Chapter 952: Beautiful Person, Even More Beautiful Heart

"Gulp!"

Liu Wenyu's throat rolled, looking at the numbers on the check, his heartbeat kept accelerating. Bang, bang, bang, as if it were about to jump out of his throat.

If it weren't for his body always being good and not having heart disease, he would have been carried to the hospital next door by now. As for whether he could be rescued, with his current heart rate, it's really hard to say.

An Congwen said with a smile, "The donor requested to be low-key, so don't go spreading it around."

"Low-key?"

Liu Wenyu came back to his senses, somewhat puzzled. Donated twenty million, and it was US dollars, yet requested to be low-key. Then how low-key must this person be?

Thinking in his heart, his gaze looked at Tang Bei. There really are people in this world who do good deeds without leaving their names, and the person is beautiful and the heart is even more beautiful.

If this girl could be his daughter-in-law, there would be no regrets in this life.

Liu Wenyu's son is twenty-six, doesn't have much ability, but has high standards. In the past few years of matchmaking, if there wasn't a hundred, there was eighty.

Either he didn't like the girl, or the girl didn't like him. Dragging it out, a few years passed.

The son is not in a hurry, but Liu Wenyu, the father, is in a hurry. Those about the same age as him, their grandsons and granddaughters are already buying soy sauce, and he hasn't even seen a hair.

This guy is thinking about beautiful things in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face uncontrollably.

Seeing the smile on Liu Wenyu's face, everyone thought he was happy for these twenty million US dollars.

"Alright, stop giggling." Zhao Qi laughed, "Hurry up and cash the check."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Liu Wenyu nodded vigorously, and glanced at Tang Bei again, full of regret in his heart.

For such a girl to be able to take a fancy to his son, how blind must she be.

"I'm going now."

"Wait!"

Zhao Qi suddenly remembered the matter of Song Zihui. Twenty million US dollars were already in hand, if this matter wasn't handled quickly, it would really be a bit unjustifiable.

"Female dormitory, there is a Song Zihui in dormitory 408, notify logistics to change her dormitory."

In this era, students changing dormitories is not as complicated as later, with applications, filling out forms, instructor signatures, leader signatures, department seals, etc., a whole bunch of processes.

It's just a simple procedure in the logistics department, notifying the teacher, and then the dormitory manager arranges it.

"Okay!"

Liu Wenyu didn't think too much either. It's very normal for students to change dormitories. He just felt that the name Song Zihui was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

He came out of the Dean's office and saw the Supervision Department Director, Yi Li, coming out of the elevator, and waved to greet him.

"Director Yi, here to find the Dean?"

"A bit of idle business." Yi Li said a sentence, and suddenly saw the check in Liu Wenyu's hand: "Old Liu, this is..."

Liu Wenyu didn't hide it. No matter how low-key, this matter can be hidden from teachers and students, but it can't be hidden from school leaders.

"Someone donated twenty million US dollars to our Academy of Fine Arts, this is the check, the Dean asked me to go cash it immediately."

"Donated twenty million US dollars?"

Yi Li's eyes were full of disbelief. He snatched the check from Liu Wenyu's hand, looked at the numbers on it, and turned from shock to surprise, his eyes flashing.

"Old Liu, do you know who donated it?"

Liu Wenyu shook his head: "I don't know the background, but the person is in the Dean's office, she is a very beautiful woman."

"Oh?" Yi Li didn't want to give the check back to Liu Wenyu, and said with a smile, "Such a great philanthropist who supports our country's educational cause, I must meet her."

"The person is inside, you go in quickly." Liu Wenyu said, "I have to go."

"Wait!" Yi Li asked: "Did the Dean say how to use this money?"

"No!" Liu Wenyu said: "Just asked me to go to Citibank to cash the check."

"Okay, you go get busy."

Watching Liu Wenyu get into the elevator, Yi Li stood there in deep thought. Twenty million US dollars, made his heart suddenly become hot.

At this time, the door of Zhao Qi's office opened, and the laughter and talking woke Yi Li up.

"Old An, Old Zeng, you are here too."

Yi Li greeted as if he didn't know anything, and then looked at Tang Bei with great surprise.

"This is!"

"Old Yi!" Zhao Qi said with a smile: "Come, let me introduce you, this is the General Manager of RT-Mart, Tang Bei, she donated twenty million US dollars to our school."

Tang Bei hurriedly explained: "It wasn't me who donated it, it was my boss who donated it. Dean Zhao, you have to speak clearly, otherwise, if my boss finds out, he will definitely fire me."

Zhao Qi laughed loudly: "This is the Director of the School Supervision Department, Yi Li."

"Hello, hello!" Yi Li shook hands with Tang Bei, enthusiastically to the point of being excessive, "General Manager Tang, whether it was you who donated it or your boss who donated it, this is all support for the educational cause, we must be grateful."

An Congwen narrowed his eyes. He knew about Yi Li's involvement with Song Ziwen and Zhao Hongxing, but they were all school leaders. In the absence of evidence, this matter could not be told to Zhao Qi and Gu Zengquan.

A sneer appeared on Gu Zengquan's face. He had always looked down on people like Yi Li who knew nothing about the profession but were extremely good at drilling.

"General Manager Tang has things to do, let's talk if there is a chance in the future." Gu Zengquan didn't give Yi Li any face at all.

A flash of anger flashed in Yi Li's eyes, but there was a smile on his face.

"General Manager Tang manages such a large shopping mall, so naturally she is very busy. Let's go, I will also see you off."

Tang Bei saw that something was wrong from An Congwen's expression and attitude, so she suddenly became cold toward Yi Li.

"Dean Zhao, Dean An, Dean Gu, Director Yi, please stay, I can go by myself."

Zhao Qi was about to speak, but An Congwen said first: "That's fine, General Manager Tang, please go slowly, we won't see you off."

Zhao Qi frowned. Although the real god of wealth is Zhou Andong, this gift-giving fairy Tang Bei cannot be neglected either.

It's just that An Congwen played a not-so-small role in the Academy of Fine Arts being able to get this donation of twenty million US dollars, but he didn't even see her off, which made him feel that something was wrong.

"Okay!" Tang Bei said goodbye to several people, and she didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs.

Yi Li looked at An Congwen with dissatisfaction. His idea was very simple, which was to grab this gift-giving fairy Tang Bei, and then find an opportunity to get to know that god of wealth.

"Director Yi!" Zhao Qi asked, enduring the confusion in his heart: "Do you have something to find me for?"

"Nothing major." Yi Li said: "I have a relative who contracted a coal mine, so I thought that our school's coal consumption every year is not small, so I contacted him."

Saying this, this guy sighed, "I didn't even want this old face, humble and low-key, almost kneeling down, and he agreed to supply coal at the lowest market price."

"This, it's already September, so I came to discuss this matter with the Dean, when can he come over to talk and sign a contract." ===== CHAPTER 953 =====