Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 950 - 952: Naming a School Isn’t Easy

Looking at Gong Ruini surrounded by adults, Zhao Guangran didn’t understand how just by going to pacify Gong Jiaming a bit, such a big thing could happen.

"Brother, what’s wrong?" Zhao Guangran asked Zhao Xuran, who was quietly staring at Gong Ruini.

"Nothing much, we’re just discussing about building a school in the Northeast Village, and we would cover part of the teachers’ salaries." Zhao Xuran was actually feeling quite dizzy from listening.

How could Ni Zi and the others have this idea all of a sudden here in Rehe?

Previously, there was no hint of this at all, how did they suddenly come up with this idea now?

Was it already there for a long time or did it emerge suddenly now, but having this thought all of a sudden is thinking a bit too deep.

Zhao Xuran didn’t understand which nerve of Gong Ruini went awry to consider this matter.

Gong Ruini had no idea that such spontaneous chat with Gong Tao led to this idea, which made Zhao Xuran speculate like this; otherwise, there definitely needs to be some good communication about feelings first.

At this moment, Gong Ruini was really feeling all sorts of mixed emotions, "I really just thought of it casually."

"After all, that’s where the four of us started our studies." Gong Ruini really didn’t understand why Zhao Gang and the others firmly believed she had designs on the school.

Or they simply believed she would profit from this school; Gong Ruini had thought about making money, but at least it requires many years of investment.

Before that, they would need to keep investing money, withstanding loneliness indeed.

"Speak." Cai Ming didn’t know what they had discussed before, but judging by Gong Tao’s brief explanation, his first reaction was this is a money-making opportunity.

His second reaction was such good things should definitely include him.

What? You say it won’t make money, just foolishly throw money in? That’s our happiness; none of you can manage that.

"I also think I should join you, Ni Zi." This girl didn’t want to say anything, nor did he want to force her, just ensuring he’s included is enough.

"I was once a teacher at that school, even though the salary wasn’t high, it spared me from heavy farm work."

"If I hadn’t gone into teaching, I might have long abandoned what I learned back then, and wouldn’t have time to review my lessons." Cai Ming grew increasingly excited as he spoke.

"With such a great thing, how could I not join? You better not stop me."

Hehe, speaking of wanting to give back to society, not to say Cai Ming doesn’t have this heart, but Gong Ruini felt this uncle who’s been doing business for many years would first consider the money aspect.

Without asking for any reason, Cai Ming insisted on joining, Gong Tao and Zhao Gang exchanged glances and both quickly chimed in, "Me too." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Me too, when I got into college, having an additional school in the village at least gave me the chance to even consider college."

Isn’t it just teachers’ salaries? How much could that be? They earn so much in a year; it’s just a small expenditure.

Even if they can’t reclaim the money, at least they can maintain good relations with the Northeast villagers. When there’s something good, they’ll think of them first instead of letting some nouveau riche snatch it away.

Wow, earlier they almost wanted to drag her to persuade against such foolishness, now they’re crying and yelling to invest; Gong Ruini felt like showing them the middle finger.

Honestly never seen such shameless people. But since they’re elders, even if she’s unwilling, Gong Ruini can only agree.

"Dad, Uncle Zhao, since you want to invest, I have no objections, but you can’t blame me in the future, thinking it was my rotten idea causing you financial loss." Gong Ruini appeared to be persuading, but was aiming to scare them into saying they won’t invest.

If instead it were Zhao Guangran, he might actually be intimidated, but Gong Ruini was up against Zhao Gang and Gong Tao, seasoned foxes who wouldn’t be easily frightened away.

Instead, Gong Ruini’s persuasion made them even more determined to stay.

With their persistence, Gong Ruini naturally had no objections, "Brother Xu Ran?"

"Of course, we have no objections. Even though we’ve left, leaving something for the village is what adds meaning." Zhao Xuran readily expressed lofty reasoning.

Zhao Guangran was not very willing to contribute money, since it’s a long-term investment with unknown future aspects, but with Zhao Xuran saying so and even Ban Xia contributing, there’s no reason for him not to contribute as a beneficiary.

Zhao Guangran felt reluctant inside, but if ultimately he had to pay, he adjusted his expression, "I’ll contribute too."

"By the way, could we name it Zhao Gong Cai Wan School?" Since they’re funding the construction and covering teachers’ fees, something has to be left behind to let students know who built the school.

Zhao Guangran just had this idea, since they’re paying, they should leave a mark, not doing that would be foolish, "Otherwise our investment money would be wasted."

Zhao Gong Cai Wan = Recruitment finishes just fine, gosh, who knows how many people will nitpick this name; it’s so LOW there’s no LOWER, even Gong Ruini couldn’t shamelessly say that this name is good.

"Doesn’t sound good." Zhao Gang thought his son’s suggestion was reasonable, but the name itself sounded bizarre.

Actually, if possible, Zhao Gang felt just using the Zhao surname alone would’ve been nice, but since several families paid, all names had to be included.

Given this, it’s better to use the original name, "Alright, let’s not fuss about it, even with some contribution, let’s not flaunt it."

Zhao Gang restored the school name like this, "Even if we don’t name it this way, won’t villagers know who built the school?"

"Won’t teachers know who pays their salaries?" Zhao Gang felt more resolute as he spoke, advocating for a low profile.

"They know, but outsiders don’t know much, which isn’t good for expanding our reach." Now everyone knows how goods from the Northeast are great, many have rushed to secure sources from there.

If not for their previous good reputation in the village, Zhao Guangran wouldn’t know if he could maintain the current supply amount.

If the supply really gets cut off, it wouldn’t be a joke; their painstakingly maintained positions in Beijing and other places would collapse.

"Relax, villagers will help us advertise." Zhao Gang rubbed Zhao Guangran’s head, "Don’t think too much."

With everyone settled on this school name, suddenly changing it to this sounds like they lack thought, as if paying this small price expects surrounding villagers to feel indebted to them.

Poor relations with villagers won’t work if solely reliant on the village chief.

No one contemplated things like this, and Zhao Guangran was rather embarrassed, after spending so much time coming up with such a great name, alas, real pity.

Nonetheless, regardless of his regrets, it’s settled this way.