I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 When Zhang Jue woke up, it was already evening.

　　 The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ground from the window, golden.

　　 He looked around and realized that he was lying on the sofa in the VIP room of Jiangzhou University, wearing Yang Xue's coat.

　　 He sat up and rubbed his swollen neck.

"Woke up?"

　　 Yang Xue heard a slightly surprised voice.

　　 Since Zhang Jue fell asleep because of exhaustion, she has been with Zhang Jue.

　　 Seeing that the sky was getting darker, she went to borrow a blanket. Who knows that after such a while, Zhang Jue woke up.

　　 Yang Xue poured him a glass of water.

　　 Zhang Jue drank it all, he seemed to be very thirsty.

　　 "You slow down." Yang Xue poured him another glass, "How about it, are you tired?"

　　 There is nothing hypocritical with Yang Xue, Zhang Jue nodded: "I can't talk about tiredness, just a little dizzy."

　　Using ability is a double consumption of physical and mental power. His physical power is no problem, but his mental power has not been systematically trained, which is a bit difficult.

　　Yang Xue knows that Zhang Jue is not the kind of person who is easy to show weakness. He tells her the truth, it means that he has completely trusted her.

　　 If she hadn't asked Zhang Jue to let the students finish the performance, Zhang Jue wouldn't be so tired that she would faint, and Yang Xue felt a little self-blaming in her heart.

　　 She pondered for a moment and said, "Or, I will press it for you?"

　　 Yang Xue's cheeks are reddish, and under the reflection of the setting sun, there is an indescribable beauty.

　　 Zhang Jue rarely teased her, and tilted his head: "It's okay."

　　 Zhang Jue was lying on Yang Xue's lap, his head was completely empty, without any distractions.

　　 Yang Xue put cold fingers on his temples and rubbed them gently.

　　 The surroundings are quiet and silent, it seems that time is still at this moment.

　　……

　　 Before I knew it, the sky was completely dark.

　　 A knock on the door sounded, and Vice Principal Zhang’s voice came: "Two, are you awake? The dinner is about to begin."

　　 Originally, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue did not plan to attend the dinner here, but Zhang Jue suddenly fainted and disrupted their plans.

　　 Zhang Jue replied: "Understood, you can go there first, we will be there later."

　　The charity dinner was held at the Jiangzhou Hotel opposite the school entrance.

Under the advice of President Bai and Minister Qiu, Vice President Zhang already knew what Zhang Jue meant to Jiangzhou. He was afraid that Zhang Jue would not know, and he did not dare to violate Zhang Jue’s meaning, so he could only tell them the location first. Then hurried back to return to life.

　　 Yang Xue pressed Zhang Jue for a while, and when Zhang Jue sighed with satisfaction, the two of them went downstairs and set off.

　　 The time is seven o'clock in the evening, and the lights are on.

　　 Zhang Jue and Yang Xue came to Jiangzhou Hotel.

　　 It is clear that time has passed, but the banquet does not seem to have officially started. In the hall, the invited guests gathered together in twos and threes, drinking and chatting.

　　Although it is strange, Zhang Jue, who has returned to normal, can manage so much, grabbing the little cake on the table and stuffing it into his mouth.

　　The mental exhaustion has been much better, but he is obviously more hungry than usual.

　　 "Cough, cough cough——"

　　 After all, he choked because of eating too fast.

　　 "You can't slow down." Yang Xue whispered over and over while patting him on the back.

　　 Zhang Jue drank his mouth water and said vaguely: "You don't know how hungry I am."

　　……

　　 The banquet is about to begin, and the host has placed the microphone in front of the podium.

　　 The main purpose of today’s party is to raise money for the school’s new laboratory, and second, to raise money for poor students in school.

　　 In short, it's just two words-asking for money.

　　 Zhang Jue saw that several representatives of poor students were sitting aside, quietly waiting for the subsequent process.

　　 Jiangzhou University does not require uniform dressing. They all wear their own clothes. Although they are clean, their necklines and cuffs are worn quite badly. It is indeed difficult to see.

　　 Seeing them honestly, Zhang Jue couldn't help but shook his head.

　　Students are students, too innocent-so many delicious things, you don’t know how to eat before you eat?

　　 can only say that he was fortunate not to say his thoughts, otherwise Yang Xuebai would definitely provoke him again.

　　 "Consultant Zhang, you are finally here!" Not far away, Principal Bai laughed and greeted him, with Minister Qiu and Leshan beside him.

　　 Principal Bai is actually not easy. On the one hand, he must treat Leshan well, but on the other hand he dare not neglect Zhang Jue.

　　 Several people exchanged greetings and confirmed that Zhang Jue's body was okay, and Principal Bai was relieved.

　　 The banquet is about to officially begin. According to the process, President Bai needs to take the stage to give a speech. Before leaving, he held Zhang Jue's hand.

　　 "Consultant Zhang, don't let our Jiangzhou University students down now——"

Hearing what Principal Bai said, Zhang Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that Leshan was on behalf of Sirui Group, which is the SCP Foundation, to investigate, and Leshan said, how much money to donate and whether to plan to invest in Jiangzhou City , Zhang Jue’s approval, it can be said that Zhang Jue’s attitude will affect the future of Jiangzhou University and Jiangzhou to a large extent.

　　 Principal Bai’s speech is over, and the dinner has reached the most important stage.

　　 Jiangzhou entrepreneurs who received the invitation, as well as those outstanding alumni who graduated from Jiangzhou University, began to donate to Jiangzhou University one after another.

　　 There are thirty-five thousand, one hundred and eighty thousand, and even more than one hundred and two hundred thousand.

　　 No matter how many, there will be almost no money-no one's money is brought by the wind.

　　 Tens of millions of debts are enough to drag down some small companies and break their capital chain, let alone donate them directly.

　　 Only those elementary school students who don’t know what money is, don’t think that one million is nothing at all.

Time gradually shifted back. The most donated to the school ~www.novelmt.com~ is a local enterprise in Jiangzhou-Jiangzhou Technology Co., Ltd. Their boss is a student of Jiangzhou University and has been graduating for nearly 20 years. He donated a full 1 million.

　　 Finally it was Sirui Group's turn. They were the last unit to donate. Of course, this was deliberately arranged by Principal Bai.

　　 The host handed the paper and pen to Leshan, but Leshan just smiled without any movement.

　　 Principal Bai understood what he meant, turned around and looked at Zhang Jue eagerly.

　　The people present didn't know the situation, so they all whispered.

　　 Minister Qiu explained the reason for this to a few familiar people. When everyone heard that Sirui Group’s donation had to be approved by Zhang Jue, they were all shocked.

　　At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Jue's body, and it gradually became hot.

　　 It is definitely not easy for a young man in his twenties to influence the strategic investment of a multinational group. This is no longer the effect of an ordinary position. Who is he?

　　Of course, they may never get an answer to this question.

　　 Seeing Principal Bai looking at him pitifully, Zhang Jue gulped and glanced at Yang Xue, who was always standing next to him.

　　 Yang Xue lowered her head, did not force him, let alone pray for him, but the clenched fist exposed her inner thoughts.

　　 She doesn't want to put pressure on Zhang Jue, but she also wants her alma mater and her hometown to be better.

　　 After lunch, Zhang Jue had an exchange with Leshan. Although President Bai is a smooth person, the foundation has not found any illicit information about him. He has contributed to Jiangzhou University's success to this day.

　　 Without letting everyone wait too long, Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue, then at the representatives of poor students who were standing in the corner, and nodded with a smile.