I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 448 - 322: I’m the One Who Made Xinyu Come_2

Chapter 448: Chapter 322: I’m the One Who Made Xinyu Come_2

It began with some perfunctory small talk before moving on to the main topic, “This afternoon, we’ve already introduced everyone to the Liya Education Development Foundation, and I’d like to thank all of you, esteemed alumni and entrepreneurs, for your outstanding contributions to the cause of education.”

“Furthermore, I would like to extend a special thanks to one alumnus who today donated the largest single amount in the foundation’s history, a full 10 million yuan!”

As he spoke, Old Tang swept his gaze around the room, curious about everyone’s reaction.

Unsurprisingly, aside from the main table, the faces around the other tables registered shock.

10 million was no small sum. It wasn’t just that those who could afford to donate such an amount were rare, but even for those who had the means, they tended to favor giving to universities, where the donations would earn them greater prestige.

Therefore, to donate so much to a high school suggested that the individual might not care as much about personal fame or corporate reputation, but was simply committing to charity for its own sake.

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Understanding this, everyone treated the matter with a newfound respect and curiosity about which alumnus had made the donation.

Ding Manman and her two companions had a bad feeling. Could it be Shen Yuan who made the donation?

They had already experienced a stark disparity in their lives today, and had just endured one of the most awkward moments of their lives. If this donation were also from Shen Yuan, they’d lose all appetite for eating.

As everyone’s gaze turned expectantly in anticipation, Old Tang smiled and announced, “He is none other than a graduate from the class of ’21, Shen Yuan!”

Hearing this unfamiliar name, everyone was taken aback in unison.

Class of ’21?

Did that mean he had graduated just three years ago?

Barely in his twenties, and he donated 10 million yuan?

Old Yu laughed heartily, “Shen Yuan, why don’t you show yourself so everyone can get to know you better?”

Shen Yuan stood up leisurely, looking around and nodding at everyone to ensure he “showed himself” sufficiently before sitting back down.

Watching Shen Yuan steal the spotlight, Ding Manman and her companions felt even more uncomfortable.

People are like that—if someone they don’t know does better than them, it wouldn’t matter much, but they had little regard for someone like Shen Yuan who had performed poorly, and they did not wish him well at all.

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Unfortunately for them, not only was Shen Yuan doing well, but he had achieved a status that made them look up to him, making their many years of effort seem like a joke.

They had worked hard for over a decade to get into prestigious universities and were still grappling with issues like “postgraduate entrance exams” and “offers,” yet Shen Yuan seemed to have reached a level of success effortlessly that they could not achieve.

The other alumni present felt the same, all somewhat taken aback. This young alumnus named Shen Yuan, barely in his twenties, had donated 10 million yuan.

Reality isn’t the internet; no one would disdain 10 million. Most of the alumni present had worked and knew how difficult making money could be.

And this wasn’t about earning 10 million, it was about donating 10 million to charity. Just think how wealthy he must be to donate such a large sum at once.

Compare that to celebrities who earn 2.08 million yuan a day, whose response to national disasters is to donate a mere few hundred thousand to show goodwill.

And this was only a high school education fund—he had donated so much, they couldn’t begin to imagine how rich Shen Yuan must be.

“First of all, on behalf of the current teachers and students of Liya, I want to thank Shen Yuan, because they will benefit from your generosity, and on behalf of the future teachers and students, because they too will benefit from your generosity….”

“The actions of all the alumni, and the actions of Shen Yuan, are having a profound impact on the educational cause in Star City, providing financial assistance to impoverished students. Everything you do is bringing positive energy to society….”

Old Tang was reaching a crescendo in his speech, but by this point, no one was interested in listening further; their focus was solely on the amount donated and the person who made the donation.

After Old Tang passionately finished his spiel, the dinner continued, though noticeably more people approached the main table to toast, acknowledging that Shen Yuan was not just a pillar of support to Wei Ming, but to everyone else as well.

In a corner table, Ding Manman whispered, “There doesn’t seem to be much more happening here, should we head back first?”

Ye Yu and Zeng Jiayao had long lost any desire to stay, especially Zeng Jiayao, who stood up immediately, saying, “Let’s go.”

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What followed was a time full of clinking glasses and frequent toasts. Shen Yuan, not wanting to get utterly drunk, casually sipped his drink, though during this time he added quite a few Weixin contacts.

As the time to leave approached, Old Tang was already bleary-eyed and slurring, but still clung to Shen Yuan’s neck, saying, “Shen Yuan, thank you once again. In the future, if there’s anything you need from the Star City educational system, just contact me.”

“Sure, Principal Tang.”

“And ah, if you or your company need the school to boost your profile, just say the word. I will do my utmost to promote you.”

“Alright.”

“And ah…”

Old Tang kept rattling on, clearly drunk. Shen Yuan gave Old Yu a significant look, and only then did he support Old Tang and help him to leave.

There were hardly any people left. Qi Xi timidly stayed by Shen Yuan’s side, speaking softly, “Chairman Shen, do you need me to arrange a designated driver?”

Shen Yuan shook his head, “No need, I’ve already called a driver.”

He himself had drunk quite a lot, not enough to be completely plastered, but still enough to make his head heavy and his feet unsteady.

“Let’s have some late-night snacks at my place later, then you can go home.”

“Mhmm, okay.”

Qi Xi nodded in agreement, as she had promised Shen Yuan earlier.

Soon both drivers arrived; Old Xiang was responsible for driving the Alphard to take Shen Yuan and the company back to the villa, while Old Lu took the Jesko home.

The view from the elevated highway was excellent, with a never-ending stream of traffic, businesses adorned with neon signs, and countless high-rise buildings.