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Everyone on site will fill in the donation amount and put it into the charity box.

The staff of Longguo Charitable Foundation immediately conducted an enumeration and registration, and then made a public announcement.

The people who came to tonight's charity gala all had a certain social status, and their donation amount was no less than six figures.

Yunfan's donation was only 320 yuan, which was only a four-digit amount. After it was announced on the big screen, it instantly blinded most people.

Isn’t it funny that when I attend a charity gala like this, the donation amount is only a few thousand yuan? Don't be afraid of being embarrassed.

Almost everyone present could not believe that someone could be so stupid and not cherish their own reputation.

Worried that the staff had written down the wrong donation amount, donors looked up their donation amounts to avoid the embarrassment of being wrongly written down.

Fortunately, for such a solemn matter, the organizer would conduct several proofreadings to ensure it was accurate before daring to make it public, so their worries did not occur at all.

Chen Shihao, a man sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up and asked everyone's questions.

"Why is there someone donating 320 yuan on the screen? Could it be a typo?"

"No one would be so stingy and embarrassed at a charity gala like tonight."

Hearing this, Yue Ruge secretly glanced at Yun Fan from the corner of her eye.

I thought he would feel embarrassed, but instead he acted like a normal person, as if what he just said was not about him.

When Lin Yanyun saw the list of donation amounts, she found that someone donated 320 yuan. She was a little surprised, but she had repeatedly confirmed that the data was correct.

Lin Yanyun looked at the direction of Chen Shihao and explained seriously: "This Mr. Yun Fan did donate 320 yuan, and there was no mistake."

"The most important thing is to have a charitable heart. Regardless of the amount of donation, Longguo Charitable Foundation will be very grateful to anyone for their kindness."

Yun Fan could tell that the female host on the stage spoke sincerely and did not look down upon him because the amount of donation was too small. He raised his head and glanced at Lin Yanyun more, deepening his impression of her.

However, not everyone at the scene had the same thoughts as Lin Yanyun.

Many people were extremely disdainful of this stingy person who dared to donate 320 yuan, but still managed to make up for it. The voices of ridicule and discussion continued.

Hearing that Yun Fan was constantly being ridiculed and ridiculed, Yue Ruge's face became gloomy and she stood up to save face for him, but Yun Fan held her arm tightly.

Yue Ruge looked back and saw that he was exerting all his strength and his face was a little red. She took his face into consideration and sat back down.

Yun Fan flipped her hair and smiled confidently, "I can't ask you to come forward to solve everything for me. This time I will handle it myself."

Seeing her doubtful and uneasy expression, Yun Fan kissed her forehead gently and gave her a reassuring look in front of everyone.

"Don't worry! Your man is not that fragile." After saying that, Yun Fan stood up from his seat.

Looking at Yun Fan walking onto the stage alone, Yue Ruge's cheeks turned red as she remembered that he had just kissed her in public.

When you go back, you must kiss her back a thousand times.

Yun Fan came to Lin Yanyun and asked politely: "Miss Lin, can I borrow your microphone?"

Seeing that the other party was doubtful and confused, Yun Fan said again: "My name is Yun Fan. I was invited by President Wu Jianghe. I am the one who donated 320 yuan."

"I want to lend you the microphone. I need to explain why."

When Lin Yanyun originally saw the name Yunfan on the donation list, he felt familiar, but he didn't think deeply about it, thinking that they might just have the same name.

Yunfan was dressed casually at the moment. Although he was completely different from the one she saw on Shanghai TV, she was still able to recognize him slowly.

Furthermore, Yun Fan was personally invited by President Wu, so she was even more certain that the man in front of her was the legendary affectionate stall owner.

Yunfan's talents displayed by the Xijiang River secretly attracted a large number of fans to him, and Lin Yanyun was one of them.

Now that the real person was standing in front of her, Lin Yanyun felt like she was dreaming.

Seeing that her expression was dull, Yun Fan waved his hands and said, "Miss Lin, are you listening to what I'm saying?"

After calming down, Lin Yanyun felt a little embarrassed, and then handed the microphone to him, "Sorry, Mr. Yun, I'll give you the microphone."

Yun Fan took the microphone in her hand and thanked her.

Yun Fan looked at the audience and acknowledged loudly as the discussion about him continued.

"You don't need to discuss and search anymore, I am the stingy person you call me, Yun Fan."

Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to the stage, as if they were watching a joke.

You dare to come out and show your face without shrinking your head. Your face is as thick as a city wall, which is really admirable.

Chen Shihao initially thought that the data was wrong, but now that it was confirmed that it was correct, his disdain for Yun Fan became even greater. He stood up and questioned loudly.

"Mr. Yunfan, it would be too stingy for you to donate so little money to attend such an important charity gala tonight."

His words represent the opinions of the vast majority of people and arouse great resonance.

Yun Fan did not respond directly to the other party's question, but asked calmly: "Excuse me, sir, how much money did you donate tonight?"

"Although I, Chen Shihao, cannot compare with the donations of many seniors present, I still donated 500 million, which is much more than your several thousand yuan.

"I wonder how much of your total wealth the 500 million donated by Mr. Chen Shihao accounts for?" Yun Fan asked again.

This question is not easy to answer.

If the proportion is too small, it would appear that he is stingy and his charity landscape is not large.

If the proportion is too large, it will appear that his wealth is average, and he is worried about being looked down upon.

Chen Shihao stared at Yun Fan with evil eyes, "Don't always ask me questions, we are questioning you now."

"Mr. Chen, the 500 million you donated may be less than [-]% of your net worth to you."

Yunfan looked at him and continued: "Although the 320 yuan I donated is far less than your 500 million, it is my entire net worth, Yunfan."

"The host just now, Ms. Lin, said it right. It doesn't matter how much the donation is, but charity and kindness are the most important thing."

"I, Yunfan, make a living by running a street stall, and my income is very small."

"I only have 320 yuan in my pocket and 5000 yuan in my savings card."

"There is no other asset that can compare with the gentlemen on site."

Having said this, Yun Fan suddenly raised his tone and raised his arms to point to the sky.

"Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world."

"Mr. Chen Shihao, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Don't bully small stall owners."

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles."