Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Xue Xue'er leaned in Ouyang Qing'an's arms and told him what Nianxue told him today.    

"Do you have any ideas?"    

Ouyang Qing'an was indeed a pillow person. He quickly understood Xue Xue'er's words.    

He sat up from the bed and let Xue Xue'er lean more comfortably. Then he asked carefully, "If you want to sponsor some students, I can ask my assistant to contact them."    

"Anyway, the company will do some public welfare projects every year. If they can support students from poor families, then... Let them have the spare energy to study. After graduation, they will use their professional skills to add bricks and tiles to the country. Construction can also be considered as a contribution to us. "    

Xue Xue'er was very touched when she heard Ouyang Qing'an's words.    

However, she did not accept it immediately. Instead, she said to Ouyang Qing'an, "No matter how much money the company has, it is impossible to help so many people. Moreover, we do not know the situation of those students as well as the school. What if we do bad things out of good intentions? "    

"My idea is that we can cooperate with the school. We can donate books and donate money. The books can expand the school's library, so that the children won't have to walk for so long to go to the library for free."    

"As for the money, the school can set up a scholarship for those poor students so that they can bring the money home and help their families solve some of their problems."    

Xue Xue'er had thought of giving them money directly, but for the sake of the children's mental health, she felt that it was more reasonable to set up a threshold.    

These were just some initial ideas. The school would definitely need to discuss and improve it in the future.    

The more Xue Xue'er spoke, the more excited she became. In the end, she even directly slapped Ouyang Qing'an's thigh.    

She did not have much strength, but the flesh on her thigh was relatively soft. After a few slaps, Ouyang Qing'an could not take it anymore.    

But when he thought of these things that could make his wife happy, he directly endured it.    

"Wife, you are really awesome!" After waiting for a long time, Xue Xue'er's emotions did not calm down. In the end, Ouyang Qing'an still used a roundabout way and grabbed the other party's hand that was causing trouble.    

He said to Xue Xue'er, "Your idea is worth promoting. If it succeeds, it will definitely be on TV."    

"I don't care about that." Hearing Ouyang Qing'an's words, Xue Xue'er smiled and shook her head, rejecting her suggestion to expose her. "I am just a designer. As long as the design works are good, it will be fine."    

"Anyway, I only made a suggestion. In the end, you were the one who implemented it. You have contributed a lot. It's not impossible for you to add honor to your work."    

Xue Xue'er wrinkled her nose at Ouyang Qing'an and said cutely.    

She did not know that because of her words, Ouyang Qing'an was even more determined to treat her well for the rest of his life.    

Under the arrangement of the company, this matter was quickly brought up in the journal.    

With the financial aid of entrepreneurs, it was a win-win situation for the school to the poor students. Therefore, the Department of Education did not make things difficult for Ouyang Qing'an and even turned on the green light for him.    

As Ouyang Qing'an had expected, this matter was indeed on the news. Many reporters from various television stations had sent people to interview Ouyang Qing'an. This caused the Anzheng Company under his name to refresh its impression in people's hearts.    

No one would hate a conscientious company that loved to do public services, not to mention that Ouyang Qing'an really did do it.    

This news had not only caused a huge uproar in the outside world, but also many people in the school were discussing it.    

In Nianxue's class, many people were praising Ouyang Qing'an and his Anzheng Company.    

Xiaoyu also held the newspaper and excitedly discussed Ouyang Qing'an with Nianxue.    

When good friends talked about gossiping about their father, Nianxue would not be able to hold back no matter how cold she usually was.    

She was too embarrassed to tell Xiaoyu that this was her father, so she could only cater to him.    

Suddenly, Xiaoyu said, "Nianxue, can I go to your house this weekend?"    

They had known each other for so long, but Xiaoyu had never seen Nianxue's family.    

She was really curious. What kind of parents could raise a daughter like Nianxue?