When I get feedback from the news, my face is really bad when I commit bribery.

In the student union conference room, she pursed her lips and had a tense face, and she didn't want to listen to the scenes Chen Feiyang said at all. Her proposal was rejected!

Dismissed!

She lowered her head blankly, and her head hit the table, and she couldn't feel any pain, but the head and deputy ministers of other departments stopped but had a headache for her.

The Sports Department laughed at this time without any effort, "Some people are determined to perform, but they have no chance, and are now slapped in the face? Haha, it's great to make a summary. It's even a poor student who has nothing to do. It's just a matter of not having to do anything to make a summary. It's simply a matter of finding trouble if you have nothing to do."

This time he deliberately took off Bao Shu and praised the poor student's proposal, so Bao Shu did not speak.

Fang Xinghe heard it, but she didn't have the time to argue with him now, and was just in a state of melancholy.

Chen Feiyang glanced at her, "Fang Xinghe, don't be sad. All our activities must be approved by the Youth League Committee teacher. Many activities are rejected at the first step, and some of them will be rejected at the last step. We are all used to it, so you don't have to care too much."

Fang Xinghe looked up from the table, "But this matter is not a trivial matter. Why didn't the teachers of the Youth League Committee just reject it directly without asking?"

Chen Feiyang said: "The reason why the Youth League Committee teacher rejected it is a waste of time..."

Before he finished speaking, someone below couldn't help laughing out loud. Chen Feiyang glanced at them, "The teacher has considered it more soundly and understands the rules and regulations of the school than we do. If you ask me, I can't give you more answers. This proposal will be temporarily put aside for me."

"But..." Fang Xinghe hadn't finished speaking.

Bao Shu directly interrupted: "Okay, this is the end of the poor student's proposal. I'll talk about any questions later. Let's summarize the work situation last month."

Fang Xinghe's head hit the table again. She knew that what she said was just an excuse.

After this, it is usually far away until everyone forgets it.

She was holding a report from the poor student's proposal in her hand, and she was not interested in everything that followed, and she was weak in speaking, and she was very disappointed at first glance.

After the meeting, she returned to the dormitory and passed by Midan's dormitory. She reached out and pushed open the half-closed door to see if Midan was in the dormitory. She saw Midan sitting in front of the table, holding a steamed bun in one hand and drinking water with the other hand.

Fang Xinghe did not disturb her, and carefully closed the door.

Midan noticed someone at the door, so she hurriedly opened the drawer and put the steamed buns in the drawer. She opened the door and looked at the door. She found that there was no one in the corridor. She scratched her head, reached out to close the door, and continued to eat the remaining steamed buns while others were eating.

Fang Xinghe sat in the dormitory, staring blankly at the report she wrote on the table with the words "Suggestions on the Medal of Poor Students". Wei Xin came in from outside the dormitory and saw her sitting in front of the table and wondered: "Why didn't you go to have a meal?"

Fang Xinghe didn't say anything. After a while, she stuffed the report into her bag, threw a word, and left without looking back, "I'm going to have a meal!"

Wei Xin looked at her appearance, "How could this person be so nervous today?"

Fang Xinghe reappeared in the student union, and the office of the Youth League Committee teacher is on the third floor. Usually they don’t come here. As for students, there is always a barrier to teachers. They usually don’t take the initiative to come to the teacher if they have nothing to do, so there are very few students on the third floor. Occasionally, they either have a high position in the student union, have a good relationship with the teacher, or there is something really wrong.

Fang Xinghe stood in front of the Youth League Committee office, just to try her luck and could hear the teacher chatting and laughing inside.

She stepped forward and reached out and knocked on the door gently. The voices in the room stopped abruptly, footsteps came, and the door of the Youth League Committee office was opened. A female teacher asked, "Student, who are you looking for?"

Fang Xinghe bowed obediently to the teacher, "Hello, teacher, my name is Fang Xinghe, I am the deputy director of the Student Union's External Liaison Department. Is Teacher Zheng here? I want to say a few words to Teacher Zheng."

The female teacher turned around with the cup in her hand: "Lao Zheng, look for you."

Teacher Zheng is a slightly fat middle-aged man. He sat at the desk and squatted out the cigarette, "Who is looking for me?"

Fang Xinghe walked into the office and there was a smell of smoke in the office. Maybe because he had no one else after get off work, Teacher Zheng smoked.

The female teacher went over to the window and pushed the smell open and sat back at her desk.

Teacher Zheng also sat upright from the original sagging position, "Are you from the External Relations Department? What's the matter with me?"

Fang Xinghe put down the report he was holding in his hand, "Teacher Zheng, my name is Fang Xinghe. I am looking for you. I want to tell you in detail about the evaluation mechanism of poor students. I wrote this report."

"Oh?" Teacher Zheng asked: "I remember that I told Chen Feiyang about this proposal, why? He didn't tell you?"

"President Chen told me, but I still hope that Teacher Zheng, you can listen to my personal thoughts." Fang Xinghe said: "I know the report looks cold and has no temperature, but there is a lot of warmth behind the report..."

"I know, I have read this report. The report is well written, but this proposal is not suitable for our school. The idea is very good, but it is too out of reality." Teacher Zheng interrupted her, "The school logistics need to invest a reform, which costs a lot of manpower, material resources, time and money. This is not something you can change by just one sentence. I understand your idea, it is too ideal."

Fang Xinghe stood in front of Teacher Zheng, and after he finished speaking, she said: "But if the subsidy for poor students cannot be distributed to the hands of real poor students, everything is empty talk. I know that most of the subsidies may be distributed to the hands of real poor students, but there will always be omissions. If the missing ones are missing, these basic living expenses are missing, that's how miserable it is. What's more, some people buy extra things when they get scholarships, while those who need to use this to eat have to find ways to make their own tuition and living expenses..."

"Student Fang Xinghe, I know you are a person with great ideas, but you just thought it was too simple. I just told you, it was not that simple." Teacher Zheng's tone was a little impatient, thinking that the student couldn't make sense, and he had said everything he should say, why were he still pestering him?

Fang Xinghe still stood up and didn't understand, "Teacher Zheng, do you think the facility plan is not simple, do you think the cost of developing a new program is very expensive, right? You are worried that the school is unwilling to allocate such a sum to be used specifically to install a software, right?"

Teacher Zheng nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, the school has this fee, why don't you send it to the poor students you mentioned, but buy some useless machines or something?"

The female teacher next to him smiled and said, "Just just now, this student said he was from the External Relations Department? Since he is from the External Relations Department, then you External Relations Department people will find such a company that can develop and get a free sponsorship. If you solve the problem of the fee, maybe Teacher Zheng will agree and send the report up, right?

Teacher Zheng smiled and looked at the female teacher. The two of them looked at each other and seemed to be perfunctory to the child: "Hear? The cost has been solved, nothing else is a problem."

Fang Xinghe pursed his lips, picked up the report, and said softly: "I understand. Then I'll leave first, see you two teachers."

She walked to the door and reached out to close the door.

The moment she closed the door, she heard Teacher Zheng say: "It's so naive for students to think about things now. The canteen system has been used for so many years, and will it be changed by her words? What a joke. The poor student has a complete process to formulate, and she, a student, needs to worry about it?"

"Hey, did you think she didn't get it herself, so she just wanted to change the system?" The female teacher said: "To put it bluntly, it's selfish. Nowadays, students are amazing. I think that if I join the student, I can do anything..."

"Haha, it's just naive. She is a little girl, so she wants to try this kind of sponsorship? Other companies are mainly profitable, and most of them are young people. Who does this for her?..."

Fang Xinghe turned around and left the office, went to the cafeteria to have dinner first, and then went to the dormitory to review.

Shen Xingchen sent her an address, and Fang Xinghe replied: I won’t go tonight, there is no one in the dormitory, I am in the dormitory.

Shen Xingchen: OK.

She sat at the desk in the dormitory, her eyes always staring at the report. After a while, she stood up again, packed up her books, and went to the library.

Shen Xingchen was surprised when he saw her, "Didn't he be able to say it?"

Fang Xinghe said: "Something is wrong."

She leaned over to Shen Xingchen and asked, "Does your dad accept extra money?"

Shen Xingchen: "???" Fang Xinghe said embarrassedly: "Didn't I make a proposal for the school? But the cost is too high, so I wonder, if your father took it by himself, would it be cheaper?"

"No." Shen Xingchen said: "How old is he? He has less overtime now, so what extra money is accepted? Another thing, this kind of thing needs to be connected with the school. Did the school agree? You made your own decision and negotiated the price with my dad, but the school did not agree. Isn't this a problem?"

Fang Xinghe was sleepy, "What's wrong? I'm asking for a price first and then making a decision."

"That's not OK. Besides, this also involves a level of difficulty, is it easy to write? If the school swipes the card system many years ago, we have to consider the compatibility of the computers now." Shen Xingchen despised her: "You have figured it out and then asked if it's OK?"

Fang Xinghe held his cheek with a melancholy expression on his face, "The student union plans to give up this plan, so I went to the Youth League Committee teacher, but the Youth League Committee teacher said I was naive. But if I gave up like this..."

That would be equivalent to completely verifying Mi Dan's words at the time. She was already desperate enough. Could she still be unable to survive?

The teacher broke her hopes at the school, and Shen Xingchen stopped her first. Fang Xinghe's head hit the table again, "I don't want to live..."

"I don't want to see what your future will look like after you work hard?" Shen Xingchen used her previous words to block her.

"Think," Fang Xinghe said, "so I'm just complaining."

After saying that, he raised his head, "I thought of an ultimate move!"

Shen Xingchen asked: "What ultimate move?"

Fang Xinghe's eyes were bling-bling, "I'm going to find Nian Botong!"

Shen Xingchen looked at her: "It's useless to find Mr. Nian, he doesn't know how to program those things."

"He doesn't know, but he is such a big company, so he must have a website, right? He has a website, so there must be a staff member who maintains the website, right? Then, let him praise him for help." Fang Xinghe said.

Shen Xingchen shook his head: "Hun! It's unlikely. What do you think he does? He is doing film and television. How could he submit any irrelevant sponsorship to the school? He can't sell products or promote business. To put it bluntly, he won't get any benefits in this matter, and the businessman will not agree."

Fang Xinghe drooped his head: "Why can't he agree? He also wants to give back to the society when doing business... Why can't he agree?"

Seeing her depressed look, Shen Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore, "Why would you better go and ask him? What if you agree? Or, you can move your grandma out then?"

Fang Xinghe glanced at him, "I don't know how many times my grandma has moved it out, and I don't know if it's OK this time."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Fang Xinghe specially chose Saturday, and even dressed up beautifully. He carefully selected the fruit shop outside the school. He bought eight big red apples in his bag and planned to go to the Elite Building.

She stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus. When the bus arrived, she lined up with her bag in her arms.

On Saturday, there were too many students going to the city, and the front door was crowded with girls, and they were all squeezed in wai     wei, and they couldn't squeeze at all.

Just as he was wondering if he was going to wait for the next bus, someone kept slamming the bell at her in the gap behind the platform. Fang Xinghe turned his head and saw Shen Xingchen riding on the bike and watching her, "Are you going to the Elite Building? I'll also go to the small kitchen to learn music theory knowledge today, let's go together?"

Fang Xinghe immediately ran over: "You came so coincidental. Look at the many people on the bus! I'm worried that I can't squeeze in. In this way, I won't have to squeeze in the bus with them!"

Shen Xingchen nodded, "I think it's a coincidence, too."

Fang Xinghe rode to the back seat of the bicycle, "Go!"

Shen Xingchen asked: "You are dressed so beautifully, isn't this sitting posture not a lady?"

"I don't act like a lady, I'm too tired to pretend," another stretched out: "Let's go!"

Shen Xingchen: "..."

...

On the 30th floor of the Elite Building, Shen Xingchen rushed to the tutoring classroom. Fang Xinghe walked back and forth in the corridor twice, and ran to the mirror and said to himself: "My grandma has used almost all the face. I will probably use my face in the future. I don't know if the beauty plan is good. No matter how hard it is, I will try it first..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nian Botong standing at the bathroom door. He looked her up and down seriously, and said "tsk", "This beauty trick is too tender."

Fang Xinghe: "..."

Halfway through his hair, he put down his hands and stood beside the pool, "Did you hear it?"

"Yeah, I heard it." Nian Botong washed his hands slowly.

"Will that work?"

"I don't like a little brat."
Chapter completed!