Chapter 606: Black Heart A

To be honest, when Tan Zhenhua made this proposal to Dr. Rice cautiously, he was playing the snare drum in his heart. Well, even he himself knew that this request was too outrageous. As far as he knew, if he was in the present Huaxia’s university made this request to the school, and it is estimated that it will be beaten to death-there are too many reasons. What school is a sacred place for learning cannot be polluted by money, what student’s main task is to study, everything else is just a side effect. , What teaching discipline and order are sacred and inviolable... etc.
However, Dr. Rice's answer immediately made him happy, "First, let me talk about how much money you plan to spend to cooperate with the school, and I will consider this issue." The meaning is obviously that this is a questionable issue, nothing more. It's the price tag, and what Xiao Tan Tan is most afraid of now is to negotiate the price tag with others.
He immediately regained his true color as a profiteer and said: "Dr. Rice, I plan to spend money to cooperate with the school to conduct research, but you may not be right to let me say a number? After all, there are research directions for every subject. Because of the difference, the manpower, material resources and funds that need to be invested will naturally be different. You say that, it makes me very embarrassed..."
As he talked, his voice gradually became quieter because he saw the face of Dr. Rice on the opposite side getting darker and darker—please don’t investigate how Xiao Tan Tan saw it getting darker and darker from the face of a black man. Complexion.
Les said coldly again: "Eric, I know you must have done something outside of school, and it must have made you a fortune, but you must understand that if you want to work with a school like Stanford, Some cutting-edge technology research requires a huge investment. As far as I know, we at Stanford have never accepted a cooperative project of less than one million US dollars, so you should stay in school and class. Well, I don’t have time to joke with you."
She said a number that she thought could scare off Tan Zhenhua. She wanted to end this topic, but she didn't expect that the guy on the other side laughed. Not only did she laugh, she actually slapped her chest while laughing and exaggerated. "One million dollars, dear, scared me to death. I thought it would cost me much. That’s good, Dr. Rice, we’re limited to 5 million dollars, at most 5, and at least one topic. Well, the project is organized by the school, and I will judge whether or not to cooperate, um, add one more thing, I will donate 5 million US dollars to the school free of charge to sponsor the school’s scientific research."
"What, are you serious?"
Dr. Rice suddenly felt that his brain was not enough for the time being. In addition to the US$5 million collaborative scientific research project, he donated another US$5 million to the school. Am I dreaming?
In the United States, this kind of charitable donations to schools is tax deductible, and it is a 1:1 tax deduction, so for the rich, donations are really a good thing for the rich.
Among Stanford’s alumni, tens of millions or even billions of billionaires, such as the crucian carp, are countless, so Stanford receives large amounts of donations from alumni every year.
For example, Mr. Philip Knight, a legendary American entrepreneur and co-founder of the famous sports brand "Nike", once donated 400 million US dollars to his alma mater Stanford University!
With such jewels and jade in the front, Tan Zhenhua’s small donation of 5 million US dollars is really not a earth-shattering thing, but ah, this thing is strange. The person who donated the money is a first-year school. The freshman is still a student from China, a well-known poor country, and he also holds a full scholarship from the school!
"Eric, I have to warn you that if you lie about this matter, you will be punished very severely!"
Condoleezza tried her best to make her tone very harsh, but for some reason, deep in her heart, she had begun to believe that what the Chinese boy who she was unpredictable said was true.
"Dr. Rice, do you think I am joking? Besides, who would make a joke about this kind of thing? Or so, if you agree with my suggestion, I can cash out the $5 million now. Donations."
While talking, Tan Zhenhua took out the cheque book and signature pen, and wrote a cheque in a scribble manner-after the night in Chinatown, Xiao Tan Tan is now in the cheque book.
He finished writing the check and tore it from the checkbook, but did not rush to hand it to Les, but confirmed again: "Doctor, we have reached an agreement, haven't we?"
Condoleezza Rice nodded in a very complicated mood, and after thinking about it, he added: "There is another condition. You have to come back for the final test of the next semester, and you must pass the exam like this time. Tan Zhenhua smiled and passed the check and said: "Deal, you see, doctor, sometimes things are as simple as this, then, please rely on the subject matter."
After he said this, he stood up and turned around to go out, but Les finally awakened from the lack of consciousness just now. She stopped him and said, "Eric, wait a minute, are you going to leave now? So when? Come back to confirm the issue?"
Tan Zhenhua touched the back of his head and replied embarrassedly: "Oh, Dr. Rice, don't you remind me that I almost forgot-that's good, I will go home for Christmas, and I will go back to Stanford at the end of the holiday and stay for a few days to deal with it. One thing, I might go to London for a long time next. I think, if you need to decide the subject, it will only be in the few days after Christmas. Well, although the time is a bit tight, I think, With your skills, Doctor, you can definitely handle it, right?"
Les nodded and acquiesced to Tan Zhenhua's schedule. Seeing him calmly exit the door of his office, he suddenly thought of a question: "Why did I act like this kid's secretary just now?"
However, neither Condoleezza Rice nor Tan Zhenhua would have imagined that their conversation today created a history and standard for Stanford-if anyone wants to miss class for a while to do something else, then the condition is , The final exam must be passed and 10 million US dollars in project cooperation funds or total donations.
And this last one obviously killed the dream of most students wanting to skip class, so many years later, Tan Zhenhua was still cursed by all Stanford students as: Black Heart A.
However, Tan Zhenhua didn’t care about these things at all, because he now has a very important thing to do. Returning to China and returning to China, in addition to visiting the elders and relatives and friends he has not seen for half a year, he also has a huge
tourism group
. "Also waiting for him to act as a guide.