After the morning meeting, Zhou Qing went to Chang Qingting's office and directly instructed him to contact the media.

Sooner rather than later, when everything is ready, we must act first.

During the discussion, Xue Huaijin, who had just hung up not long ago, called back.

Zhou Qing listened carefully to her, half loud, quite incredible.

Although he has considered the public influence thoroughly, it still lacks some heat compared to the method that Xue Huaijin is talking about now.

This is not like Xue Huaijin's idea, Zhou Qing subconsciously thought of Tu Zhengyu.

Sure enough, those in high positions are all unusual.

This approach is simply to turn the passive into the active, and let the public take the matter of school fees to heart and let them take the initiative to raise it.

This approach may not work for other businesses.

But it was not a problem at all for the Shangwu Group.

A company that has spread charity to such a situation has unquestionable favorability among the public.

Putting down the phone, Zhou Qing's tone changed: "Sister Qingting, the authoritative media in Kyoto City, how many can you contact?" ”

Chang Qingting said: "All." ”

In recent years, the Shangwu Group has been in the whirlpool of public opinion, and people in the media have already seen it for a long time.

"Then release a few pieces of news, and make sure it spreads as quickly as possible."

Chang Qingting nodded and agreed: "Immediately?" ”

"I'm going to see the news tomorrow morning."

"No problem, the news content just does what you just said, right?"

"Hmm."

Chang Qingting rolled her eyes: "You are going to wait for the news to open before holding a media conference." ”

"It can only be like this, our purpose is not to make a profit, and there should be no waves in this matter."

Chang Qingting hesitated: "You don't need to notify the board of directors first." ”

Zhou Qing shook his head: "No need, the board of directors will be held after the press conference." I believe that no one will have an opinion on this kind of change, which is beneficial to them and harmless. ”

He still hasn't finished speaking, and even if the board members have opinions, it's useless.

The entire Shangwu group, he himself holds absolute control.

In the morning, they passed in their own busyness. In the afternoon, after Zhou Qing was free, he tried to call Du Xiu again.

Still can't get through. Zhou Qing laughed astringently and left the office to take a walk on the school's artificial lake.

A slight breeze caressed the hot air, allowing him to let go a little.

He still felt that this matter was not so serious, as long as Du Xiu was willing to give him a chance to explain.

After so many years of separation and dispersion, he didn't believe that even this test between the two could not withstand it.

Sitting on the bluestone by the lake, Zhou Qing picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, looking at the ripples in a circle, stunned.

Footsteps behind him interrupted his thoughts, and a young girl walked towards him.

He is in his prime, with a melon seed face and white skin. Dressed a little modestly, jeans with a simple shirt, and a pair of flat shoes underneath.

The whole person is not too amazing type, but it is delicate and clean, which makes people see it like a spring breeze.

It seemed a little unexpected that Zhou Qing would suddenly turn around, and a red cloud floated on the girl's face: "Zhou, Mr. Zhou, can I help you draw a photo!" ”

Only then did Zhou Qing notice the drawing board she was holding in her hand.

He hesitated and nodded: "No problem." ”

The girl whispered, "I like you very much." ”

"It's my honor."

After chatting briefly, Zhou Qing turned around.

The girl sat cross-legged on the grass and sketched with a pencil.

The rustling of pencils rubbing against the paper, combined with the sound of falling leaves, is quiet and peaceful.

Zhou Qing's mind blended into nature, his eyes raised, and the scattered sunlight shone through the fallen leaves, twinkling with stars.

"What's your name?"

The girl smiled and said, "Shen Mengjie." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Qing's mind: "People from eastern Sichuan? ”

In his memory, Zhou Yanlong extorted more than one million cash from Gu Yaqin and handed over most of it to him.

Zhou Qing was unwilling to return the money to people like Gu Yaqin, so he entrusted his mother to donate it to a group of students.

Wu Xiaoyan showed him the list, and the name Shen Mengjie was among them.

So listening to her, Zhou Qing subconsciously thought of five years ago.

Shen Mengjie saw that he seemed to think of something, and her emotions rose: "You remember me." ”

Zhou Qing felt like he was in a dream.

When he first supported these people, he never imagined that one day they would meet in reality.

Shen Mengjie said: "The reason why I applied for Shangwu No. 1 High School from my hometown is that I want to see you...... If it weren't for you, I would have been forced to drop out of school five years ago. You changed my future......"

In fact, she knew two days ago that Zhou Qing had come to Shangwu Yigao, but she didn't have the courage to communicate.

If it weren't for the coincidence that he found him by the lake today, Shen Mengjie still wouldn't dare to come over and talk to him easily.

With these origins, Zhou Qing asked a few more questions in a cordial manner.

After chatting briefly, Shen Mengjie took off the painted portrait and handed it to Zhou Qing: "Mr. Zhou, it's okay." ”

Zhou Qing took the look.

On a piece of paper no more than 30 centimeters in length and width, a man emerges from it.

The contours, the verve, and even the small details of the neck scar are all on paper.

He nodded heartily: "Very good." ”

Shen Mengjie lowered her gaze, "Mr. Zhou, I am the vice president of the sketch club, if you have time in the future, you can go over and have a look......"

Zhou Qing agreed, and said with a smile: "Then this one is given to me." ”

"Mr. Zhou doesn't dislike it."

While chatting, Chang Qingting also walked over from a distance.

Shen Mengjie was afraid that others would misunderstand, so she said goodbye and left first.

Chang Qingting came closer and looked at the girl's background in surprise: "What were you two doing just now?" ”

Zhou Qing put the paper away: "It's okay, I met an acquaintance." ”

"Do you know Shen Mengjie?"

Zhou Qing was surprised: "I should ask you this." ”

Chang Qingting saw that he was puzzled and explained: "The vice president of the sketch club was admitted to Shangwu No. 1 High School with a full score. There was no one among the students who didn't know her......"

"I said Qingzi, don't hit the little girl's idea...... You are now the chairman of the Shangwu Group, and this news is enough for you to drink a pot......"

Zhou Qing's eyebrows moved: "Am I so undisciplined?" It's a coincidence that a student I have sponsored before came to talk to me. ”

"I'm just reminding you, it doesn't matter how many women you're looking for. In school, everything has to be considered for impact. ”

"I know." Zhou Qing didn't want to talk about this: "Sister, do you have something to do with me?" ”

"I've arranged it for the media, and two of them want to have an exclusive interview with you, see if you can make time."

Zhou Qing waved his hand: "It's not necessary, it was completely clear at the press conference." ”

"Then I pushed it."

Zhou Qing nodded: "Are you busy here in the afternoon?" ”

Chang Qingting heard what he said and knew what he meant: "If you have something, do it, I may call you here." ”

"Then thank you, Sister Qingting."

Zhou Qing is fine, just rest assured that Du Xiu can't be done, I want to find her first.

Chang Qingting said: "Just remember to owe me a meal." ”