Ling Yiyi: "Huh? Teacher, you support us?"
Song He: "Why wouldn't I? Go ahead and do it boldly."
Ling Yiyi: "Then, Teacher... are you offering verbal support or actual support?"
Song He was stunned. After a moment, he realized what she meant and replied with helpless amusement, "Well, well, Ling Yiyi, you've learned to play tricks on your teacher?"
Her tactics were clearly to retreat in order to advance. She had first lied that she didn't dare do it, then presented an irresistibly mature plan to entice her teacher into encouraging her. Since he had encouraged her, begging for some practical support naturally followed. It was basically a roundabout way of acting spoiled.
Sure enough, Ling Yiyi admitted it and sent a giggling emoji along with a shy little emoticon.
Song He sighed helplessly. Who could blame him? He was a teacher who spoiled his students and had plenty of money.
"I have several hundred million in spare funds. Draw up a detailed plan and itemized quotation for me, and I'll provide financial assistance as appropriate. Don't spread things too wide at the beginning. Start by completing one tourist area, then replicate it after you succeed."
Ling Yiyi immediately replied excitedly, "Thank you, Teacher! You're the best, Teacher! Love you, Teacher! We'll kowtow to you, Teacher!"
Song He shook his head with a laugh, tossed aside his phone, and burrowed into his blankets.
The tourism project involved many aspects, so it would probably take a long time before it could officially get off the ground.
Over the next week, he planned to immerse himself in devouring mathematical papers and temporarily forget about the farmland in North Africa.
Making money through business would always come after studying. Deep down, he was still a scholar.
North Africa, Chenghuang Oasis Company's No.