"It's for commendation," the principal said with a look of satisfaction. "Vice principal, after dealing with Sun He's matter, talk to Teacher Chen and reward Shen Mianmian with a fountain pen."
A fountain pen?
The vice principal's eyes twitched with distress. He had used his own pen for several years, reluctant to replace it, but now it was to be given to Shen Mianmian as a reward.
The principal had really gone all out for this poor student's matter!
Li Yue glanced at He Nan, and seeing the relaxed expression on his face, knew he was pleased with the outcome. He said with a smile,
"With a principal like you, it's hard for these students not to succeed. It seems we didn't choose the wrong school."
The principal felt the pinch too, but hearing Li Yue's words, he instantly felt the pen was well given.
A fountain pen, what's that?
If He Nan and Li Yue were in a good mood, they might sponsor even more poor students in the future, which would be far better than anything else.
