When many corporate giants and family patriarchs heard Xiang Dongfang's words, they were also making decisions in their hearts, and their sense of smell was still quite keen.

It is certain that you want to have a good relationship with Tang Luo, and starting from the school will be a good choice.

Although Xiang Dongfang didn't say it clearly, everyone understood it in their hearts and was willing to support the construction of the school.

Those who have donated money before want to donate twice now, but those who come here for the first time have decided to donate funds and resources to the school.

"The ceremony ends here. Now, please visit the school to observe."

After returning to the East, Mr. Gong finally presided over.

"Old man, please, uncle... please."

Tang Luo stood up and invited several people.

"Haha, OK."

He smiled and nodded.

The group, including the guests in the back row, stood up one after another, and the teacher arranged for the children to return to the classroom.

Mr. Xiang chatted with the old dean for a few more words, and then Mr. Jing'an and Han Ruobing accompanied her back to the apartment building.

Tang Luo and Chen Han led everyone to the school, followed by a long queue.

If they participated in similar activities in the past, most of them would only participate in the first half and leave in the second half.

But today, no one left and followed.

Tang Luo led Xiang’s father and son to visit many places in the school. It has to be said that the first-class level of the school’s software and hardware surprised many people.

Xiang Lao stopped nodding, looking relieved, Xiang Dongfang also asked some details.

At the same time, the reporters followed them all the way.

After watching all the way, the last group came to the teaching building.

In the classroom, the children were already following the teacher and taking the first class of admission.

The sound of reading came, and Tang Luo led Xiang Laos and sons and Zhao Boyuan into the classroom, while the others stayed outside.

Mr. Xiang talked to the children very cordially, and Xiang Dongfang also expressed his condolences to the teachers.

It took more than ten minutes later that everyone retreated from the teaching building.

"Xiao Tang, you did a good job."

Xiang Lao held Tang Luo's hand and said with satisfaction.

"Old man, with your support, I dare not slackew, haha."

Tang Luo gave a compliment.

"Haha, you kid."

Xiang Lao smiled.

"Principal Xiaohan, the burden on you is not light. If you have any difficulties, just look for Director Zhao or directly look for me."

Xiang Dongfang said to Chen Han with a smile.

Although it was his first time meeting today, he had a very good impression of Chen Han.

"Yes, Principal Chen, there will be more children coming in next. We will send another group to cooperate with the school's work. If you have any questions, we will contact us at any time."

Zhao Boyuan said, leaving contact information with Chen Han.

"Thank you, thank you Director Zhao."

Chen Han thanked.

The few chatted for a while, and later, the guests expressed their thoughts of donating.

Of course, I also wanted to show it to the old father and son.

"Xiaohan, why don't you take them to the conference room and leave it to me."

Seeing this, Tang Luo was also very happy.

Although, he knew very well about the purpose of these people.

But after all, there is no malice. If someone wants to donate, can he not collect it?

"Okay, Brother Luo, then I'll go first."

Chen Han nodded and greeted Xiang and his son.

Then, she took several staff members to the conference room and did the donation work.

Tang Luo and Xiang Laos and his son and others walked and chatted for a while, and sent the group into the car.

Afterwards, Lin Wenyuan, Wu Lao, An Lan and others also greeted Tang Luo and got in the car and left.

Tang Luo and Lin Yiming watched them leave, and only Tang Yunlong and others were left behind.

"Xiao Luo, what you did is really amazing."

Tang Yunlong praised.

He was even more satisfied with Tang Luo, because he was his family.

Tang Zheng and Tang Lishan also had to smile and nodded, agreeing very much.

"Uncle, it's not amazing. It's all what I want to do, haha."

Tang Luo smiled.

Lin Yiming, who was beside him, looked at the modesty on Tang Luo's face, and felt a little uncomfortable.

It's rare that this guy also has times of restraint.

However, he admired Tang Luo from beginning to end.

Tang Luo lives very self-centeredly and very real.

"Xiao Sakura, Xiao Yi, what your uncle did and what he saw today, I will talk to your brothers and sisters carefully when I go back. Grandpa hopes you all can be like your uncle, do you know?"

Tang Yunlong looked at the young people and said.

"Yeah, I got it, grandpa."

Tang Yi and the others nodded respectfully.

"Uncle, when will you go home to live? We are all looking forward to you going back."

Tang Ying said.

"Haha, I'll definitely go back in a while."

Tang Luo smiled and looked at Tang Yunlong again.

"Uncle, mother said, she will go back with you."

"Well, if it weren't for your mother and son who recognized each other, your mother wouldn't have stayed in Zhonghai or Tang's family for too long..."

The smile on Tang Yunlong's face gradually faded.

"Uncle, but I still don't worry about my mother going to find clues about Gui Jianchou and Blood Prison Pavilion alone."

Tang Luo frowned slightly.

"Xiao Luo, my uncle is also worried. It's just that your mother decided. Not to mention me, even your grandfather is difficult to change..."

Thinking of this, Tang Yunlong shook his head.

"No matter what, your mother is different from before. She now knows that you are still alive and still so outstanding, and she will definitely not take any risks again..."

"Well, you're talking about it."

Tang Luo nodded.

The group said as they walked towards the apartment building. When they arrived at the old dean's room, they found that there was no one.

Tang Luo invited everyone to sit down and poured tea.

Soon, Mr. Jing'an and Han Ruobing helped the old dean back from outside.

"Old Dean, Mother, where have you been?"

Tang Luo asked with a smile.

"Haha, I want to see the children in class, too."

The old dean had a smile on his face and looked happy.

Everyone sat and chatted for a while. Mr. Jing'an looked at the time and looked at Tang Luo again.

"Mother, you and your uncle will leave after lunch."

Tang Luo noticed the actions of Mr. Jing'an and said hurriedly.

"What, Xiaojing, are you leaving? Where are you going?"

Before he could wait for the lay Buddhist Jing'an to say anything, the old dean asked.
To be continued...