freenovelworld Chapter 31 The Largest Single Individual Donation in History
Chapter 31 The Largest Single Individual Donation in History
Chapter Thirty-One: The Largest Single Individual Donation in History
In the corner, everyone was waiting for Yue Yirou to donate, unaware of the figure walking in through the door.
Soon after Yue Xintong made the donation, a sweet voice came over the loudspeaker: "We sincerely thank Ms. Yue Xintong for her generous donation of 100,000 yuan to public welfare and charity."
One hundred thousand yuan isn't a lot at a charity gala like this, but it's still a respectable amount.
Yue Yirou stood there, clutching her handbag, feeling somewhat lost. When she arrived, she was only thinking about how to persuade Madam Zhao and forgot to borrow some money from Zou Qian.
She had just graduated from school and didn't have a credit card yet, and the few crumpled bills she had were simply not presentable.
Not everyone who attends this kind of charity gala will donate, but those who do donate will all donate huge sums.
If she donated that little bit of money, people would laugh their heads off, and it might even become tomorrow's entertainment headline in S City.
"Yue Yirou, didn't you come here for charity? Why don't you show your love through your actions?" Yue Xintong urged.
Yue Yirou stood still.
"What? You didn't prepare any money or you're reluctant to spend it? I think you're not here for charity at all, but to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy."
"No, I will donate."
Yue Yirou gritted her teeth, opened her handbag, and took out her phone to make a call.
She dialed Zou Qian's number first, intending to ask him to transfer some money to her bank card, which had zero balance.
To her surprise, Zou Qian's phone was unreachable; she tried calling several times, but the call failed each time.
Tingyun was unaware that she had come to plead with Madam Zhao on behalf of Zou Qian. She hadn't planned to tell him, wanting him to focus on recovering, but now she had no choice but to call him.
People around her started whispering, but Yue Yirou didn't care because she knew that Tingyun would definitely send her money, and soon she would be able to give Yue Xintong a good slap in the face.
But after dialing Lu Tingyun's number, Yue Yirou felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of ice water, her whole body chilled to the bone.
The phone is off... Tingyun's phone is actually off...
How could this be?
Zou Qian's phone was unreachable, and Tingyun's phone was switched off. What a coincidence!
Was she just incredibly unlucky?
How to do?
Who else can she borrow money from?
Seeing this, Yue Xintong knew that Yue Yirou couldn't afford to donate money, and she mocked, "Yue Yirou, why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror? Who gave you the courage to enter the Royal Villa? Who gave you the confidence to curry favor with Madam Zhao?"
"I didn't want to curry favor with Madam Zhao, no..."
Yue Yirou shook her head, glancing at Yue Xintong and then at Madam Zhao, who remained dignified as she sat on the sofa.
She didn't want Madam Zhao to misunderstand her; she still needed her help.
"How shameless! It's one thing to attend a charity gala and not donate, but to do it all is to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy. It's an insult to this charity gala."
"Exactly, shameless. Now it seems that she was dressed so conservatively because she slept with a man last night to get the invitation and left some shameful marks on her body. A woman like that is a disgrace to the women of S City."
"Even if you have to wear something conservative, don't wear something so cheap. You're dressed so shabbily, how dare you come to the Royal Villa to attend a charity gala?"
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The whispers and pointing fingers around her made Yue Yirou wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Why did things become like this?
She came to plead with Madam Zhao on behalf of Wan Ting, but now, Madam Zhao doesn't even bother to look at her.
She didn't even get to say a complete sentence to Madam Zhao before her chance was completely gone.
Not only did she fail to help Tingyun, she also suffered ridicule from everyone.
She really didn't come here to curry favor with the powerful, and her invitation wasn't something she got by sleeping with men. Why do they criticize and insult her without even finding out the facts?
Yue Yirou stood alone in the crowd, her face pale and her body trembling slightly. She looked around at the unfamiliar faces with a blank and helpless expression, listening to the accusations and insults coming from their mouths.
Just as she was about to crouch down and cover her head to escape all of this, the sweet female voice came over the loudspeaker again: "We sincerely thank Ms. Yue Yirou for her generous donation of one billion yuan to public welfare and charity."
One billion yuan?
Was it donated by Yue Yirou?
Because the amount was so large, the broadcast was repeated three times.
Everyone present clearly heard the number one billion and the name Yue Yirou.
The entire room fell silent, then erupted in uproar a few seconds later!
The people surrounding Yue Yirou, including Yue Xintong, all stared at her in disbelief. Those who didn't recognize Yue Yirou asked each other who she was, saying they had never heard of her before and were amazed by her wealth and generosity, donating a billion yuan at once.
Yue Yirou was also stunned, but she quickly came to her senses. She knew very well that the money was not donated by her; it must be someone with the same name as her.
She wanted to take advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned to leave, but after taking only two steps, an old and gentle voice came through the crowd: "Miss Yi Rou, please wait."
Upon hearing her name, she subconsciously stopped in her tracks, but then she realized that the person calling her name shouldn't be Yue Yirou. Just as she was about to continue walking, she saw Mr. Xu Qingping, the organizer, walking towards her with several subordinates from the crowd. His smiling face and kind, grateful gaze lingered on her.
Yue Yirou was stunned, something flashing through her mind.
No...no way, that's impossible, how could it be?
Xu Qingping had already walked up to Yue Yirou and bowed to express his gratitude: "Ms. Yue, hello! I am Xu Qingping from the Xu Group and also the organizer of this charity gala. Thank you very much for your strong support of this public welfare event. Thank you for your kindness. Your donation of one billion yuan is the largest single personal donation in the history of public welfare and charity in S City..."
Yue Yirou couldn't hear what Xu Qingping said after that. He was the organizer of this charity gala, so there was no way he could be wrong. She had donated the 1 billion yuan!
Who donated in her name?
Tingyun?
At that moment, a sweet female voice came over the loudspeaker again: "We sincerely thank Mr. Yan Ye for his generous donation of 100 million yuan to public welfare and charity."
If it weren't for Yue Yirou's 1 billion donation, Yan Ye's 100 million would have caused a sensation. It's just that he was a little late in donating. After the broadcast, everyone was still immersed in Yue Yirou's huge donation of 1 billion, and no one paid any attention to Yan Ye's 100 million.
Only Yue Yirou, only she, felt a jolt in her heart upon hearing the name Yan Ye.
Severe night, severe night, severe night...
After a few seconds of stunned silence, she suddenly felt an incredibly intense gaze and looked up to meet a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
Yue Yirou's face turned completely pale in an instant.
The wicked man, dressed in a well-tailored suit, sat languidly on a single sofa in the opposite corner, his legs crossed elegantly, staring intently at her.
After meeting Yue Yirou's gaze, Yan Ye gave her a captivating and ambiguous smile, and even blew her a flirtatious kiss!