"I've never had any contact with Qian Laiye before. Why would his favorability toward me be so high?"
Lan Tianyu never believed that love or hatred appeared without reason.
There had to be something he had done that made Qian Laiye view him differently.
"The only point of connection… is the teaching building my father donated."
"In other words, as long as I'm willing to spend money, Qian Laiye's favorability will keep increasing?"
Lan Tianyu pondered the idea and felt that it was most likely correct.
Testing the theory was simple.
He only needed to continue spending money.
Lan Tianyu had always been a decisive person. Once he had an idea, he acted on it immediately.
So he looked at Qian Laiye, whose face was full of smiles, and spoke calmly.
"Principal, when I first entered the school, I noticed that the campus environment still has a few minor flaws."
"How about this? I'll add another ten million in funding to improve the school environment."
Qian Laiye's eyes widened instantly.
His entire body froze.
Had he heard correctly?
Yesterday this man donated an entire building.
And today he was adding another ten million?
With that amount of money, Ba Le High School could easily solve its shortage of teaching resources.
In the future, the school could definitely grow bigger and stronger, reaching new heights!
Beside him, Jia Yong's face twitched violently.
His fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails nearly dug into his flesh.
Ten million!
Even if he worked his entire life, he might never earn such an astronomical amount.
Yet someone else casually gave it away with a single sentence.
It was enough to make a person furious with jealousy.
[Qian Laiye's favorability toward the host: Medium. Collection efficiency +100%!]
[Qian Laiye's favorability toward the host: High. Collection efficiency +150%!]
Hearing the system's cold notification, a faint smile appeared on Lan Tianyu's lips.
His guess had been correct.
As long as he spent money, the favorability would increase.
And the one thing he lacked least—
Was money.
Any problem that could be solved with money…
Wasn't a problem at all.
"Principal, I noticed some cracks on the outer wall of that teaching building. It might leave a bad impression on students. I'll fund the repairs—please arrange workers immediately."
"Principal, the equipment in the gymnasium is far too outdated. I'll have someone purchase a new set of equipment shortly."
"…"
Lan Tianyu transformed into a walking god of wealth.
Every time he casually pointed out a small issue, another large sum of money followed.
[Qian Laiye's favorability toward the host: Extremely High. Collection efficiency +200%!]
After throwing money around all the way here, Qian Laiye's favorability had unknowingly risen to the same level as Lan Silo's.
Lan Tianyu knew that this was probably the limit.
If he wanted to raise it further, it would no longer require just tens of millions.
It would require astronomical sums of money.
Even though the Lan Group was extremely wealthy, casually throwing away hundreds of millions was still unrealistic.
The cost-effectiveness was simply too low.
"That should be enough. With these investments, the school will definitely reach a new level."
Lan Tianyu stopped there and no longer attempted to increase Qian Laiye's favorability.
Next—
It was time for Ultimate Class.
There were definitely several protagonists there.
That was the real objective.
"Hahaha! Sixty million in total! So much money… so much money!"
Qian Laiye had completely fallen into a state of overwhelming joy.
His eyes were unfocused as he murmured unconsciously, his face filled with almost manic excitement.
Jia Yong looked like he had been struck by lightning.
His mouth hung open wide enough to fit a fist.
The sheer extravagance of the situation had completely stunned him.
"Ahem."
Lan Tianyu coughed lightly, pulling the two men back to reality.
"Principal, please take me to my office."
"Oh—yes! The office!"
Qian Laiye snapped out of his trance, his smile becoming even more flattering.
"I already had someone clean and prepare it yesterday. I'll take you there right away."
As he spoke, he immediately stepped aside and made an extremely respectful gesture inviting him forward.
"Director Jia, I'm not familiar with the location of the parking lot."
"There's a Ferrari outside. Please park it for me."
Lan Tianyu turned his gaze toward the dazed Jia Yong and casually tossed him the car keys.
"I…"
Jia Yong instinctively caught the keys.
He was about to refuse.
But the moment he met Qian Laiye's sharp gaze—full of warning—he froze.
The message was clear.
Refuse, and you can forget about keeping your job.
Jia Yong swallowed hard, forcing the words back down his throat.
His face turned red with humiliation before he finally squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
"Director Lan… please rest assured. I'll park the car properly for you."
Only then did Qian Laiye withdraw his gaze.
His flattering smile returned as he eagerly led the way.
"Director Lan, please follow me. Your office is this way."
"Alright."
Lan Tianyu nodded lightly and followed him.
Watching the two men walk away, Jia Yong finally let out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He lowered his head and stared at the Ferrari key in his hand.
To him, it felt like holding a piece of red-hot iron—both humiliating and unbearable.
"Damn it…"
He spat on the ground and cursed quietly.
"I'm the dean of discipline, yet now I've become someone's parking attendant. So what if he's rich?!"
His entire body trembled with anger.
For a moment he even wanted to smash the key onto the ground and crush it under his foot.
But when he remembered Qian Laiye's threatening glare—
He lost his courage.
Gritting his teeth, he walked toward the fiery red Ferrari, each step unusually heavy.
Meanwhile—
Inside the principal's office.
Qian Laiye pushed open the heavy security door and said proudly:
"Director Lan, please take a look! This is your office!"
"I specifically had people work overtime yesterday to clean and redecorate it. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Lan Tianyu stepped inside and swept his gaze across the room.
The space was extremely large—at least a hundred square meters.
The lighting was excellent as well.
A massive floor-to-ceiling window occupied almost the entire southern wall.
Bright sunlight poured into the room without obstruction, illuminating the interior with crystal clarity.
Outside the window lay the school field and rows of green trees in the distance, creating a wide and open view.
"Look at this position—excellent lighting! And this desk, genuine redwood! This sofa…"
Qian Laiye rubbed his hands and enthusiastically introduced everything.
"Not bad."
Lan Tianyu nodded with satisfaction.
Although it couldn't compare with his family's villa, as an office the space and view were more than adequate.