Chapter 797 The shock brought by the donation of ten million US dollars
Xiang Yang is not interested in money?
Nicholas Bos almost couldn't help but roll his eyes at Xiang Yang.
You have a stake!
You can also invest!
The salary of a CEO like me is not enough in your eyes, right?
Believe it or not, I picked up the red wine on the dining table to wake you up?
To be honest, even though he already knew that Xiang Yang had obtained the H51 shares, he felt uncomfortable when he heard the person in front of him say such words.
But Xiangyang looked very calm.
"Persia," Xiang Yang said with a smile on his lips: "I sincerely thank you for your help."
As he spoke, he raised his glass.
Nicholas Bos was confused for a moment, but the movements of his hands did not stop. After a crisp sound, he heard Xiang Yang explain:
"You know, I want to donate money tomorrow, you bring it The good news really relieved me a lot."
Nicholas Bos nodded slightly.
He knows that Xiang Yang will donate 10 million US dollars tomorrow.
The guide dog training center was originally established with donations from Van Cleef & Arpels and Hermès. As one of the founders, Xiang Yang made a donation, which he considered to be a perfectly normal behavior.
But he deliberately mentioned it at the moment
"Xiang, I will discuss it with the company tonight." Nicholas Bos said softly.
The two companies originally paid 100 million each, but as the project progresses, Hermès will also make additional contributions at tomorrow's event.
Van Cleef & Arpels will also make an additional donation.
This was agreed upon between the two parties.
But what he had overlooked before was Xiangyang’s donation.
If you count it out, it is obviously better than Van Cleef & Arpels.
Because Xiangyang is also a Hermès person.
What is the difference between donating to him and donating to Hermès?
From a brand perspective, there is no difference.
"Well, it turns out that when you said you were not interested in money, you were referring to this." Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Nicholas Bos considered it noncommittally.
I want to use his identity for publicity, but just giving him money won’t work.
There is still a sound.
If you think about it carefully, the guide dog training center has received more funds, and Van Cleef & Arpels' brand charity construction can also get more positive feedback from society and reduce taxes.
As for Xiangyang
"Then I'm here to say thank you to these people who need help." Xiangyang, who had not finished drinking the glass of wine after clinking it three times, picked up the glass again, drank it all and said: " Please pay more attention.”
“Xiang, you’re welcome.” Nicholas Bos quickly picked up the wine glass.
Besides, Bea Shaffer listened attentively.
She really didn't expect that Xiang Yang would put so much thought into this matter.
After dinner was over and Nicholas Bos and others were sent back to the room, she followed Xiang Yang and asked:
"Boss, in fact, if you say anything, he will definitely take out the money."
Xiang Yang shrugged, turned around, looked at Bea Shaffer with a smile and asked with a smile: "Really? How did you know?"
"Huh? "Bea Shaffer was a little surprised.
Isn’t this obvious?
If their red wine brand wants to enter the Chinese market, they should spend more money to promote the brand.
Besides, she didn’t think that with Xiangyang’s current influence, Nicholas Bos would say “no” to this little money.
Xiang Yang’s face is worth more than a few million euros.
Hearing her analysis, Xiang Yang nodded.
This is true.
But
Xiang Yang sighed and shook his head at Bei Shaffer. After all, he was still young.
Seeing this, Bea Shaffer was stunned.
No, if you think my analysis is wrong, just shake your head and forget it. Why are you sighing?
With this look
The next day, it was still dark.
After attending the closing banquet, Liu Qianqian was woken up by the alarm clock.
After touching her side and finding no one around, she remembered that the alarm was set to wake her up early and rush to Shanghai to meet Xiangyang.
After ringing back and forth several times, she got out of the warm bed.
A moment
No, it was about fifteen minutes later, after she washed herself and changed her clothes, she walked out of the room.
First I came to the stairs and looked at the living room below.
Finding that Zhao Xin was having breakfast with her mother Liu Xiaoli, and her luggage had been placed at the door, she tiptoed to her mother's room.
Maybe it’s because it’s too early.
The two little ones slept peacefully.
As she walked over, she leaned down and looked at the two sleeping babies with the help of a few rays of gray sunlight streaming in from the window.
Long eyelashes, small nose, round and tender little face~
Can’t help but.
Gently reach out and pinch it , Liu Qianqian said softly: "Xinxin~Yinyin~ must be obedient at home and wait for mother to come back."
"By the way, catch your father who doesn't know how to go home."
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As soon as Xiang Yang was mentioned, Liu Qianqian became angry when she got up.
"Sissi, hurry up and come down for dinner." She was just trying to teach the two little guys all about her father in case they went their own old ways in the future, when Liu Xiaoli's voice came from below Come up.
"Sleep well~Don't play around with JoJo." Liu Qianqian looked at the two children again unwillingly.
I’m so envious.
She also wants to sleep in.
"Are everything ready?" Liu Xiaoli asked when she saw her daughter walking downstairs.
Facing her mother who was defending Xiang Yang, Liu Qianqian softly said "hmm" and sat on the chair. Before she could pick up the porridge spoon, she couldn't help but yawn.
As long as it’s not for filming.
Getting up early is the most painful thing.
“Get on the plane and catch up on your sleep.” Liu Xiaoli also felt sorry for her daughter.
"Forget it, just 2 hours." Liu Qianqian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers and said casually.
The flight from Beijing to Shanghai does not take as long as the flight from the road to the airport.
This time, she and Little John took a civil aviation flight to Shanghai.
There is no comfortable big bed to lie on.
Of course, Xiangyang cannot be blamed for this.
When he returned to China this time, he took Galeries Lafayette's private jet, not the one arranged for him by Hermès.
Besides, aircraft also need maintenance.
"Sissi, remember not to be too arrogant when facing the media, do you hear me?" Liu Xiaoli looked at her daughter deeply and warned her.
It is not impossible to say that there are no entertainment people in China who are truly committed to charity.
But there are quite a few people holding this banner.
The daughter and son-in-law's generous spending this time will inevitably be planned or targeted by interested people.
As for the two of them donating money, she has no objection.
"Don't worry, Mom." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips, and after taking a few mouthfuls of porridge, she suddenly raised her head, looked at her mother and asked:
"By the way, Mom, what you said last time How's the matter with the bodyguard?"
"Still looking for it." Liu Xiaoli also thought of it.
It's just that it's not as easy as she thought.
It is not difficult to spend money to find a security company.
The key point is that this person should be reliable and honest.
"Hehe~" Zhao Xin suddenly raised his arm, smiled and said: "I have been working out recently, I will protect Sister Qianqian."
"Okay, okay, Then eat more and you will be stronger.”
Liu Xiaoli laughed. As for Zhao Xin's thin arms and legs, she should protect herself. "You two should have a good meal quickly. Don't let little John wait too long. By the way, he goes to Shanghai, what about little JoJo?"
"My dad took a leave of absence to take care of him." Liu Qianqian said casually.
Of course she was talking about Dad.
Even though it was just such a simple sentence, if Lao Xiang heard it, he would probably laugh his teeth out.
“I didn’t realize it, but my in-laws quite like little JoJo.” Liu Xiaoli muttered, guessing it’s because he’s a boy.
"It's Xiao Anzi~"
Liu Qianqian first corrected and then started to explain.
Actually, Lao Xiang didn’t want to take care of little JoJo at all, but he couldn’t bear the fact that little John stayed at Xiangyang’s house these days.
It’s like he can’t afford to stay in a hotel.
He was so shameless that Lao Xiang couldn't open his mouth, so he had to take two days off.
As for what trick Little John used, Liu Qianqian didn't know.
Anyway, when talking about this matter yesterday, Little John's lips were very proud.
Liu Qianqian is having breakfast here.
Xiangshan, in the courtyard, Lao Xiang and Little John were also having breakfast.
"Uncle, lend me your car and fill it up with gas." Little John, who was about to finish his meal and was about to set off, raised his hand towards Lao Xiang with a playful smile. "Remember to add something good." Lao Xiang took out the key without saying a word.
Eating people is the shortest, taking people is the shortest.
This little foreigner got up before dawn and went to the breakfast stall below to buy some breakfast. He was really taken advantage of.
"I know." Little John smiled.
"Get out of here after you finish eating. You won't let me live in peace even if you leave." Looking at his appearance, Lao Xiang didn't give him any face.
He couldn't take enough care of his own granddaughter, so he became a grandfather to a cheap little foreigner.
Even though the little guy is chubby and cute, he still feels unhappy.
Naihe
This foreigner is so bad.
Originally, I had accepted that Little John was my son’s best friend. Every time I came to the capital, I loved to go to his house to eat, drink and stay.
But in the past two days, the relationship between the two has returned to its original state.
The reason is simple. Little John would always use his mobile phone to show him photos of little JoJo playing with Mu Xin and her bosom friend.
Caught with little hands
Bah!
Claws!
How dare you sleep between our two granddaughters?
I stewed you!
"I'm leaving, An'an is yours."
Looking at his drooped face, Little John grabbed the car keys and started to get up without paying any attention. He still used them before leaving. The Chinese with his legs crossed smiled and said:
“Come back and bring a gift.”
"No need, there is nothing good in Shanghai."
Lao Xiang wished that he would disappear from his eyes soon. As for gifts or not, why waste the money on them?
If you have money, you might as well hire a nanny for your son.
I don’t know why this child’s mother is so caring.
He was muttering blindly at the dining table. Little John had already stepped out of the door of Xiangyang's house. As soon as he came out, he met an acquaintance who had climbed the mountain with them.
"Hey, Little John, are you going out so early?" The foreigner from Xiangyang's family was also very familiar to the neighbors.
"Go to Shanghai."
Little John was stunned to understand, and said with a smile, "Have you eaten?"
"Haha, eat, eat. "
The person who said hello responded, and the person traveling with him also reminded: "Drive slower"
"Hehe."
Little John smiled as if he understood, and got in the car directly.
Seat belt, start
He glanced at the fuel tank and was stunned.
A few minutes later, Little John appeared at the gas station at the foot of the mountain driving the black Passat that Liu Qianqian bought for her father-in-law.
He parked the car skillfully, pulled down the window, and Little John stuck his head out.
Little John has become accustomed to the gas station staff looking at him, a foreigner, strangely.
Throwing out a hundred-dollar bill, Little John smiled.
"Trouble, cheap, add 100"
Top up?
Add good?
What are you thinking about?
My wealth and life have been given to your son, how can I have the money to cheer you up?
Just this 100, it was from my red envelope from filming.
After sending the money to Xiangyang, Little John made up his mind to earn back the interest at his friend's house.
Otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable.
But how to fill up Lao Xiang's car with gas? He is smart and has a solution.
As we approached the airport, we saw a gas station logo on the sign, so Little John drove over without bothering.
After stopping at the door, he called Liu Qianqian directly.
"Liu, are you on your way here? I was driving your father's car and forgot to refuel."
"Well, I didn't bring any money. They don't understand English and I can't communicate with them."
"Come quickly, there are a lot of cars here."
On the way here, When she received Little John's call, Liu Qianqian thought that this guy couldn't wait to rush her after arriving at the airport.
Unexpectedly, the car was out of gas.
I am speechless
"I remember, Brother Yang bought a lot of gas cards from Mr. Han last time." Zhao Xin, who was in charge of driving, said doubtfully.
"I guess he doesn't know how to use it." It wasn't that Liu Qianqian was simplistic, but that Little John muttered a lot on the phone, which made her a little confused.
"How far are we?" she asked.
“There are still about 5 minutes.”
Zhao Xin didn’t think much about it.
As she spoke, she speeded up a little.
"Isn't it done?" Little John parked in front of the gas station, his face full of self-satisfaction.
While sighing that Liu Qianqian was easier to talk to, she muttered:
“I knew it earlier, just adding 50 would be enough.”
After a while, with a loudspeaker from behind, I remembered , he looked in the rearview mirror and saw Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin.
"Liu, you're finally here." Little John greeted cheerfully after getting off the car.
Liu Qianqian, who pulled down the window, asked: "Why don't you use your company's car?"
"Uncle's car is comfortable to drive." Little John seemed to have already thought about this problem. Just be prepared.
But he really didn’t lie.
It’s comfortable to be at Xiangyang’s house.
Don't look at Lao Xiang's nose that is not his nose and his eyes that are not eyes sometimes, but he still chats with him and takes him out to eat delicious food.
Well, I don’t need his AA when I go out to play.
"Go and cheer up." Liu Qianqian took out a few hundred-dollar bills from her wallet and handed them over.
There is no way she can go down.
Looking into the gas station, Little John was indeed telling the truth. There were many cars lining up to refuel, and it was inconvenient for her to follow them.
"Okay, thanks." Little John took the money without any shame.
Back in the car, I counted, 600.
Little John first dragged three pieces into his wallet before starting the car.
"Add 250 thank you"
While waiting, he did not have any time to spare. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time and found that there was still plenty of time, so he began to think about what time to wait. Buy some gifts for Lao Xiang and Lao Zhao at the airport.
As for who pays, is there any need to say?
He even said that he didn’t bring his wallet.
Does Liu Qianqian still have to worry about buying some gifts for his parents-in-law?
“My brain is really amazing~”
I am proud of myself.
There was a "ding" sound, and a message came from the email on the phone.
Seeing that it was just a carbon copy of himself, Little John didn’t want to open it at first.
But just as he was about to put away his phone, he frowned.
@向阳@BI·Xiafu? ? ?
What email is this.
"Thousands and millions of them!!!"
What about the introduction to the activities of the guide dog activity center? Thank you Hermès craftsmen for making nameplates for the dogs, and the consultation is open to all The company is soliciting the names of the second batch of guide dogs. These things flashed through Little John's eyes.
But the amount of donation shocked him!
Hermès’ second additional donation of 10 million euros is nothing.
But the point is.
Regarding personal donations, the number behind Xiang Yang's name was so small that he was shocked - 10,000,000 US dollars!
A whole, ten million dollars!
“To!!!”
“Where do you get so much money!!!”
(End of this chapter)