Parents Raising Funds To Go To Jail? I Stole Money And Speculated In Stocks To Make Hundreds Of Bill

"5.37 million."

"5.38 million."

Seeing the few bids at the auction site, Zhang Yufeng rolled his eyes and muttered.

"These entrepreneurs are too stingy, they usually spend a lot of money in clubs."

Jiang Han said calmly: "After all, going to the club is for my own enjoyment, but the more than 5 million yuan is a real donation."

"However, your father is quite willing to donate the inkstone used by Qianlong."

Hearing this, Zhang Yufeng looked calm.

"My dad loves philanthropy very much. Money is something outside the body, and it is only valuable if it can help others."

Looking at her expression of reason, Jiang Han didn't say anything.

Zhang Yufeng's family background cannot understand ordinary people at all.

Donating an inkstone worth more than 5 million yuan used by an emperor is like eating and drinking water.

She didn't know how hard ordinary people often have to pay in order to survive.

"This is the last lot, don't you plan to take it?"

Zhang Yufeng looked at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han folded his arms, half-smiling.

"I think someone should want it more.

Before the words finished, Zhang Xuhao looked serious, quietly wiped his fists, and held up the sign.

"7005!"

Hearing this, many people at the scene were very surprised.

The starting price of this inkstone was already high, but Zhang Xuhao suddenly raised the price to 7 million. It seems that he is bound to win it.

Although there are many entrepreneurs at the scene, they will receive many invitations to public welfare and charity activities on weekdays, and even if they draw money, they will not catch a lot in one event.

Many people present were whispering.

"If Mr. Zhang doesn't make a name, he's already a blockbuster."

"How did I hear that Ele.me lost the battle against the Mei group, if it wasn't for Ali Baba's investment, their capital chain might be broken.

Why does Zhang Xuhao still have the time to do charity?"

"Don't you understand? Maybe he wants to change the public image of Ele.me." "380" faced the surprised or approving gazes of the crowd, Zhang Xuhao looked calm.

This is what he wants!

Recently, Ele.me has been caught in a crisis of public opinion several times. First, it was uninstalled by many users because of violating consumer privacy.

Later, he filed a lawsuit with the magnesium group and was accused of unfair competition.

After finally getting Ali Baba's investment, he was criticized by many media because of the 9.9 yuan activity of bringing juniors and juniors to open a house.

Under the strong offensive of the magnesium group, if you don't change your public image, Ele.me will suffer huge losses.

Today's charity gala is a pretty good opportunity.

After the shooting of the inkstone started, Zhang Xuhao found that Jiang Han was not moving at all, and had no intention of shooting at all.

He made a decisive move.

Although Zhang Xuhao's expression was calm, his heart was cheerful.

Spend 7 million to buy a good reputation of being enthusiastic about charity, it's worth it!

At this time, Zhang Yufeng was a little surprised to see that Zhang Xuhao raised the price of the inkstone to 7 million.

"Jiang Han, do you want to follow?"

Jiang Han waved his hand.

He really has no interest in participating in Zhang Xuhao's little tricks

The host held a small hammer on the stage and looked at everyone.

"7 million, is there anyone else who wants to shoot?"

Although this inkstone is very rare, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhang Xuhao is bound to win it, so no one will fight anymore.

"7 million once, 7 million twice, 7 million...deal! Congratulations to Mr. Zhang Xuhao!

Thank you for your generosity, please say a few words!"

The host was a little excited.

Although this inkstone is very precious, even in the history of antique auctions in the world, it is unique to be able to fetch this price.

Unlike famous paintings, inkstones are only a tool at best, and most expensive inkstones are worth hundreds of thousands or two hundred thousand.

Millions of inkstones are rare.

Now that the price of this inkstone is so high, it would be unreasonable not to let Zhang Xuhao say a few words.

With the sound of the hammer, there was warm applause from the audience, and the cameras of the media all turned to Zhang Xuhao.

He thought for a while, and said the lines he had prepared in advance.

"Thank you everyone for letting me get this inkstone.

I have been interested in Chinese culture since I was a child, and it is a great honor to have this inkstone used by Qianlong.

But more importantly, it is to help the disadvantaged groups.

Disabled people have many inconveniences in their lives, so we decided to distribute 500 yuan coupons to disabled people across the country!"

Of course, the 500 yuan coupon is not issued at one time, but also issued in a denomination of 5 yuan.

And you need to upload a disability certificate to apply.

It can not only attract more users, but also get a good reputation, killing two birds with one stone.

As soon as Zhang Xuhao said this, the surroundings were full of praise.

"Mr. Zhang, you are amazing."

"Having the awareness to do charity at such a young age is a dreadful future.

"thank you all."

Zhang Xuhao accepted everyone's approval with a smile.

At this moment, two staff members carried a long red box and carefully placed it on the podium.

Many people are a little puzzled.

Isn't the auction over?

"Gentlemen and ladies, all the items in this lot have been auctioned off. The next calligraphy work is donated by Mr. Jiang Han."

Seeing that Jiang Han donated a pair of calligraphy, Zhang Xuhao was a little disapproving.

Isn’t it just a piece of calligraphy? How does it compare with your own Qianlong Inkstone?

Under the instruction of the host, the gloved staff opened the work.

I saw a piece of yellowed thin paper written——

"The sun and the moon are bright, the world is peaceful, the stone elephants are prosperous, the life is prolonged, and there is no end to the world. In August of the second year of Al Sheng, Huang Tingjian."

The moment Zhang Yuliang saw this work, his eyes widened.

Several experts at the scene also quickly took out their magnifying glasses, stepped onto the podium, and looked at it carefully.

"The hidden front and the exposed front are used together, and the turning point is smooth and smooth. This is indeed the work of Master Huang Tingjian!"

"There are not many surviving works of Huang Tingjian, I never thought I could see them here!"

What an honor!"

At this time, a trembling old man leaning on a cane, with a very excited expression on his face, took a microphone and said: "This calligraphy is indeed the authentic work of Huang Tingjian!"

Many people in the audience were dumbfounded.

"Who is Huang Tingjian?"

"You don't know one of the four great masters of the Song Dynasty? His authentic works are probably very valuable?"

Zhang Yufeng also looked at Jiang Han in surprise.

"Jiang Han, you actually have Huang Tingjian's authentic handwriting..."

Jiang Han looked indifferent.

Obtaining this piece of calligraphy is really accidental, and donating it is considered a merit.

On the stage, the host looked at the experts.

"Mr. Zhou, can you give an estimate of the price of this work?"

The old man stroked his beard and was silent for a while: "Master Huang's calligraphy is exquisite, and only those in the calligraphy circle can appreciate it.

This kind of work should not be appraised, but... If you have to appraise, the price should not be less than 440 million. "

4.4/Z!

Everyone was shocked when they heard the price.

440 million for a pair of calligraphy, Jiang Han donated it so casually?

Isn't this too rough?

Zhang Xuhao next to him couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

Compared with Jiang Han, what is the inkstone I bought for 7 million?

At this point, the microphone has been handed over to Jiang Han.

"This calligraphy work will be auctioned by Baoli Auction House in the 2010 Autumn Auction, Mr. Jiang, please tell me a few words.

Facing the eyes of countless people in the audience, Jiang Han said casually:

"I got this work by accident, and the development of the magnesium group to the present is inseparable from everyone's support.

As the old saying goes, if you are poor, you will be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world.

I also want to contribute my own strength to the Celestial Dynasty.

The proceeds from the calligraphy auction will be used to establish the Jiang Han Charity Foundation, which will be used to build roads in Liang Shan and improve the learning environment for local children.

In addition, I will build primary schools and junior high schools in 832 international-level poverty-stricken counties across the country. I hope you will support me a lot. "

After listening to the speech, the audience burst into thunderous applause!

To build schools all over the country, 440 million is not enough.

This shows that Jiang Han is determined to develop and grow the foundation...  

"Mr. Xiao Jiang is so young, but he cares about the world. It's really rare."

"President Jiang is about the same age as my grandson, but the things he can do amaze even an old man like me."

"Mr. Jiang, if you have any difficulties in the future, just tell us. We, Deli Group, believe that we can help you.

"Our company is engaged in construction engineering, this is my business card..."

Suddenly, the enthusiasm of many entrepreneurs overwhelmed Jiang Han.

Zhang Xuhao, who was sitting next to him, turned green.

I originally wanted to show off at the charity gala, to be on the news page, to reverse the image of Ele.me.

As a result, you donated Huang Tingjian's original works worth 440 million yuan at once, and threatened to set up a foundation to do charity and build schools in Dengzhou counties across the country.

It immediately attracted the attention of all the media.

I spent 7 million in vain!

He walked out of the party venue expressionlessly and took out his mobile phone.

"Hey, it's time to start."

On the other side, after attending the charity gala, Jiang Han sat on a chair by the window after entertaining everyone.

Zhang Yufeng took a sip of the red wine and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, all the major newspapers and magazines in the commercial district of Shanghai will publish drafts to publicize the Jiang Han Foundation. This time we will make money."

Not only did Jiang Han catch everyone's attention tonight, he was also called the youngest philanthropist in the country by many.

Jiang Han nodded.

"You arrange the charity foundation. The company allocates 1 billion yuan to let Qiwen lead a team to build an APP, and at the same time, the city society publicly solicits funds.

The whereabouts of every fund collected must be tracked, including contacting various impoverished counties, building schools, and recruiting teachers. "

"okay."

Zhang Yufeng knew that if Jiang Han didn't do it, he had to do his best.

Although the foundation is a public welfare organization, it is much easier to do than the magnesium group, but it is not easy to do well.

"As soon as you made a move, it was Huang Tingjian's authentic work, which really shocked me."

Even his father, Zhang Yuliang, only donated an inkstone worth more than 5 million.

Jiang Han actually directly donated 440 million calligraphy works, which made Zhang Yufeng look at him with admiration.

"We, Chuangying, are originally going to be an enterprise that benefits the common people, and this amount of money is nothing."

The two were chatting when a girl with a hot figure and a long red sequined dress walked over with a wine glass...

"Boss Jiang, can I sit down?"

The girl looked only in her 20s, with a pure appearance, a pair of innocent big eyes, which looked very aura, and her manner was very mature.

Jiang Han nodded.

At the beginning of the party, this girl met me face to face. She was a third-tier artist named Li Wan'er.

Zhang Yufeng saw the way Li Waner looked at Jiang Han, and immediately understood what she was here for.

Those charming little eyes kept glancing at Jiang Han,

There must be a purpose.

At this time, Zhang Yufeng's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, take a call."

"Hello, Qiwen..."

Seeing Zhang Yufeng walking away, Li Wan'er smiled at Jiang Han, her eyes full of admiration.

"Mr. Jiang, your character is too good. If the Jiang Han Foundation is established, it should help countless children.

Jiang Han was very indifferent.

"I'm just doing my best."

Li Wan'er took out her mobile phone and approached Jiang Han.

"Mr. Jiang, can you read the content I edited? If so, I will post it in microwave."

A strong smell of perfume hit, Jiang Hui couldn't help frowning.

A brief glance at the content on Li Wan'er's phone, it was to help Jiang Han promote the Meituan Hotel's activities.

"Okay, thanks."

Li Wan'er tapped her phone and sent it.

It's been a year since she debuted, and she has filmed several web dramas, but because the company is small, there has been no splash.

She wanted to terminate the contract with the company, but she couldn't afford the exorbitant termination fee.

I came to the charity gala today because I was thinking about being a rich man on the list and investing in myself to be a heroine or something.

As soon as she saw Jiang Han, she fell in love.

Although Jiang Han is young, he is quite capable, and he donated more than 400 million calligraphy.

He also needs to build schools in more than 800 counties across the country, which is enough to show his financial resources.

The most important thing is, they are also handsome!

To be on the list of Jiang Han, I will definitely not suffer.

Thinking of this, Li Wan'er leaned towards Jiang Han again.

"Mr. Jiang, I offer you a toast..."

Although the girl was pretty, Jiang Han didn't like such frivolity, so he couldn't help but sat beside her.

"I've had a lot to drink."

Li Wan'er held her glass of wine, her voice became more and more delicate.

"Mr. Jiang, I offer this cup to you on behalf of the children in impoverished counties across the country. You must drink it~"

Just now Li Wan'er sent a microwave to help promote the Mei Tuan, Jiang Han clinked glasses with her and drank it down.

"Mr. Jiang, I've been using magnesium balls a lot lately, and it's really good..."

For some reason, not long after Jiang Han drank the wine, he felt a little hot all over his body and couldn't open his eyes.

Seeing him holding his forehead, Li Wan'er immediately held his arm.

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you? Do you want to help you to rest?"

"No, I'll go by myself."

Jiang Han stood up staggeringly, wanting to contact Zhang Yufeng, his hands trembled, and the phone fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Boss Jiang, let me help you."

Li Wan'er put Jiang Han's arm on her shoulders, and reluctantly helped him into the elevator.

Not long after, she brought Jiang Han to the room she had prepared.

For a handsome young man like Jiang Han, there is no shortage of 4.4 women.

Li Wan'er also noticed just now that not only did he not like her, but she was also disgusted.

So she quietly poured the medicine into the wine glass.

At this time, Jiang Han's face turned red, and he was a little delirious.

Li Wan'er unzipped her skirt on the back, posed for a few large-scale photos with Jiang Han on her phone, and smiled slightly.

She has already figured it out, when she wakes up tomorrow, if Jiang Han cooperates, helps her terminate the contract and invests, she will be his lover.

If she doesn't cooperate, she will take out these photos and threaten them.

If the public knows that the actual private life of the youngest philanthropist in the country is chaotic, it will definitely affect the corporate image of the magnesium group.

Just when Li Wan'er was about to take a few more photos, a slender arm suddenly snatched her phone from behind.

"You, give me back my phone!"

Seeing Zhang Yufeng, Li Wan'er became a little annoyed.

Zhang Yufeng glanced at the photos on the phone, smiled contemptuously, and deleted them all.

Just now she felt that something was wrong with Li Wan'er. After talking about work with Wang Qiwen, she returned to the booth and found that Jiang Dian had disappeared.

If it weren't for her identity as the daughter of the chairman of Ludi Group, the hotel staff would never reveal it.

"You don't want to threaten Jiang Han with this photo?"

Li Wan'er bit her lip, blushing.

"Do you know who I am? I advise you to get out of here, or you may not be able to gain a foothold in the capital city."

Of course Li Wan'er knew that the pretty girl in front of her was the daughter of the Green Oil Group.

As long as she wanted to, crushing herself was like crushing an ant.

Li Wan'er is also a person who knows current affairs, she immediately slapped herself hard.

"Mr. Zhang, it's all because of my obsession, and I didn't do anything to Mr. Jiang, so please let me go!"

Zhang Yufeng glanced at Jiang Han lying on the bed, it was obvious that he had been drugged.

But luckily I came in time.

She frowned and spit out a word.