RNP Chapter 172 Charity Gala
Chapter 172 Charity Gala
A week after the mirror incident, the Zhuo family has completely returned to its former peace.
The chill in the villa had vanished without a trace; the broken glass and mirrors had been replaced, and sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making it warm and bright.
Zhuo Nianxi's complexion is getting better day by day.
The dark circles under her eyes faded, and she returned to being that charming and bright young girl, only her personality had become much more restrained, and she was no longer as spoiled and willful as before.
She eats and sleeps on time every day and no longer needs to rely on sleeping pills.
In her spare time, she would proactively message Shen Zixuan, asking if he wanted to go to the library together, or sharing some interesting things that happened at school.
Shen Zixuan always replied instantly, and the two grew closer without realizing it.
Even Jiang Xinlan jokingly remarked that these two former bitter rivals who used to fight every time they met might become a couple.
Zhuo Hongyuan regarded Shen Yu as his savior.
He kept his word and went to the National Anti-Trafficking Charity Foundation early the next morning to donate 120 million yuan.
He also specifically requested that the foundation only list the donors in the donation disclosure and not mention his name.
But he knew in his heart that this amount of money was far from enough to repay Shen Yu for saving his life.
Over the years, he has built his business from scratch, witnessed the vicissitudes of life, and met too many so-called masters.
They are either greedy and lustful, or they pretend to be gods and ghosts.
Only Shen Yu truly regards money as dirt, possesses integrity, and is a truly worthy person to befriend.
After much deliberation, Zhuo Hongyuan made a decision.
Establish a dedicated charitable foundation named after Shen Yu and Jiang Xinlan to engage in long-term philanthropy, which will not only help others but also allow them to maintain contact with Shen Yu.
A week later, Zhuo Hongyuan visited the Jiang family again, bringing with him a plan he had meticulously prepared over three days.
This time he didn't bring any valuable gifts, only a thick stack of the foundation's bylaws and operational drafts.
"Mr. Shen, Ms. Jiang,"
Zhuo Hongyuan sat in the living room, his attitude almost humble.
"I, Zhuo Hongyuan, will never forget the life I had when you saved my daughter last time. I want to establish a charitable foundation called the 'Xinyu Charitable Foundation'."
It's specifically for helping trafficked women and children, and out-of-school children in impoverished mountainous areas. I'll provide 100 million yuan in initial funding, and I'll inject an additional 50 million yuan annually thereafter.
All of the foundation's accounts are completely open and transparent, and the whereabouts of every penny is published on the official website for public scrutiny.
He handed the proposal to Shen Yu, his fingertips trembling slightly.
"I know you don't like being in the public eye, so I'll be in charge of all the foundation's daily operations. You and Ms. Jiang only need to be honorary chairpersons. What do you two think?"
Shen Yu took the plan and flipped through a few pages.
The articles of association are written in great detail, with every step from fund supervision to project implementation clearly planned and without any loopholes, truly demonstrating a sincere commitment to charity.
He looked up at Zhuo Hongyuan and nodded:
"Sure. Charity is a good thing, I support it."
Jiang Xinlan also said with a smile:
"Mr. Zhuo is very kind. Of course we are willing to help more people if it can."
"Very good!"
Zhuo Hongyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was so excited he almost stood up.
"Then I will go back and immediately register and prepare. In half a month, I will hold a charity gala at the Beijing International Hotel to officially launch the foundation. I would be honored if you two could attend. If you can attend, the gala will raise several times more funds."
Shen Yu thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay."
With Shen Yu's approval, Zhuo Hongyuan immediately began preparing for the charity gala.
The news sent shockwaves through Beijing's high society.
Everyone knows that Zhuo Hongyuan's charity gala was a pretense; his real purpose was to provide a platform for Shen Yu.
They had long wanted to establish a relationship with Shen Yu.
Unfortunately, Shen Yu always kept to himself and didn't like going out or socializing.
For ordinary people, there are plenty of ways to meet each other if they want to, but Shen Yu is different.
With his unfathomable abilities, being the son-in-law of the wealthy Jiang family, and having military protection, they really wouldn't dare to have any thoughts about such a person.
Now that they know Shen Yu will be making an appearance at the charity gala, countless wealthy and famous people are scrambling to get an invitation, hoping to have the opportunity to meet Shen Yu.
"Mr. Zhuo, our two companies have been cooperating for so many years, please leave me a couple of invitations!"
"Old Zhuo, I'll donate five million in exchange for just one invitation, is that alright?"
"Mr. Zhuo, I work in biopharmaceuticals. From now on, I'll take care of all your company's medical needs, just give me a chance to shake hands with Mr. Shen..."
Zhuo Hongyuan's phone was ringing off the hook; he felt both smug and wistful.
Indeed, his decision to establish a charitable foundation was absolutely the right one!
Two weeks later, the Xinyu Charity Foundation's charity gala was held in the banquet hall on the top floor of the Beijing International Hotel.
One after another, limited-edition luxury cars slowly drove in. Almost all the prominent figures in Beijing were present, including the patriarchs of several long-established families who rarely made public appearances.
At 7:15 p.m., a black luxury car slowly pulled up in front of the hotel.
The car door opened, and Shen Yu stepped out first.
He was wearing a bespoke black suit, without a tie, and with the top two buttons undone, exuding a cool and aloof air.
Despite wearing the simplest of clothes, she stood out dazzlingly among the glittering crowd, as if she were enveloped in a faint halo.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xinlan also came down.
She wore a burgundy velvet gown, her long hair styled in a low bun, revealing her slender swan neck, and adorned with a pair of pearl earrings, exuding elegance, grace, and captivating beauty.
The two walked side by side down the red carpet, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Zhuo Hongyuan hurriedly came forward, his face beaming with smiles:
"Mr. Shen, Ms. Jiang, you've finally arrived. Please take your seats; the head seats have been reserved for you."
After the banquet officially began, Zhuo Hongyuan took the stage to deliver a speech, introducing the original intention of the Xinyu Charity Foundation and its assistance plan for the next three years.
Subsequently, a charity auction was held on site, and the guests generously donated. Even an ordinary painting or calligraphy work was auctioned off for over a million yuan. All of the more than 380 million yuan raised from the auction was donated to the Xinyu Charity Foundation.
Shen Yu sat at the main table the whole time, watching quietly, occasionally whispering a few words to Jiang Xinlan.
He didn't like such lively occasions, but thinking that the money could help more people, he patiently stayed.
People kept coming over with wine glasses to toast him, but Zhuo Hongyuan turned them all down, smiling and saying, "Mr. Shen doesn't drink, but we appreciate everyone's kind gesture."
Even so, some people still refused to give up and tried to strike up a conversation with Shen Yu by taking the opportunity of toasting him.
Lu Xingci was one of them.