Shenhao: Who knows about my family? I have too much money to spend.

The corner of Fu Bo's mouth trembled, and he reached out and knocked on Wei Lin's forehead.

"Are you just kidding your mentor about your feelings? There is no limit yet. Have you ever seen such a sponsor?"

Wei Lin rubbed her forehead, "I never saw it before, but now I see it."

"Director, I'm really not joking! They are still waiting for me to call you back!"

Fu Bo looked at her silently, and Wei Lin blinked her big sincere eyes and looked back.

Fu Bo couldn't believe it: "Are you saying...really? You're not lying?"

"No!" Wei Lin said firmly.

Fu Bo's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes flashed: "Then what did the sponsor say? What do you mean there is no upper limit? Are you planning to cooperate with our research group or do you have other requirements?"

Fu Bo was mentally prepared, thinking that as long as the other party's request was not too excessive, he could agree to it.

After all, it’s natural for someone to pay for something and want results in return. You can’t ask others to pay for it without giving you anything.

But what he didn't expect was that Wei Lin shook her head and said seriously: "None of them."

"The sponsor has said that she can sponsor any project team that has no problems. It is sponsorship, not investment."

Only then did Fu Bo realize Wei Lin's words from beginning to end.

Investment means that the investor provides money, but the research results need to be shared in return, but sponsorship is different.

Sponsorship only has a good name, which is equivalent to giving money for free.

Of course, there are also many companies that use sponsorship as a name, but in fact it is no different from investment behavior. It is mainly to sound good, so he would subconsciously think of it as investment before.

Fu Bo was excited and a bit unbelievable, so he repeatedly confirmed with Wei Lin.

Wei Lin was speechless, but in the end she just put it aside and looked at him with a speechless face, "Director Fu, if you ask again, maybe the sponsor will regret it if she waits too long."

"How can this work!" Fu Bo finally started to move and took out his mobile phone and muttered: "How can you lose sponsorship because of me? This is not okay!"

Fu Bo flipped to the principal's number and dialed, but no one answered.

He turned off his phone and said, "The principal should be in a meeting. We can't waste any more time. I'm going to find him now!"

The principal was indeed in a meeting, and it was very busy.

The long table in the conference room was full of people, all of them were holding their necks and blushing, and they didn't want to give in to anyone.

"Principal, how can you cut off our project? If our project is developed, it can push new energy to a new level!"

"Shut up." The person opposite him retorted: "Who can't paint a big picture? Don't you know how much your project has cost so far? Where are the results now? Where are the results?"

"I said, as long as we give us another two million, we will definitely get results."

"Two million, you said it lightly, do you think these two million are two pieces?"

"If you ask me, this money should be given to us. Our project has already obtained two patents. As long as we are allocated more funds, we will definitely achieve great results."

"Tch." The first speaker didn't intend to let him go.

"Your project has produced two patents, but the question is, which patent can you replace and which one can't do it? Research on this kind of shrimp requires funds, so you are wasting money!"

"What do you mean, you look down on our project?"

"I didn't say that. What I meant was that your project only requires [-] yuan, and the rest should be left to our team."

"Where did you send the beggar?"

"What did I say wrong? You originally..."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel on the table, the principal said with a headache: "Okay, okay, if you want to say something, just say it properly, don't attack each other!"

"I didn't attack him."

"Me neither."

headmaster:......

The principal's head hurt, so he simply ignored these two people, looked at the others and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Principal, our project has been stretched lately. Do you think..."

"Our research funding has been delayed for half a month. Principal, when do you think it will be distributed?"

"How shameless are you? You only apply for funds once every half month, and you still have the nerve to say it's been delayed for half a month? Our project is really tense."

"What do you mean, you..."

The principal looked at the people in the melee and sighed, feeling very regretful.

What did he think, asking them if they had anything else to say?

He should have thought long ago that as soon as he said these words, it would be the battle of the century once a month. Why didn't he have a long memory? !

Tired.

I really don’t want to be the principal. Whoever wants to be the principal can be the one.

When the principal wanted to resign for the 108th time, Fu Bo came.

He opened the door, ignored the melee in the conference room, and ran straight to the principal, "Principal, I have something to do..."

When the principal saw him, it was like seeing a god descending to earth.

He took the "savior"'s arm and said hurriedly: "You have something important to do with me, right? OK, OK, I'll be there right away!"

Saying this, without waiting for Fu Bo to speak, he quickly pulled Fu Bo out of the conference room.

After finally reaching a safe area and confirming that no one noticed him escaping, the principal breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Lao Fu, you saved my life."

"Okay, okay, I'm going back to the office first, you should go back first too." He said and planned to leave.

Fu Bo quickly grabbed him and said, "Why are you leaving? I told you that I have something to tell you. I..."

The principal's eyes widened in horror, and he covered his mouth with lightning speed, "Isn't it right, Lao Fu, you are here to ask me for money?"

"I'll just tell you, if you don't have any money, just cut off the project, otherwise you'll just wait to collect the corpse for me!"

Fu Bo:......

Fu Bo rolled his eyes and broke away from his hand, "I'm not here to ask you for money, I'm here to give you money!"

The principal was about to turn around and immediately grabbed his shoulder and said, "What? What about giving money? Please explain clearly."

Fu Bo explained: "Today one of my students told me that there is a sponsor who wants to sponsor our school's research project, and there is no upper limit on the amount."

The principal's mind was a little confused, "Unlimited sponsorship? Lao Fu, are you kidding me?"

Fu Bo was speechless: "Do you think I'm such a boring person? I came to you only after double-checking with my students."

After these words, the principal's expression changed from confusion to shock, from excitement to ecstasy, and then from ecstasy to horror.

because--

"Lao Fu, we have been friends for decades, and my project team needs you!"

"Old Fu, do you still remember the fruit candies I gave you twenty years ago?"

"Our project team is really having a hard time, Lao Fu, you need to help us!"

A large group of people suddenly emerged from behind the quiet corridor, like locusts attacking, each one running and crying.