
Mr. Johnston didn't know what to say when he picked up the microphone. He dared not say anything about the scholarship fund that David mentioned. If David couldn't follow through then it would be very troublesome.
David could have left, but he was the principal at Shu City High School and he would have been the one to bear the ugliness if he reneged on his promise.
At this moment, Giselle, who was under the stage, also had a dull expression on her face. At this moment, he also felt extremely anxious. As David's homeroom teacher for three years, he knew all aspects of the David family very well.
David had just promised this in front of over 1000 students who were about to become seniors. With his understanding of David, such a feat was impossible. Even though they had not met for three years, what could a poor student accomplish in three years?
He would only work during the holidays, so how much money could he make?
David would need a lot of money to carry out what he just said. He might even need millions for a year. However, David has announced this in front of over 1000 students and teachers. He doesn't know how to solve this problem. He could only hope that the principal would be able to smooth things out.
“That's it for today. Teachers of each class, please remove students in an orderly manner.” said Mr. Johnston.
He hoped that the meeting would soon be dissolved so that he could immediately cover up the matter. However, even if he wanted to leave this meeting, the students below were unwilling.
Some students started asking. It concerns their personal interests. What David said was not so clear that of course they wanted to know more about him.
“Master, is what David said just now true? What is the school's assessment of poor students? How to get a scholarship?” Ask one of the students sitting below the stage.
As soon as he finished asking this, the other students also asked out loud.
“Master, when will this scholarship fund start supporting everyone? We will be seniors and we only have one year to stay in Shu City High School. Do we still have the opportunity to get this scholarship?”
“Yes, when will it start?”
“Can we get this money soon?”
The students below the stage started asking. The entire meeting hall immediately became noisy.
“Um. Once we make a complete plan, we will let everyone know. For the exact time, I can't be sure for now.” said Mr. Johnston.
He has no choice. He could only delay this matter that had not even been set. He wondered if David was dropped on the head when he was born. How could he say such a thing casually?
So many students heard it. When school starts the next semester, the whole school will know. What's he gonna do?
“Master, do you consider us stupid? If you can't confirm it in one year, then we won't be able to get any money next year!"
“Yes! David, go on to say a few words. Is this scholarship fund reliable?”
At this moment, David picked up Mr. Johnston's microphone and said, "Don't worry, everyone. This fund is reliable. As for the proposal, it will come out tomorrow. It will be implemented next semester so I hope everyone will study hard.”
“Thank you, David!”
“David, you are so amazing!”
“David, you are so handsome!”
“David, I love you!”
Loud cheers erupted from the meeting hall. After all, many of the students here were poor. To be able to go to school without paying any money and get a scholarship to subsidize one's family if they have good enough grades is a wonderful thing.
“Oke, everyone, please disperse. Teachers, please keep order, and students, please line up to leave. Don't push!”
After half an hour. David, Celia, Giselle, and Mr. Johnston are sitting in the conference room of Shu City High School. Since they had extra classes during the holidays, the school leaders at Shu City High School worked on a rotating basis, and today was Mr. Johnston's turn.
Mr. Johnston looks depressed now. He should have just let them go around and visit the campus, why was he suddenly encouraged by the impulse to have them talk? Is he not shooting himself in the foot?
If he did not handle this matter well, it would affect the reputation of the school.
Shu City High School is now famous both in the city and in the province. Once the students in the school spread this information and they failed to follow through, he as the principal would be blamed as the higher-ups began to investigate the matter.
If the impact was too great, he as the principal, might be forced to retire early.
“David, what will you do with this scholarship fund?” Mr. Johnston asked.
“Mr Johnston, Mrs Han, I know you don't trust me, and I'll apologize for not talking about this with you guys before. Frankly, I just got the idea at the last minute. I started my business when I was in college and then I slowly amassed some wealth. Now, I can fully support this scholarship fund so you can rest assured. If you don't believe me, you can trust Celia, right?"
“Celia, please let them know.” David turned to say to Celia.
“Mr Johnston, Mrs Han, David really has the funds for that.” Celia said seriously.
Mister Johnston and Giselle looked at each other and nodded slightly. They may not trust David, but they still believe everything Celia says. After all, he was the leading light in the province. Also, he is always reasoned and logical when he speaks, unlike David who seems to have been dropped on the head in infancy.
If that's the case, is David rich now? This is so incredible. It's only been three years and David has reached this stage. The kid hasn't graduated, has he? He's a monster!
Mr Johnston said, “Umm, David, are you serious about setting up that scholarship fund?”
“Of course, I will not only form a scholarship fund, but I will also donate some money for the school renovation so that you can upgrade the facilities.” said David.
“I-this will be very troublesome for you.”
“Master, Shu City High School is my alma mater and I also hope this place will be better in the future. I'm gonna hand over the scholarship fund to school. But, I hope it will be run practically and honestly.”
“Of course! As the principal of Shu City High School, I promise you that the money from the fund will end up in the pockets of every poor student." Mr. Johnston promised.
“Good. I'm not worried about your character, sir. So I won't hesitate to do this. I will also donate 100 million to the school. Not only to renovate the school, but also beneficial for the teachers who have worked hard for the school. As for how it will be distributed, I will leave it to the school to decide. I won't involve myself in it.”
After David finished speaking, Mr. Johnston and Giselle looked at him with wide eyes. They both wondered if there was something wrong with their ears. Did David just say that he would donate 100 million to the school?
How come? Did they hear wrong or did David mispronounce? They need to clarify this.
“So... Um, David, k-you... How much did you say you would donate?” Mr. Johnston asked stammeredly.
“100 million!” david answered calmly.
“100 ju-million?” Mr. Johnston exclaimed loudly.
In a lower-level poverty-stricken city like Shu City, 100 million is an incredible number. Buying a house here only costs about 300 thousand to 400 thousand. How many homes will be bought with 100 million? 300 houses?
David actually said that he would donate 100 million to the school? It gave him a surprise too hard.
Giselle was completely numb on the side. He simply could not understand this former student of his. The student in her class three years ago delivered food every day during her break. But after college, three years later he admitted he would donate 100 million to the school? Who's gonna believe this?
He dared to say that he would donate 100 million. Would he do that if he didn't have at least tens of billions?
But how did David get there? It was only three years. How did he go from a poor student to a rich man with assets worth tens of billions?
He can't believe this. He felt that this had defied his imagination. However, he really wished David did have this ability.
“D-David, are you sure?” Mr. Johnston asked.
“Of course, Mister!”
“Yah... David, can you tell me what your company name is? Please don't misunderstand, I don't doubt you, I just want...”.
Before Mr. Johnston finished, David cut it. “Mr Johnston, I understand. After all, I was still a poor student at Shu City High School three years ago. I work part-time every day and other people won't believe me either. So, I don't think you're doing anything wrong. My company is called East League Capitals. You can search for it online.”
Mr. Johnston was just an ordinary principal of a high school in a small lower-level town while Giselle was just a teacher. They don't know much about the business world. So, they did not know that only a company worth more than a trillion could be called ‘financier’.
'East League Capitals?'
Mr. Johnston felt that this name sounded familiar, and it seemed like he had heard it from somewhere before. However, he did not remember where. He opened his laptop and searched East League Capitals online.
Giselle was also curious, so she moved to look at the screen. Soon, the search results appeared. Their facial expressions became increasingly curious. After they read all the information about the East League Capitals, they were so shocked that they could not say a word.
The hand of Mr. Johnston closing the laptop slightly trembled.