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This fucking scenario is making it impossible for me to step down gracefully... Fan Yuancheng's face looked particularly unsightly.

He now wanted to save face but also didn't want to lose out, so he forced a stiff smile and said, "Brother, how about I decide how much to donate after you've set it up? Besides, there are many charity programs, I need to decide how to donate based on the project."

"Setting it up is just a matter of time, or else I wouldn't have brought it up. As for the projects, my main donations are for serious illnesses and education."

Shen Yuan smirked at Fan Yuancheng, "But if you don't want to donate, you don't have to. There's no need to put it so delicately."

This fucking... Fan Yuancheng thought it over, gritted his teeth, and said, "Since that's the case, I'll start with a donation of 100,000, and I'll consider giving more later depending on the situation."

Shen Yuan smiled, then let go of his hand and sat down, "Then I'll thank you on behalf of the foundation in advance."

In fact, Shen Yuan had no ill will towards him; he was just thinking that since you're spending money on wining and dining anyway, rather than paying lip service, it's better to genuinely do some charity.

This is called robbing the rich to help the poor.

Although not directly transferring the money, everyone at the table heard it, and unless Fan Yuancheng didn't want to mix in this circle anymore, he would definitely donate.

After sitting down, Fan Yuancheng just felt his heart throb painfully—this was 100,000 yuan, his monthly allowance!

Damn it... Fan Yuancheng had no place to reason about it, and most importantly, after this 100,000 yuan donation, compared to Li Yuhang's earlier 500,000, it made him seem all too stingy.

Meanwhile, Zhou Peiwei happily swung her legs from her seat, enjoying the drama unfolding.

Shen Yuan, the Twisted-Mouth Dragon King, showing off live... Hehe.

Zhou Peiwei discreetly gave a thumbs up, "Impressive, impressive."

"Do you want to donate something?"

Shen Yuan breathed near her mouth.

Zhou Peiwei's eyes curved with a smile, "Sure, I can donate."

"How much do you plan on donating?"

"Me?..."
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Zhou Peiwei pouted and thought for a moment, "I'll donate 300,000."

"Wow, little rich lady."

"That's the New Year's money I've saved up, and I still have some of my allowance from the last two months left."

"Donating all of it?"

"Hehe, supporting charitable causes, but you're sure it's for real charity work, right?"

"Of course, it's for real charity."

Shen Yuan first nudged Zhou Peiwei's shoulder with his, and then his left leg gently brushed against her right leg.

Though it was a light touch, Shen Yuan could still feel the softness of Zhou Peiwei's body... Such a girl must be very resilient to the touch, right?

Shen Yuan quietly thought to himself.

Zhou Peiwei raised her pink fist and warned, "Don't take advantage of me."

"This is to thank those in need of help in advance on their behalf."

"Ptui!"

To the right, Luo Bingying felt that the two's actions were too intimate, so she gave a "cough," prompting Zhou Peiwei to put some distance between herself and Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan then raised his head, looked around at everyone seated, and offered, "If anyone is interested, you can also support charity. I'm putting in an initial fund of 20 million yuan personally, but of course, everyone should donate within their means."

20 million... my god!

Everyone's scalp tingled; they had previously underestimated the situation, thinking Shen Yuan might have put in a few million, but his initial fund turned out to be 20 million.

However, by donating so much, you're making us look foolish!

And everyone was here for a birthday party, just to eat, drink, and have fun—nobody said anything about a donation segment, right?

"Li Yuhang donated 500,000, just now this brother Fan Yuancheng 200,000, Zhou Peiwei and Luo Bingying next to me each 300,000. Does anyone else want to donate?"

Hearing this, Luo Bingying was startled, then realized that Shen Yuan probably knew she didn't have the money to donate, so he spoke up for her in advance.

Once she understood, Luo Bingying couldn't help but glance at Shen Yuan. He was actually a quite considerate person and had taken her into consideration, so why did he always act so indifferent?

Now Li Yuhang got the point of Shen Yuan's intentions—it turns out he was here to rob the rich to assist the poor; taking his so-called "donation of 500,000" as a standard to get others to donate.

Support!

Li Yuhang raised his glass, "Brothers, those with money can contribute financially, and those without... um, those without can also contribute financially."

Damn, I thought you were going to say those without money could contribute in other ways...

Everyone complained inwardly but there was no helping it at this point.

Jin Kangwen took the lead, "I'll donate 100,000."

"I'll also donate 100,000."

"I'll donate 50,000."

"I'll also donate 50,000."

"..."

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