warm and delicate as mutton-fat jade.
Her large eyes were clear and bright, with a slight upturn at the corners, revealing a hint of playfulness and liveliness.
Her lips were naturally red, and the corners of her slightly upturned mouth carried a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
Her hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders, gently brushing against her fair skin, making her appear even more charming and alluring.
The moment Jiang Cheng entered, he saw her originally somewhat unconvinced expression soften instantly.
After straightening her lazily slumped upper body, she began to subtly size up Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's gaze subtly swept across her face.
Immediately after, he activated the Character Scanning System.
[Name: Chen Mengyan]
[Age: 23 years old]
[Height: 168 cm]
[Appearance: 88]
[Figure: 94]
[Privacy: 1]
[favorability value: 60]
After reading it, Jiang Cheng's curiosity dissipated.
Just now, after he knocked, there were several seconds of silence inside before Chen Jin's voice was heard.
Upon opening the door and seeing a pretty girl inside, he naturally couldn't help but think a little more.
Chen Jin's originally gloomy expression immediately became amiable the moment he saw Jiang Cheng.
He smiled and said to Jiang Cheng, "Student Jiang, welcome, welcome."
"Good afternoon, Principal Chen, sorry to disturb you," Jiang Cheng replied politely.
With a kind smile, Chen Jin walked with light steps towards the reception sofa nearby, enthusiastically saying, "No trouble at all, don't be so polite, come in quickly, don't call me Principal Chen so formally."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng responded with a grin, "Alright, then how about I call you Uncle Chen?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng take advantage of the situation, Chen Jin's body stiffened for a moment.
He was, after all, a person of vice-ministerial rank; although he had no actual power, his status was still not to be underestimated.
Normally, there were countless people who wanted to get to know him.
Jiang Cheng had donated ten million to the school, and while this was indeed a considerable sum, it was not enough for Chen Jin to truly lower himself to accommodate him.
In their country, there was still a clear distinction between officials and businessmen.
The respect he had shown Jiang Cheng before was already more than enough.
Although he thought this, Chen Jin did not correct Jiang Cheng's form of address.
Looking at the suddenly visiting Jiang Cheng, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He sat on the sofa, then picked up the nearby hot water to brew some tea, straightened his face, and then said, "This... Student Jiang, do you have something important today?"
Jiang Cheng didn't exchange many pleasantries; he walked straight to the sofa and sat down.
He spoke frankly, "Uncle Chen, it's like this, I want to discuss the matter of donating air conditioners with you again."
Hearing Jiang Cheng mention the donation, Chen Jin's brows furrowed slightly. He asked, puzzled, "Is there something wrong with the donated air conditioners?"
He really didn't understand why Jiang Cheng suddenly wanted to discuss this matter.
Seeing that Chen Jin had misunderstood his meaning, Jiang Cheng quickly spoke, explaining everything about meeting Ye Wan just now.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng's tone was even intentionally heavy, as if he was still pained by Ye Wan's experience.
After explaining, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and continued, "In short, I've thought about it for a long time and decided that we should revoke the decision to install air conditioners.
After listening, Chen Jin looked at Jiang Cheng with some surprise; he hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to change his decision because of a student's words.
"Just because of that reason?"
Jiang Cheng nodded: "The decision to revoke the air conditioners might be supported by some and not by others. Considering this issue, I want to give all students some subsidies, replacing the air conditioners with phone subsidies, five hundred yuan per person for electricity and water fees."
After he said this, Chen Jin's expression was shocked again: "Five hundred yuan? Our school is a large university, with over forty thousand students. Five hundred per person, that's no small sum; it's even more than the cost of installing air conditioners."
Jiang Cheng had already calculated this before coming here.
Based on fifty thousand people, he would have to pay over twenty million.
"Yes, this matter might just be a sentence for us, but for ordinary students, it's a huge ordeal. I don't want to bring them trouble because of our goodwill. Although I can provide air conditioners for this year's students, and even help them with electricity bills for free, what about the new students who come next year? There will always be students from less privileged families; this is an insoluble problem."
Hearing this, Chen Jin's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
His gaze towards Jiang Cheng was also filled with admiration and respect.
"You're right. Education might be fair to students who enter the same school, but material treatment is not fair to everyone. I support your approach."
However, his expression soon became a bit troubled again.
His tone carried a hint of helplessness: "But the air conditioners have already been delivered to the school and haven't started installation yet. Returns would be quite troublesome, and the payment has already been made."
"Uncle Chen, don't worry, I will bear these losses. I will have my bank assistant transfer the cost of the air conditioners to the school later."
After speaking, Jiang Cheng paused and then said:
"It's just that so many air conditioners would indeed be a bit wasteful? But what you said is also a problem, which is why many schools don't actively install air conditioners, after all, the financial situations of each student's family are different."
Jiang Cheng nodded: "That's fine. I just happen to have a plan to establish a Hope Primary School. I originally thought these air conditioners could be transported there for use, but considering the long distance and local power supply issues, I'll temporarily have them stored in one place and see if there's a need for them later."
With his future development, assuming he opens factories or other companies, these air conditioners could also be used, so Jiang Cheng was not worried about this at all.
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, not only Chen Jin but also Chen Mengyan's expression became somewhat surprised.
They both stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.
After a few seconds, Chen Jin gently placed the brewed tea in front of Jiang Cheng, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity: "You're still building Hope Primary Schools? Where exactly are they located?"
"This... I'm not entirely sure of the exact locations. Those are all remote places provided by netizens, in villages without schools."
Jiang Cheng finished speaking and picked up the teacup on the table for a sip.
After taking a drink, his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
He was clearly not satisfied with the taste of the tea.
Although he didn't usually savor tea, he could tell this tea was slightly bitter.
Just as Wang Congcong said last time, it tasted terrible.
This was probably the fifty-yuan-per-jin tea from Taobao or Pinduoduo.
By common sense, a person of Chen Jin's status and position should be surrounded by people wanting to curry favor with him.
Those who came and went to give him gifts were as numerous as migrating fish.
Logically, he absolutely shouldn't be drinking such cheap tea.
Thinking this, there was only one possibility: either he deliberately kept such cheap tea in his office to show his incorruptibility.
Or he was truly honest and incorruptible, with no excessive demands for material things.
However, for someone like him who could climb to such a high position through struggles.
It would be impossible without some background and connections.
From his few interactions with Chen Jin, this person was definitely an old fox.
Jiang Cheng believed more that he drank this tea for the first reason.