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Chapter 1914 I know I can't do it, but I do it

Chapter 1914: Knowing that you can’t do something, but doing it

At the same time, the square in front of the central campus of [Fancheng University].

It can be seen that a large-scale stage has been set up.

A red carpet has been laid out on it, and a huge background board with the words "Fancheng Poverty Alleviation Foundation" printed on it declares who the owner of this stage is.

In front of the stage, a young man in a suit and leather shoes with meticulously combed hair can be seen preparing for the final makeup before going on stage later.

This person is none other than the executive director of the [Poverty Alleviation Foundation] and the protagonist of today’s large-scale fundraising event, Tan Zihao.

He crossed his legs and looked calm, concentrating on the magazine in his hand.

At this time, a middle-aged man came over. He came to Tan Zihao, bowed and said.

"Director, everything is ready. Just wait for everyone to arrive, and then you can start the activity."

Tan Zihao slowly closed the magazine, glanced around first, and then quietly asked in a low voice.

"Has that 'Dragon God General' been invited?"

"Here we are, waiting backstage."

Tan Zihao nodded slightly, "Today's fundraising event is of great significance. A large number of wealthy people will be present. You can remind them for me not to make any mistakes."

The middle-aged man looked troubled, "Director, I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Tan Zihao glanced at the other party and said, "If you fart, let it go."

"Is it really okay for us to find someone to pretend to be General Dragon God?

After all, General Dragon God is a legendary figure in the country today. Wouldn’t it be a bit disrespectful for us to find someone to impersonate him?”

Tan Zihao smiled contemptuously, "You are really a short-sighted person."

"Let me ask you, what are we doing now?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "You are doing charity."

“When we do charity, does it count as a good deed?”

"Of course."

"Isn't that okay?"

Tan Zihao said matter-of-factly, "Since we are doing charity and good deeds, what's the point of using the name of the Dragon God General?"

Tan Zihao nodded slightly, "As we all know, General Longshen has lofty ideals, cares about his family and country, and benefits the people.

Doesn’t our trip and this move coincide with his philosophy?”

"What's more, what kind of person is General Dragon God? He has a lot of things to do every day. Even if he knows what we are currently doing, he can't be angry at us, an inconspicuous little character, right?"

The middle-aged man was still a little afraid, "Having said that, after all, we are using his name without his consent. If he finds out..."

"It doesn't matter if he knows," Tan Zihao replied, "We just need to tell him the facts when the time comes. I believe General Longshen will understand him with his mind."

How could Tan Zihao not consider all these concerns of a middle-aged man?

It is indeed disrespectful to use his name for publicity without the permission of the Dragon God.

However, Tan Zihao claims that he is doing charity.

If Dragon God is really paying attention to this matter, he can use this as an excuse to explain to Dragon God.

The Dragon God is the majestic commander-in-chief of the armed forces. He can't get angry just because someone else uses his name to do good deeds, right?

This layout is too small.

Moreover, as far as Tan Zihao knows, the Dragon God is currently far away in the capital. People who are so far apart may not necessarily pay attention to this matter.

Tan Zihao shook his head and said to the middle-aged man, "Okay, just do your thing, don't think about something that is available or not."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he had no choice but to say goodbye and leave.

At this time, Tan Zihao's cell phone suddenly rang.

As soon as he looked at the caller ID, he stood up immediately and said, "Mr. Wang, why do you have time to call me?"

On the phone, a slightly hoarse voice came, "I heard that you will hold a fund-raising event at [Fancheng University] today?"

Tan Zihao nodded quickly, "Yes, today's fundraising event is unprecedented in scale, and there will be dozens of [Fancheng] local wealthy people participating."

"oh?

So, today’s flow will be very impressive?”

Tan Zihao smiled proudly, "No surprise, it will be several times the amount of previous fund-raising activities!"

Originally, most of the rich people that Tan Zihao mentioned were unwilling to participate in fund-raising activities.

Businessmen are only interested in profit.

Although they all have a lot of money, who would be willing to use a considerable part of their money to raise funds for no reason.

For example, some well-known philanthropists in the market are just using the name of charity to attract attention to themselves or their own companies.

Tan Zihao grasped the mentality of these people and specially invited the legendary "Dragon God General" to personally take charge of this fundraising event.

Based on Tan Zihao's understanding of these rich people, how could they miss the opportunity to perform in front of big shots?

On the phone, the man smiled happily and said, "You did a good job, but after this fundraising event, I suggest you stop for a while."

Tan Zihao was confused, "Can I ask the reason?"

"After all, we are pretending to be the Dragon God General. Once or twice is fine, but if we use it too much, it may cause discomfort to him."

"I'm not saying you can't use it, I'm just asking you to use it less. If he really comes one day, it won't be easy for us to explain."

Tan Zihao nodded, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Zihao sneered for a moment and said to himself, "It was your idea to let me come out and show my face. Now that you think you have made enough money, you just want me to stop?"

"You've had enough, but I haven't had enough!"



About half an hour or so.

But I saw a large number of expensive and luxury cars driving in from the gate of [Fancheng University] one after another.

Although the school informed students in advance that today the school will hold a large-scale fundraising event, and many wealthy people will be present.

But after witnessing the hordes of luxury cars with their own eyes, some college students passing by could not help but marvel.

"Look, is that a Koenigsegg supercar?

Isn’t this car worth 30 million?”

"Damn it, that car looks like an Aston Martin One-77. There are only 77 units in the world. I heard that each one costs upwards of 50 million!"

“Nima, isn’t that a Rolls-Royce Phantom?

One car costs hundreds of millions!”

"Oh my God, who are these people? Each of the cars they drive costs less than 10 million. Are they too rich?"



Everyone marveled at the value of those expensive and luxurious cars. Correspondingly, a jeep interspersed among them looked inconspicuous.

The car window rolled down, revealing a young and handsome face.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the layout of the campus casually.

Just at this time, Liu Ke and several other teachers who were responsible for today's fund-raising activities passed by in a hurry.

They walked and talked.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Liu Ke seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar face.

She couldn't help but pause slightly.

"Professor Liu, what's wrong with you?"

The teacher next to him saw this and asked doubtfully.

"nothing."

When Liu Ke looked back again, he found that the other party had already disappeared.

"Did I see it wrong?"

Liu Ke said to himself.


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