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In the following week, in addition to teaching at the school as usual, the rest of Fok's free time was spent with Luo Qiaozhen and several expatriate investigators from the Foundation to visit the first batch of 173 students in need of financial assistance.

In the first batch of funding lists, the people from the Foundation's Finance Department calculated that according to the current grades of students, if all of them graduate from college or university, each person needs an average of 11,000 Hong Kong dollars, and a total cost of more than 1.8 million.

Hearing the amount counted by the people in the finance department made Huo Yaowen's scalp a little numb.

One student can't see anything, but nearly 200 students need to spend more than 1.8 million yuan in three or four years.

That's too much, isn't it?

But fortunately, it is not a one-time payment, and even for the fastest students to graduate from college, it will take at least three years.

But even so, Huo Yaowen began to think about the future of the foundation.

If it is simply dependent on Fok Yaowen's share of the HKU Press to maintain the operation of the foundation, this is simply unrealistic, and more and more students will definitely need funding in the future, and if the foundation wants to operate for a long time, then it is necessary to raise funds from outside.

Perhaps because of this week's understanding, Huo Yaowen has a little more affection for the education foundation he established, and no longer sees it as an opportunity to improve his reputation as before.

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The next day, inside the Foundation.

"Click. ”

Luo Qiaozhen opened the door of the office with the documents in her hand and walked in, and when she saw Huo Yaowen sitting there, she said, "When did you come, President?"

"Oh, I just came. ”

Huo Yaowen lowered his head and replied: "Director Luo, has the list of sponsored students been sent to Sir Zhou?"

"I sent it the day before yesterday, and now I think Sir Zhou should have seen it. ”

Luo Qiaozhen didn't say much about this, and said: "President, you came just in time, I want to report this matter to you." ”

Huo Yaowen raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Luo Qiaozhen sat in front of him and put a document in his hand in front of Huo Yaowen: "This is the list of people who have applied for grants from our foundation in recent days. ”

Huo Yaowen frowned and said, "Apply for financial aid? Didn't I say it? We don't accept any applications for the time being, and will only look for students who need help from various schools." ”

"I don't know. Luo Qiaozhen shrugged, saying that she didn't know either.

Huo Yaowen opened the document and took a look, there were quite a lot of applicants, there were more than 20 people, and the materials were also available, looking at the information above, it seemed that everyone's family was very difficult.

"In the future, the application materials will only be accepted and not replied, and someone will be found to register them in the record, and in the future, we can consider giving priority to screening out students who really need financial assistance. ”

Huo Yaowen closed the document, looked at Luo Qiaozhen and said: "But remember one thing, the application materials are not allowed to be approved, and people must be sent to investigate and clarify them, and they can only be approved after strict review." ”

Luo Qiaozhen said: "I have repeatedly instructed the following audit staff that every funded student must be strictly reviewed. ”

Huo Yaowen nodded and praised: "Well, you have done a good job, you must be strict in this regard." ”

"I know. ”

Luo Qiaozhen responded, suddenly thought of something, and said: "By the way, President, Sir Zhou sent an invitation in the morning. ”

"Invitations?"

Huo Yaowen looked surprised.

Luo Qiaozhen got up and walked to the bookcase, took out a red invitation card from it, handed it to Huo Yaowen and said, "It's an invitation to a charity banquet." ”

Charity banquets?

Huo Yaowen took the invitation card, opened it and saw that there was a time and place, and the content was to invite himself to a charity banquet held at the Mandarin Hotel on Hong Kong Island Central this Sunday and Saturday in Zhou Xinian's tone.

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Since Zhang Wanjun's "Anxiety Relief Grocery Store" was published in the magazine "Literary World", there is nothing to see from the sales of the magazine, after all, it has only been issued for three issues, but a large number of letters are mailed to the literary world every day.

These letters were all written by readers to Zhang Wanjun.

But the strange thing is that most of the letters are emotional consultations, as if Zhang Wanjun is regarded as an emotional lecturer, and I don't know that she is only nineteen years old this year, and she has never been procrastinated, where will there be any emotional interpretation.

For this kind of letter, Zhang Wanjun racked her brains every day, trying her best to reply to each letter one by one.

I often sit there all day and do nothing, just to reply to those readers.

Huo Yaowen didn't know about this at first, until Yao Wenjie called him and said that "Autumn Fairy Tale" had begun to be promoted, and it would be officially sold on Hong Kong Island the day after tomorrow, and Taiwan's Aoki Publishing House was also ready.

When the company found Zhang Wanjun with a sample book and was about to tell her that the book was going to be released, I learned from Zhang Wanjun's mouth that her stupid cousin actually replied to the letters mailed to every reader.

Huo Yaowen smiled bitterly twice, he didn't know what to say to his stupid cousin, there were so many letters from readers, and everyone replied, so there was still time to write a book.

But it's not good to dampen her confidence, after all, readers' letters are also a motivation for Zhang Wanjun, a newcomer.

Huo Yaowen thought for a moment and said: "Wanjun, you will definitely encounter the same problem when you reply to letters every day, you can discuss with the editor-in-chief Deng of the literary world, and see if you can open a column of emotional interpretation at the back of the magazine's publication of your article, specifically to answer readers' letters in a unified manner, isn't it much more convenient?"

Zhang Wanjun blinked, thought about the possibility, and suddenly said in surprise: "Yes, in this case, I don't have to reply every day!

In the past few days, she has written more than 100 letters just by replying to letters, and there are many repeated emotional problems, although the details are different, they are almost not much different.

Huo Yaowen laughed and said: "I'll help you talk to Editor-in-Chief Deng about this, if he agrees, you can be a contributor to the column again, in this way, not only will you have a manuscript fee, but you don't have to reply to letters every day." ”

"Okay. Zhang Wanjun smiled at the corner of her mouth, she didn't care about the manuscript fee, but felt that if she wrote a column, there would be a lot of people who would see it, and it would not delay her time to continue writing books.

Huo Yaowen hummed lightly, took out a book from his briefcase, handed it to Zhang Wanjun, and said, "This is a sample book, your "Autumn Fairy Tale" will be released in a few days, and I will inform you on the day it is officially released." ”

Taking the sample book and looking at the beautiful cover cover, Zhang Wanjun's face was full of joy, this can be said to be her first published book, and Zhang Wanjun never thought that she could be a writer before this.

In addition to being excited, Zhang Wanjun raised her head, looked at Huo Yaowen in front of her, her face flushed slightly, and she thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, cousin Yaowen." ”

"Silly girl. ”

Huo Yaowen smiled slightly: "It's all a family, what is there to be thankful for, these days, you take the time to call your editor-in-charge, and ask him to talk to Editor-in-Chief Deng to see if he can help promote your book in the literary world." ”

"Well, I got my cousin. Zhang Wanjun nodded.

Huo Yaowen glanced at the room and asked, "Where is my uncle?"

Zhang Wanjun said: "Grandpa went downstairs to play chess with others, he likes to play chess with people recently." ”

"It's good to go out and around, but it's definitely boring to stay at home. ”

After speaking, Huo Yaowen stood up.

Zhang Wanjun saw her cousin get up, and couldn't help but ask, "Cousin, are you leaving?"

Huo Yaowen picked up the briefcase and said, "Well, I still have some things to deal with. ”

Although Zhang Wanjun was a little disappointed in her heart, she still smiled and said, "Then you drive slower on the road." ”

"Well, I'm leaving, Wanjun, and remember to lock the door when I'm home alone. ”

"Got it, cousin. ”

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Coming out of his cousin's house, Huo Yaowen went back to the house, chatted with his grandmother and grandmother for half an hour, had lunch at home, and went downstairs to Lao Dou's bookstore to have a look, and tossed until more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Huo Yaowen arrived at the school and was about to go back to the dormitory to continue writing "The Chronicles of the Heavenly Demons of the Tang Dynasty", Uncle Wang sent two letters, one from Taiwan and the other from the United States.

The letter from Taiwan was written by Li Hanxiang, saying that he was the manager of Universe Records, hoping that Huo Yaowen could hand over the lyrics of Sweet Honey's preface to Teresa Teng of their record company to sing, and also sent a remittance slip of 1,000 Hong Kong dollars.

"I didn't expect to go around and around, but I still want her to sing!"

Huo Yaowen smiled and put the letter aside, anyway, the original singer of "Sweet Honey" is Teresa Teng, and it is a matter of course to hand it over to her.

The letter from the United States was sent by Litt.

The content of the letter is that "1999" has successfully entered the third round of voting for the Hugo Award novella, and it only takes two more rounds to enter the final race, and he has also spent about 80,000 US dollars for public relations, although the money spent is a little more than previously estimated, but there are already publishing companies in more than a dozen countries negotiating with him about the publishing rights of "1999".

Among them, the printing rights have been sold to France, Germany and Japan, and they give a high percentage of the shares.

As for "Virtual World", Litu is still communicating with the people of Bantan Book Publishing Company, and he thinks that he can ask for 18% of the price, but the other party has been stuck at 15%, and the two sides are still in a stalemate.

Regarding the matter of sharing, Huo Yaowen didn't say much when he replied, but just said that everything was left to Litu to be responsible for.

After all, this letter was a week ago, and I don't know if there are any changes in it, and Huo Yaowen doesn't want to disrupt Lito's negotiations.

After writing the two reply letters, Huo Yaowen took the letter and went downstairs directly to Uncle Wang.

Huo Yaowen put the money and letter in the mail on the table: "I'm sorry Uncle Wang." ”

Uncle Wang said with a smile: "Don't bother, Mr. Huo, anyway, people from the post office come to deliver letters every day, and I will just hand them over to them when the time comes." ”

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