I donated 40 million!
Compared to those century-old prestigious schools, their school's history was much shorter, making it seem a bit lacking in heritage.
However, the school had always worked hard to improve its teaching and research, hoping to reach a higher level in the future.
Xu Ning had a strong sense of identity and belonging to a school with such a proper ethos, and naturally hoped his alma mater would get better and better.
He curiously picked up the document and quickly read through it.
To his regret, the school anniversary was at the end of September next academic year, before the National Day, by which time he would have already graduated and left.
Of course, as a well-known alumnus, he should have the opportunity to be invited to the anniversary celebration.
However, although Xu Ning now had the Money-Flipping System, his influence was almost non-existent, so he couldn't be considered a well-known alumnus.
Therefore, he was probably unlikely to attend the anniversary celebration.
Just then, the office door opened again, and Wu Mingxiang, who had just left, returned.
"Yu Qiang, I wonder how your donation drive is coming along?"
"Tsk tsk!"
"It can't be just a few tens of thousands of yuan, can it?"
"Who would care about such paltry sums?"
"Among all the counselors in the school, you're probably at the bottom!"
"Aren't you competing for the Deputy Director of Student Affairs position? Everyone's qualifications are similar, so isn't it whoever mobilizes more donations gets the job?"
"You shouldn't be daydreaming!"
"Oh, right, since Xu Ning is here, you can ask him! Didn't he just inherit an inheritance?"
"Maybe he'll actually shell out a few tens of thousands of yuan!"
As soon as he opened the door, he had that same sarcastic look and tone.
Yu Qiang couldn't help but frown, glaring angrily at Wu Mingxiang.
In fact, the very document Xu Ning was reading mentioned teachers and counselors actively encouraging enterprises and successful graduates to donate to their alma mater.
It wasn't that the school was so short on money that it had to beg; after all, Didu Industrial University's annual budget was over 2 billion yuan!
The key was, this was the school's reputation!
Every year, relevant statistical agencies would compile data on donations received by various universities from enterprises and graduates, then publish a ranking.
Among them, the two top universities, Tsinghua and Peking, received over 2 billion yuan in donations annually, almost matching Didu Industrial University's entire budget.
Other major universities also refused to be outdone, with donations in the hundreds of millions or billions, which was very prestigious.
However, Didu Industrial University didn't even rank in this aspect, receiving less than 100 million yuan in donations each year, performing worse than many ordinary 'double non' universities despite being a '211' university.
On one hand, it was because the school's heritage was slightly lacking; on the other hand, it was also because the graduated alumni hadn't really produced any major entrepreneurs.
And this time, for the school's 60th anniversary, the school had really put a lot of effort into this area.
It was important to note that last year, Didu Industrial University, a science and engineering school also located in Dijing (Imperial Capital), received a total of 1.36 billion yuan in donations from all sectors of society and its graduates during its 80th anniversary.
Although they were a '985' university and Didu Industrial University was only a '211' university, there was a significant gap.
But if the difference in donation figures was too large, it would look too bad!
It would be like telling everyone that Didu Industrial University hadn't cultivated any successful talents at all... So this time, the school almost issued an administrative order for all teachers and counselors to actively contact graduates and encourage successful entrepreneurial graduates to generously donate to the school.
As a counselor, Yu Qiang had indeed guided two batches of graduates.
However, these two batches of students had only graduated a short time ago, and most of them were working as cogs in the corporate machine, with few truly starting their own businesses.
And even those who did start businesses were far from being considered successful.
So after some mobilization, only one senior alumnus pledged to donate 100,000 yuan!
In contrast, Wu Mingxiang had a significant harvest this time; one of his former students had entered the crypto world after graduation and, with good luck, made a fortune.
Perhaps because the crypto world had always had a bad reputation, this graduate was planning to gain some good reputation through donations.
He had promised to donate 20 million yuan!
Although he certainly wouldn't be the graduate who donated the most for this anniversary, it was already enough to make Wu Mingxiang stand out among all the counselors.
After all, graduate donations were more often facilitated through their mentors, rather than through counselors who had no teaching responsibilities.
Originally, Yu Qiang wouldn't have paid much attention to this matter.
But as Wu Mingxiang said, with the Deputy Director of Student Affairs position vacant and open for internal competition, Yu Qiang's qualifications were originally similar to others, but failing to do well in this task would significantly deduct points.
Wu Mingxiang also wanted to compete, and that 20 million yuan donation was his biggest bargaining chip.
"Whether I get the position or not has nothing to do with you!"
"You'd better hurry up and secure your 20 million yuan donation!"
Yu Qiang suppressed his anger and retorted with a huff.
Xu Ning blinked, having caught on to some of what was happening.
He casually flipped through the document, finding the section about the school asking faculty and staff to mobilize graduates to donate to the school.
"Teacher Yu, he can mobilize a 20 million yuan donation?"
He couldn't help but feel puzzled and surprised, because Wu Mingxiang, like Yu Qiang, had guided two batches of graduates, and strictly speaking, even if they started businesses, it would be difficult to achieve such a large scale.
20 million yuan was not a small sum; some poorly managed listed companies might not even earn that much in a year!
Yu Qiang nodded, his expression somewhat unnatural.
Xu Ning couldn't help but smile slightly, looking at Wu Mingxiang's smug expression across from him, his smile growing even brighter.
I'll handle this!
If he didn't have the ability, he naturally wouldn't step forward.
But now, although his total assets couldn't compare to those capital magnates, his daily cash income was enough to make most listed companies feel ashamed.
It was still the same saying: anything that could be solved with money wasn't a problem.
Not to mention his willingness to contribute to his alma mater, just the opportunity to help Teacher Yu advance through a donation made it worthwhile.
After all, responsible teachers like Teacher Yu were rare these days; if he had the chance to move up, it would benefit both the school and the students.
It would be too tragic to let someone like Wu Mingxiang take on a leadership role.
"Teacher Yu, in that case, I'll donate 40 million yuan."
Xu Ning smiled calmly, saying words that left both people present dumbfounded in the most understated tone.
"What?"
"40 million yuan?"
Yu Qiang's eyes widened in disbelief, his gaze at Xu Ning full of incredulity.
That was 40 million, not 4,000 yuan!
Such a joke couldn't be made!
Wu Mingxiang's reaction was even stronger; after the initial shock, he burst into an undisguised sneer.
"That's an earth-shattering boast!"
"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"
"Donating 40 million yuan?"
"Do you know how much 40 million yuan is?"