Signing In For Eight Years, I Was Exposed As A Zillionaire! Chapter 317 - 317 Traffic

Chapter 317 - 317 Traffic

317 Traffic
“It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t asked Miss Liu to beg you just now, we wouldn’t have to beg Grandpa and Grandma like this! Damn it! Zhang Fuju, I’ve long disliked you! Why didn’t you take a piss and look in the mirror? You’re just a big fool. Why are you so arrogant every day?!”
“What did you say?! I’ve long disliked you, you bootlicker! I’ve lost all my face today. I can’t deal with Liu Yanran, but can’t I deal with you either!”
As he spoke, the people outside started fighting.
It was also a mess.
…
After sending these clowns away, the original elegance and calmness returned.
Amidst the laughter of a group of people, many people came to get to know Liu Yanran. Liu Yanran represented the image of the Dinglong Corporation, so she naturally revealed a friendly smile. It was completely different from the coldness just now.
The banquet began, and Liu Yanran was naturally invited to the center of the first row. After all, Liu Yanran represented Chairman Ye Xuan, so no one dared to say anything.
As a gentle music played, the lights gradually dimmed. The supervisor went on stage and began to introduce the banquet.
“Good evening, everyone. I’m the supervisor of this charity banquet, Dai Shuchuan. The purpose of this banquet is to raise funds to help the Songbai Mountain Range. The Songbai Mountain Range is 75 kilometers away from the city of Jinling. This short distance of 75 kilometers has been separated into two worlds by the continuous mountains. Songbai Village has been selected as the poorest mountain area in Jinling for seven consecutive years. At the same time, it is also a national interest to help the Fushan District…”
The supervisor of the banquet introduced the general situation of the mountain area. At the same time, some photos were played on the big screen.
Pictures of some mountainous areas were shown. In the mountainous areas where there were no roads, four or five-year-old children had to wake up barefoot every morning at three to four in the morning to go out and chop firewood. There seemed to be no young people in the village. Almost all of them were old and very young, supporting each other and living. No one knew what the “food” they ate every day was, but it looked like some black paste.
The poverty here simply overturned the understanding of everyone present.
Some sentimental young ladies from rich families even cried when they saw this and shouted for donations on the spot.
“Years of poverty have caused a large number of young and strong laborers in the mountains to leave. The problems of lonely old people and left-behind children are even more serious. However, the people in the mountains have never given up. Look, the children have eyes that yearn to learn!”
An emotional music that everyone had heard before but could not name slowly sounded in the venue.
“…Therefore, we have decided to collect donations from all walks of life and build a comprehensive school for the children in the mountains. At the same time, we will use a portion of the funds to speed up the construction of the road to the mountains. I hope that everyone can contribute a little love to the Songbai Mountain Range! Love is an eternal melody. Love is a clear spring in the mountains. Love is a ray of sunlight that illuminates the world! As long as everyone contributes a little love, the world will have a beautiful tomorrow!”
The supervisor’s tone became even stronger, and the atmosphere at the event location was pushed to the climax by the lights and music.
For a moment, the entire venue erupted in applause.
Then, people began to donate.
“Three million!”
“I’ll donate five million!”
“Two million!”
People began to donate one after another. Anyone who had donated would go on stage to make a short speech and show everyone the check. Then, they would solemnly put the check into the donation box.
At this moment, Liu Yanran could not sit still anymore.
At this moment, Liu Yanran was arranged to sit in the middle of the first row. Everyone could see her every move.
After all, she was also here on behalf of the Dinglong Corporation. It was impossible not to donate on such an occasion.
However, Ye Xuan only called her over and didn’t mention the donation. He might have forgotten.
Therefore, she did not have the money to donate now.
Liu Yanran felt very helpless and wondered if she should call Ye Xuan.
However, since her Young Master asked her to come here, he naturally had something urgent to do. It wouldn’t be good if she disturbed him.
…
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan, who had accompanied his Eighth Sister Ye Qian to shop for the entire day, finally finished his meal.
While his Eighth Sister was taking a shower, Ye Xuan quickly called the chauffeur to pick him up.
If he didn’t run now, when could he?
Ye Xuan knew that when his Eighth Sister came out, there would probably be many projects that needed him to accompany her.
When she was tired at night from shopping, she could still watch a movie. If she didn’t want to watch a movie anymore, she could let her younger brother massage his sister’s legs. While watching television, she could also get her younger brother to run errands when she was hungry and thirsty. Occasionally, she could instruct him to pour a glass of water or get a snack.
Ye Xuan recalled that a few nights ago, Ye Qian suddenly said that she wanted to dance and asked Ye Xuan to help her massage her legs.
However, it was fine if Ye Qian was a dance expert, but her entire body was very stiff.
Ye Xuan massaged her legs and had to endure her wild shrieks and howls.
On another day, Ye Qian suddenly said that she wanted to draw and brought a set of watercolor paint over, insisting that Ye Xuan be her model.
The drawing of “The Boy Who Eats an Apple” lasted the entire night. Ye Xuan’s hands were sore from holding the apple, but Ye Qian’s drawing was simply “The Alien Who Eats an Apple”. The distorted shape and strange color combination made Ye Xuan unable to bear to look at it.
Therefore, Ye Xuan quickly slipped out today and went straight to the hotel to attend the charity banquet.
Although he had slipped out, when he came out, it was rush hour. The car was blocked on the highway.
More than half an hour had passed, but the car had no intention of moving forward. Ye Xuan stared at the same telephone pole in a daze for a long time and thought to himself that he might as well go home and let his Eighth Sister play with him.
However, since he was already here, Ye Xuan could only wait.
In front of him was a dense stream of traffic that he could not see the end of. The horns around him rose and fell. There were cars everywhere. The cars drove and stopped. Some drivers saw that the front had moved ten centimeters and wanted to move with them.
In the end, they were scolded by the chauffeur in front. The chauffeur in front stuck his head out of the window and scolded the car behind him. “I only moved forward because I felt that you were too close. Why are you moving with me!”
At this moment, the chauffeur was also looking at the car in front of him in despair. The real-time road condition displayed on the GPS in the car was also filled with a congested red line.
“Young Master, we might not be able to make it in time. I don’t know how long the traffic jam will last. I’ll go down and ask. Please rest for a while,” said the chauffeur.
“Alright… Go ahead and take a look.”
The chauffeur got out of the car and walked forward to ask. Only then did he know that there had been a car accident in front and that it would take some time to clean up.
Ye Xuan was bored sitting in the car, so he looked at his cell phone.
This news immediately appeared on Weibo that there was a traffic jam on the Jinling viaduct.
“There’s an emergency in Jinling! May I ask if you’re stuck tonight?”
Unexpectedly, the traffic jam in Jinling was actually trending.
It would have been fine if he had just driven into the bridge, but Ye Xuan’s car was blocked halfway across the bridge. He was in a dilemma.
The chauffeur came back to report the situation to Ye Xuan. At this moment, Ye Xuan had already understood the traffic jam through the live-streams of various netizens.