"Welcome everyone to this party. The theme is to deliver milk to children in mountainous areas," the host said passionately.
Then they started to invite celebrities to come up and sing songs, which is what we call livening up the party.
Mr. Qiu only now realized that this was a charity gala.
So you are here to donate money? Why didn’t you say so earlier?
"Han Xue, is this a charity gala?" President Qiu asked doubtfully.
"Yes, Mr. Qiu, didn't you know it a long time ago? Why did you interrupt me? I thought you knew everything," Han Xue opened her big eyes and looked at Mr. Qiu tenderly.
Mr. Qiu waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
I can only blame myself for not having the patience to listen any further.
After all, he thought this was just an ordinary party where everyone would chat and drink together, wasting an entire evening.
It seems different now, different from what I thought.
It’s okay, I won’t donate anyway.
If the company can donate, I don’t mind, Mr. Qiu thought to himself.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Mr. Qiu wanted to have a midnight snack, especially fried noodles.
It’s just that this so-called high-end party was full of desserts and such, which were too greasy to eat.
Now that it’s here, there’s nothing I can do but endure it.
With the end of the star performances, the charity donation phase officially began.
Mr. Qiu did see Jia Fenghuo, Zhen Langyan and others, who are the so-called outstanding entrepreneurs, right?
However, he certainly would not say hello, after all, they did not have such a good relationship.
Mr. Qiu also tried to wake up the system, but found no response.
I originally wanted to ask if I could donate some money in the name of the company. After all, giving milk to children in the mountains is a good thing.
Haha, after all, it's the company's money and it doesn't go into his own pocket. Mr. Qiu is willing to do good things within his ability.
The host explained the rules and said that due to the special nature of the project aid, donations in the name of companies would not be accepted this time, only donations in the name of individuals would be accepted.
When Mr. Qiu heard this, he knew it was none of his business and there was nothing he could do.
I only have about one million yuan. If I donate it, will I be left starving?
I had originally been planning to see if I could use the company’s money to make a donation, but now it’s no longer necessary. This method simply cannot be used.
Well, I'll just be a spectator this time. No donation is required anyway.
But Mr. Qiu found something wrong. The host called out names and asked the person he called to say how much money he had donated in his personal name. Many people at the tables in front were called, without exception.
What are you doing? Are you guys teaming up to cheat me out of my money?
I have to say, Mr. Qiu was really panicked.
You know, this one million was hard-earned and I haven't spent it yet, so how can I donate it?
Mr. Qiu suddenly wanted to find a toilet and sneaked away.
Because this is too dangerous. Obviously, the quotes from the people in front of me all start at one million, but I only have one million.
What to do, what to do.
Mr. Qiu was indeed very scared because this was his own money.
It cannot be donated for no reason.
Mr. Qiu stood up slightly, and the person at the table in front just called Zhen Langyan, who also stood up.
He also looked at Mr. Qiu and said, "I will donate 2 million to provide nutrition for children in mountainous areas."
"I wonder how much Mr. Qiu donated," Zhen Langyan's eyes were full of provocation.
Since being suppressed by Mr. Qiu, his company has become notorious. Many people don't come to apply for jobs in his company. It has also gained a bad reputation and people say that normal workers should not go there.
Of course Zhen Langyan was angry and now he was thinking about revenge.
Mr. Qiu was suddenly yelled at like this. This is too outrageous. Brother, can we just curse each other in private and not in public?
The host also knows how to adjust the atmosphere. After all, if everyone cheers together, the amount of donations will increase, bringing more warmth to the children in the mountainous areas, and the scene will become more interesting.
Many times, people in the business world are very good at acting. The host even thought that the two of them did it on purpose, so he had to cooperate.
The host learned Mr. Qiu’s name from the headset, called his name, and asked how much he would donate.
Mr. Qiu is in a dilemma. What the hell is this? Are they forcing me to donate money?
After a quick glance, everyone was looking at me.
Zhen Langyan was glaring at himself and also laughing at him.
"Mr. Qiu, I heard that you have done a lot of good things and are very keen on helping groups in need."
"Why, when it comes to the actual donation, you don't take decisive action? Were you just pretending before?"
Of course, Mr. Qiu is not so easily angered. This kind of provocation is completely useless to him.
But at this time, Mr. Qiu didn’t know what to say. If he didn’t donate, the situation would be a bit awkward.
If you are being bullied by others, then donate, but don’t donate too much. It’s other people’s business whether they donate more or less.
I don’t have that much money, and the system won’t compensate me at all, so I still have to spend my own money.
Just as Mr. Qiu was thinking, Han Xue suddenly stood up and said something that made Mr. Qiu feel extremely painful.
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