After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

That's what I said.

Just report the names of Hua Zhan and Liang Qin.

The No. 1 Middle School Student Union has no profit-making projects. All funds that are needed are raised by donations from the entire school, and small ones are raised by internal donations from the student union class cadres. Among the student union cadres, several cadres, including Liang Qin and Hua Zhan, etc., have rich families.

In the past, they ranked first and second every time they made donations.

Others donate 1 yuan or 5 yuan, and they donate at least 100 yuan or 500 yuan. This is something that all veteran office cadres know.

But one code equals one code. People who have money can donate as much as they are willing to donate. There is no need to say it directly in such a bold way. What if people don’t have money this time?

We are all cadres, and we still need to know how to leave room for others.

Liang Qin took a second look at the cadre who proposed to donate more money. He felt uncomfortable, but it didn't show on his face. "Let's discuss whether there are any other ways to get money besides organizing donations."

"Hey, how about we go get sponsorship."

Someone made another suggestion, and it was approved by many people.

"I think it's okay."

"Yes, we will put a few more sponsors' names on the screen then."

"Put up a few banners on campus. Our school is so big. I want to put up as many banners as I want."

"Very good." Liang Qin saw the heated discussion among everyone and made the final decision, "Then let's go get sponsorship!"

After deciding to solicit sponsorship, everyone soon began to consider where to solicit sponsorship and who would be willing to solicit sponsorship.

"You must find someone famous and rich!"

"Look for a generous one. I'll go back and ask my dad to see which company in our Jincheng likes to do charity the most."

"Ours is too small. It's better to find someone we are familiar with. It's easier to do things if you have acquaintances."

All the cadres present were highly involved in the preparation of this New Year's Day party, but Hua Zhan remained seated and did not speak.

From time to time, I would take out my mobile phone from my pocket and look at it, not knowing what I was doing or thinking.

After Liang Qin took a serious look at him, he turned his mind back to his work, "Anything is fine, the most important thing is to really make money."

"How about we work in groups and compete to see which group can attract more sponsorships?"

"Okay, if there is a lot of sponsorship, I will apply to the school and try to issue corresponding honorary certificates to everyone." Liang Qin.

The cadres cheered and became more motivated to work.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Liang Qin was naturally happy and suggested: "Let's discuss what program to have for the party."

——"In order not to affect learning, the total number remains the same as last year, 15 is good."

"Standing programs such as singing, dancing, musical instrument performance, drama, and games are definitely required."

"Should we invite teachers to prepare a program?" A cadre suggested, "Since we are going to do something different from previous years, the program must be innovative."

In previous years, at the New Year's Day party of No. 1 Middle School, the teachers would sit in the audience and watch, but they had never performed on stage in person.

"I think it can happen!" Several cadres in the audience said happily, "How can I persuade the teacher to perform?"

Someone immediately looked at Hua Zhan.

Others also understood instantly, "Propaganda Minister?"

Hua Zhan raised his head and looked at everyone in confusion, "Huh?"

It was like I didn't hear what everyone was saying.

Liang Qin repeated it again, "Hua Zhan, we would like to invite teachers from the school to prepare one or two programs for our party this year. Can we leave this implementation work to you?"

"Okay." Hua Zhan agreed without hesitation.

As the head of the Propaganda Department of the No. 1 Middle School Student Union, Hua Zhan has always been the mouthpiece of the student union. Not only is he very popular in the school, he responds to everyone's calls, but he also gets along well with school teachers and superior leaders.

Apart from Liang Qin, Liang Qin was responsible for the coordination tasks of the student union. Basically, he led a few cadres to play the leading role.

Hua Zhan was obviously worried, so Liang Qin was very happy to agree so readily to the job he had given him, "Do you have any other suggestions?"

"I heard that No. 2 Middle School prepared a fashion catwalk show on New Year's Day last year. Everyone had a great time. Should we prepare one too?"

"It's a catwalk..." Liang Qin looked at his enthusiastic partners, thought for a second, and then raised his concerns, "A model team needs a lot of people. Our school can gather a decent model." Team?"

"It should be possible." Several girls in the audience began to give ideas, "There are quite a few good-looking guys and beauties in our school. For example, among the boys, we have Hua Zhan and Wei Yuanfeng in our office."

"And An Jing, please Hua Zhan to bring An Jing along. Just based on their looks and heights, our show this year can't overwhelm those of No. 2 Middle School last year?"

"What about girls? There are relatively few girls who are tall."

"There are really not many people over 166 meters tall." At least there are none among the student union cadres. The tallest one, Liang Qin, is .

"It doesn't matter, let's put some effort into convening within the school, and we can always select a few!"

When someone suggested Hua Zhan and An Jing, Liang Qin had already determined in her heart that no matter what, she would have to lead the student union cadres to implement and prepare this catwalk show.

Her eyes swept over Hua Zhan and Wei Yuanfeng.

It goes without saying that Hua Zhan and An Jing's appearance and height are both good.

Wei Yuanfeng, she carefully looked at him a few more times, and then discovered that this year's new freshman in high school, who was recruited by the student union this year, looked taller than Hua Zhan when sitting, so she smiled and said, "Wei Yuanfeng, stand up and give me Let me see."

Wei Yuanfeng, who was sitting at the conference table, stood up immediately after hearing this.

"How tall are you?" Liang Qin asked.

"185." Wei Yuanfeng smiled heartily, showing his white teeth.

Only then did Liang Qin realize that except for Hua Zhan, he usually didn't pay much attention to other boys. He had never noticed that the new junior student in the office looked so sunny and healthy, with a straight body and an angular face. , The bridge of the nose is high, the eyes are bright, and the sunshine is all over his face when he smiles, which is very contagious.

"Not bad." After Liang Qin looked at Wei Yuanfeng, he immediately asked, "Are you willing to walk in the show?"

"I can do it, no problem." Wei Yuanfeng is very confident about his height and figure, "But I have never walked in a show before, so I need to rehearse in advance and learn how to walk."

"That's not a problem." Liang Qin raised her fair hand and added a "Model Calling Order" on the bulletin board in front of her. "I'll go home and bring a computer later. We'll set up a model team and follow the online news every day. Just practice with catwalk videos.”

It’s not like you’re participating in some professional catwalk show. You already have good looks and a good figure, but you still need to take a few steps?

The school's New Year's Day party is all about popularity and atmosphere.

When the time comes, it won't be so important whether you dress up nicely or not and whether you walk well or not.

"Senior, as long as you don't mind my lack of experience." Wei Yuanfeng smiled generously.

You seem to have a good personality. Liang Qin looked at him with satisfaction in his eyes, "With your long legs, which instantly kill 99% of the boys in the school, I can't dislike you."