Jiang Nansun's face turned as red as a monkey's butt from embarrassment. She pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry, I overlooked that issue."

Chen Cheng shook his head, thought for a moment, and said:

"How about this, help me spread the word among the students."

"If the students receiving financial aid feel they don't need it, or don't need that much, they can return the excess funds."

"For students who return the full amount, the fund will no longer provide aid in the next period."

"For students who return a portion, the amount of aid in the next period will be based on the actual amount accepted this period."

"The foundation will use the surplus money to support students with financial difficulties at other institutions in the following year."

Chen Cheng suddenly realized that donating money was also a hassle.

Not only did he have to supervise the implementation of the accounts, but he also had to consider the psychological acceptance of the recipients.

You give people money, and they aren't necessarily happy to take it.

No wonder many wealthy people are reluctant to donate.

They spend money and end up looking for trouble for themselves.

It's just a pile of nonsense.

In the end, it's all about human nature.

Chen Cheng's two thousand yuan monthly stipend directly pulled students who were struggling on the survival line into a comfort zone.

Then the students who originally had two thousand yuan a month for living expenses suddenly felt a sense of imbalance.

Why should that poor guy, who used to eat a single vegetable dish and a bowl of rice every meal, suddenly live better than me?

Jiang Nansun's eyes lit up, and she readily agreed, "Okay, I'll post it anonymously in a bit."

Chen Cheng shook his head, not wanting to think about this mess anymore.

The two of them walked side by side and soon reached the cafeteria.

"I want to eat stir-fry."

Leaving those words behind, Chen Cheng went straight to find a seat.

He left Jiang Nansun standing dumbfounded at the cafeteria stall; it took her a long while to snap out of it.

She muttered angrily at Chen Cheng's back, "Still wanting stir-fry? Eat yourself to death!"

She rolled her eyes. "Not a gentleman at all."

Withdrawing her gaze, Jiang Nansun still reluctantly went to the stir-fry stall.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Jiang Nansun returned carrying a tray.

Chen Cheng glanced at it: braised pork with potatoes, stir-fried beef with bitter melon, and home-style tofu.

Chen Cheng looked up at the fuming Jiang Nansun. "Just three dishes?"

Jiang Nansun felt like she was about to explode. When had she ever gone to the stall to get food herself, and even waited so long?

She gave him an angry look and turned to leave.

Chen Cheng didn't care. He looked at the tray again and noticed there were no chopsticks.

A moment later, Jiang Nansun returned with two bowls of rice and a small dish of bok choy.

She sat down opposite Chen Cheng, handed him a bowl of rice, and said fiercely:

"Eat, eat until you die."

Seeing her bristling like that, Chen Cheng was laughing hysterically inside, but on the surface, he calmly said:

"Inviting someone to dinner and there's not even soup?"

Jiang Nansun's eyes widened instantly. She kept advising herself, "Jiang Nansun, bear with it, just bear with it and it'll pass."

After several deep breaths, Jiang Nansun managed to calm herself down, stood up, and went back to the stall.

Chen Cheng watched her back with a smile, then turned back, picked up his chopsticks, and started devouring the food.

Not long after, Jiang Nansun returned with a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Seeing Chen Cheng already eating heartily, she was fuming.

She almost slammed the bowl down and left.

Chen Cheng looked up at her. "What are you standing there for? Sit down."

"Whew~"

Jiang Nansun laughed out of anger, exhaling to clear her irritation.

After sitting down, she picked up her chopsticks without a word.

After eating a few bites, she looked at Chen Cheng with interest. "Teacher Chen, have you always been this shameless?"

Hmm?

Chen Cheng frowned, chewed the food in his mouth before looking up at her, and gave a wry smile.

"How am I being shameless?"

"You!"

The corner of Jiang Nansun's mouth twitched, then she forced a smile. "Don't you think you should have waited for me to eat together?"

"Also, letting me go to the stall to order dishes alone is not a gentlemanly thing to do at all."

Chen Cheng's lips curled slightly. "You're paying back a favor in the cafeteria, so why should I be polite?"

Uh(⊙o⊙)...

Jiang Nansun was speechless. That was just an excuse I used because I wanted to eat with you, okay!!!

Although, I don't know why I wanted to eat with you either.

"Fine, you win."

Chen Cheng shrugged innocently and continued picking up food.

"You're right, at least this stir-fry is quite delicious."

"Especially this braised pork, it's fatty but not greasy, and very tender."

Seeing Chen Cheng praise the food, Jiang Nansun's expression improved a lot. She tilted her head proudly, "Of course, I wouldn't bring just anyone here to eat."

The two of them had just gotten into the rhythm, eating and chatting.

An untimely voice rang out in their ears.

"Oh, Jiang Nansun, did you get a new boyfriend?"

Both of them looked up at the source of the voice at the same time.

Seeing the speaker, Jiang Nansun's blood pressure immediately rose. She gritted her teeth, "Wang Yongzheng! What are you doing here?"

"And I haven't changed boyfriends. My boyfriend is still Zhang Anren."

"This is Teacher Chen from the School of Economics and Management."

Chen Cheng, however, could hear a hint of jealousy in Wang Yongzheng's words.

This kid has had his eye on Jiang Nansun for a long time.

Glancing behind him, there were three or four fair-skinned and beautiful girls watching.

Wang Yongzheng looked at Chen Cheng and gave an awkward smile, "Oh, I'm sorry."

"Hello, Teacher Chen."

Chen Cheng nodded slightly. "Hello~"

He didn't show any extra expression.

Jiang Nansun spoke to Wang Yongzheng again, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh~" Wang Yongzheng snapped out of it, "Well... didn't Professor Dong ask you to look for me? Why didn't you?"

Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes at him, "Because I found a better teacher."

"A better teacher?" Wang Yongzheng was stunned, "You're not talking about Zhang Anren, are you?"

When mentioning Zhang Anren, Wang Yongzheng unconsciously adopted a frivolous tone.

At Wang Yongzheng's attitude, the corner of Jiang Nansun's mouth twitched.

She replied coldly, "It's none of your business."

"You'd better go eat your food," she pointed to the four girls behind him, "Look, your juniors are still waiting."

Wang Yongzheng's mouth twitched, feeling a bit awkward. "Alright then, enjoy your meal."

After saying that, he nodded to Chen Cheng and turned to leave.

"That Wang Yongzheng is the senior I told you I don't get along with," Jiang Nansun explained to Chen Cheng after Wang Yongzheng had walked away.

Chen Cheng nodded slightly and blinked. "Oh, I would've forgotten if he hadn't mentioned it."

"By the way, where's your boyfriend? Doesn't he eat with you?"

Jiang Nansun shook her head. "His teacher recently took on a bid, and he's rushing to meet the deadline. He eats takeout at the studio for lunch."

"In the afternoon, he also has an appointment to play tennis with Professor Dong's daughter."

"Oh, Professor Dong is the professor I want to study for my PhD with."

Chen Cheng was a bit speechless; Zhang Anren was really pushing himself.

He skipped meals to rush the project and even had to work on connections for Jiang Nansun.

Meanwhile, Jiang Nansun acted as if nothing was wrong and even chased away Professor Dong's prize pupil, Wang Yongzheng.

Chen Cheng shook his head speechlessly.

A smile curled on his lips. "You asked me to eat and insisted on the cafeteria; I thought I'd get to meet your boyfriend."

Jiang Nansun picked up some egg from the tomato soup, looked up at Chen Cheng, and her eyes darted around. "Do you have plans this afternoon?"