It turned out the principal had guessed right. This really was money donated by Wang Ye.
It was not that anyone looked down on the school. Although it had always claimed to have "a century of history" and produced countless students,
when it came to financial resources, Wang Ye, who had graduated only two or three years ago, probably had no "rivals."
Perhaps some older alumni could also afford to donate ten million US dollars, but that would be rather financially draining for them. They definitely would not be as relaxed about it as Wang Ye was.
Besides, at the end of the day, this was only a high school.
How many students who had left would still regard this place as their "alma mater" and cherish memories of it all their lives?
For most people, when they spoke of their "alma mater," they generally meant the university they had attended.
Wang Ye was simply rather "special." Not long after graduating from high school, he had suddenly risen to great heights!
What was more, although he had enrolled in university and even "attended" two universities at once...
he had barely gone to class, so he did not have particularly deep feelings for either Moscow University or People's Friendship University.
By comparison, he missed his high school more!
There was also the added sentiment of his hometown, which was why he had always wanted to do something for the school.
Although the principal had guessed correctly, Zhang Xiaoxi merely smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying it.
Instead, she said with a smile, "As for who donated the money, Principal, you needn't worry about that. The donor doesn't want the recognition.
Otherwise, he could have come to the school and donated directly. Wouldn't the school have had to hold a commendation ceremony