I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 Seeing Zhang Jue nodded, Principal Bai was relieved.

　　 Everyone laughed.

　　 Zhang Jue agreed to make a donation, this matter is half, but the matter is not over yet.

　　 It’s okay to donate, but how much to donate is another question.

　　 Everyone turned their eyes to Leshan again.

　　 Leshan smiled slightly and said to the lady of etiquette: "Excuse me, can you help me count, how much did those colleagues just donate?"

　　 Miss Etiquette was stunned, and Principal Bai coughed slightly before she came back to her senses: "Wait a moment, I will count it right away."

　　 The atmosphere at the scene became tense again, and everyone was guessing what Leshan wanted to do.

　　 Three minutes later, the lady of etiquette said: "Hello, just now, the alumni donated a total of 2.335 million yuan."

　　 "Okay, thank you." Leshan said politely, and then he wrote the number 233.5 in the donation column of the fundraising book-the unit is naturally ten thousand yuan.

　　 "Wow——"

　　 After Leshan finished writing, the audience burst into applause.

　　 In the absence of disasters and epidemics, Sirui Group donated more than two million yuan to Jiangzhou University in one lump sum. This is already a pretty good result.

　　 Principal Bai breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he could finally explain to the teachers and students of the school.

"Wait a moment!"

　　 At this moment, Zhang Jue's voice sounded.

　　 The eyes of the audience were attracted by him again.

　　 Yang Xue tried to hold his hand, but was a step late.

　　 He strode towards the lady of etiquette and took from her the fund-raising book that Leshan had just handed over—to be precise, he snatched it.

　　 He faced Leshan and pointed to the column of donation amount.

　　 "Le President, here, did you make a mistake."

　　 No one knew what he wanted to do, but no one dared to interrupt him.

　　 But his attitude doesn't seem to be very good. Is it because he thinks he donated too much and wants to regret it?

　　In the scene, only Leshan probably guessed what Zhang Jue was thinking.

　　 "Oh, it's not a mistake." Zhang Jue took his finger away. "It turns out that I was wrong. It was a fly, I am ashamed."

　　 Zhang Jue returned the fund-raising book to Miss Etiquette.

　　 Then he walked off the stage quickly, took Yang Xue's hand and walked out.

　　His speed is very fast, he left the hotel lobby in three steps and two steps, disappearing into the sight of everyone.

　　 That anxious look, it was as if he had eaten the Bawang meal without paying him.

　　 Everyone at the scene was at a loss, and they were totally confused about why he made such a show.

　　 Just when everyone felt strange to Zhang Jue's weird behavior, Miss Etiquette suddenly called.

　　 Principal Bai frowned, saying that the people in the hotel were too unreliable, but when he turned around, he was also stunned by the sight in front of him.

　　 "Principal Bai, what's the matter with you?" Vice Principal Zhang followed his gaze and turned into the same state.

　　 After waiting for the guests present to discover the abnormality one by one, they dropped their jaws.

　　 It turned out that after the fundraising book was in the hands of Zhang Jue, one point was erased—yes, the decimal point.

　　 The original donation amount was 2.335 million, but it suddenly became 23.35 million.

　　 has doubled ten times.

　　 The numbers in the fundraising book are not simple numbers, they are all real money, and they can’t be filled in randomly.

　　 This is not too much to watch the excitement.

　　 No wonder he is running away.

　　 Principal Bai laughed awkwardly, and said to Leshan: "Consultant Zhang can really make a joke."

　　 "No." Le Shan shook his head, he maintained his gentlemanly demeanor from beginning to end.

　　 "Since the amount was changed by Mr. Zhang Jue, then I agree to it. This point will not change—"

　　 Listening to Leshan's words, all the people present were boiling.

　　 20 million donations, what kind of concept is this?

　　 That Zhang Jue actually said to change it, and this Leshan actually agreed to it?

　　 In their eyes, isn't it counted as money?

　　 Several representatives of poor students cried with joy and hugged each other.

　　 After everyone had finished cheering, Leshan continued: "Money can be donated, but I have a small condition. I hope Principal Bai can agree."

　　 Hearing Leshan agreed to donate, Principal Bai’s eyes were shining, let alone a small condition, even if he was asked to take a striptease, he was obliged to do it!

　　 However, Leshan is not Zhang Jue after all, so I can't think of such a detrimental trick.

He slowly said: "With the total donation of 23.35 million yuan, Sirui Group still only counted 2.335 million, and the remaining 21.015 million yuan was raised from Jiangzhou University in the name of Mr. Zhang Jue, and a special foundation was established for rewards. Those poor students who are both excellent in character and academics."

　　 Leshan’s request was nothing, and Principal Bai nodded immediately: “There’s no problem at all, then Mr. Le, what’s the name of this foundation?”

　　 Leshan thought for a while: "It's called'Shuangyu Fund'."

　　After a simple conversation, the matter is completely settled.

　　 I believe that it won’t be long before the name Zhang Jue will be left in the history of Jiangzhou University.

　　……

　　 At this moment, our classmate Zhang Jue, the founder of Shuangyu Fund, is pulling Yang Xue all the way.

During the 　　, he turned his head several times and confirmed that no one was chasing them several times before he stopped at the entrance of a milk tea shop.

　　 Yang Xue was out of breath: "You, what are you running?"

　　 Zhang Jue's stamina is much better than Yang Xue, and he still looks behind him, for fear of someone chasing him.

　　 "If I don't run, I will be entangled in debts of tens of millions of levels. When someone detains me, you won't even cry."

　　Yang Xue is unclear. Therefore, Zhang Jue confirmed his safety and said what he had done just now~www.novelmt.com~Yang Xue shook his head: "You are fooling around, so much money, I see how you end up."

　　 "What do you know." Zhang Jue said with a smile, "The person from Leshan will definitely admit it. A gentleman like him is best dealt with."

　　 "Yes, you are the most difficult to deal with." Yang Xue said helplessly.

　　 "It's good to know." Zhang Jue nodded triumphantly, and then pointed to the milk tea shop next to him, "I was too eager to eat just now, I was choking, please give me a cup of milk tea."

　　 Yang Xue said: "Under normal circumstances, shouldn't boys invite girls to drink?"

　　 "I don't have any money." Zhang Jue was justified.

　　……

　　 Just when the two were hypocritical about someone asking for milk tea, at the cafe across the street, two people who couldn't see clearly were looking at them condescendingly from the window.

　　 The young man in a white suit took a sip of coffee and had a lot of time to spare.

　　 "He is Zhang Jue?"

　　His servant replied: "Yes, according to the news sent back by the snake, it is that he broke our plan."

　　 "It's a funny person." The young man smiled.

　　 "Would you like me to inform Luck——"

　　 "No need." The young man interrupted him. "Since the other party can survive Mr. Huai's self-detonation, it proves that ordinary lethal weapons are useless to him. You let Rack snipe him, not only wasted a bullet, but also aroused the other's vigilance."

　　 The servant frowned and said, "Then what shall we do? Let him go?"

　　 "Of course not." The man in the white suit sneered, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

　　 "The person who opposes us, not only can't let him go, but also makes him uncomfortable-but to deal with such a difficult person, the first task is to figure out the ability of the other party, and then... one blow will kill!"