The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Shen Xingyao's words are equivalent to giving the whole story to this charity conference.

But this was not Song Yu's original intention.

Shen Xingyao has already spent 500 million to support the charity conference, and if he continues to contribute money, Song Yu will not be able to pass the test in his heart.

So, Song Yu shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first and then talk. It's still some time before the conference starts."

Shen Xingyao didn't care, he had done everything he had to do anyway, and the rest was up to God.

Moreover, he is not boasting, many people are probably waiting and watching, and when they see him appear, someone will definitely follow suit.

He couldn't guarantee the amount of the donation, but it was definitely no problem to support him.

Sure enough, Shen Xingyao had just chatted with Song Yu for a few minutes when the noise started outside the venue, and many local entrepreneurs from Imperial Capital gradually arrived at the meeting.

The security captain at the venue trotted over and asked Song Yu for instructions: "Minister Song, a lot of people suddenly came outside. Do you want to go out to receive them..."

He is Chief Qiu's old subordinate, and he was just assigned to be responsible for the security of the conference this time.

Before coming, the leader had secretly reminded him that everything would be subject to Minister Song's instructions.

Hearing this, Song Yu immediately nodded, greeted Shen Xingyao, and walked out quickly.

Song Jun'an and Sun Qing, who were sitting in the stage control room, finally felt a little relieved as they watched entrepreneurs continue to sit down.

However, soon, their hearts were high again.

Because entrepreneurs stood up again before their seats were even hot.

According to their respective industries, they were seen arriving in groups of three or three to greet Shen Xingyao at the VIP table.

Shen Xingyao also changed his previous aloof style and chatted briefly with everyone who came to communicate.

Those who received a response did not dare to stay for long, and all returned to their seats with satisfaction.

After all, there are still many people queuing up behind you, so you have to give others a chance.

Therefore, in the first twenty minutes of the conference, which was almost Shen Xingyao's solo show time, people kept wanting to come and have a relationship with him.

I have never seen such an approachable Mr. Shen before, I must cherish him!

Song Jun'an and Sun Qing looked at each other, both frightened by Shen Xingyao's terrifying influence.

It was not until the staff reminded everyone through the radio that the conference would start in five minutes that the entrepreneurs reluctantly returned to their seats.

At this time, Song Junan also received a call from an old friend.

"Old Song, Xiao Yu organized this charity meeting very successfully."

Listening to the hearty voice on the other end of the phone, the corners of Song Junan's mouth curved slightly.

However, he still responded very modestly: "The conference has not started yet, so this sentence is still premature."

The other party smiled and said, "You have always been that cautious character."

"Although I was not present, I heard that the scale of this conference can be said to be unprecedented."

"Are all the entrepreneurs of note in Imperial Capital present?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that Xiao Yu, at such a young age, could be so influential in the business world."

Hearing what the other party said, Song Junan's face immediately straightened up.

"Old Chen, I don't agree with what you said."

"Xiao Yu, a young man in his early thirties, how much influence can he have in the business world?"

"The current environment is all about pure political and business relationships."

"If you say that he can speak well in Laoqiu, others will probably believe you 20 to 30 percent of the time."

Song Jun'an is indeed an old fox in the political world, and he can make things come true in just a few words.

The marriage between the Song family and the Qiu family is a certainty. It's okay to talk about it casually, and maybe you can get some unexpected resources.

Lao Chen on the other side probably understood what Song Jun'an meant, followed his words and said some blessings, and then hung up the phone.

Sun Qing, who had been standing nearby, listened to the conversation between the two.

She looked at Song Yu who was already delivering a speech on the rostrum in the surveillance camera, and she was still very worried.

Seeing this, Song Jun'an patted his wife's shoulder gently: "The child has grown up. We have to believe that he can handle these things."

"In addition, if this conference can be successfully held, it will also be a great help for the path he will take in the future."

Although Song Junan's words were cryptic, Sun Qing still understood what he meant.

From the moment Song Yu chose to marry Qiu Xingyi, the road he had to take was full of thorns.

What his parents can do is just try their best to remove some obstacles for him.

Song Yu finished his speech, and soon came the exciting fundraising session.

Shen Xingyao stood up first, walked to the stage, and handed the huge check that had been printed long ago to Song Yu's hand.

Under his leadership, many entrepreneurs have also made generous donations and contributed to charity.

After the donation was completed, Song Jun'an and Sun Qing also came out and thanked everyone one by one with Song Yu.

This year’s charity conference can be said to have come to a successful conclusion.

At the same time, it also achieves the effect of having fun between the guests and the host.

After everyone left the venue, the amount of donations from this conference was also revealed. There were dozens of small goals, which was higher than the cumulative amount of donations in the past ten years.

The president of the conference held Song Yu's hand tightly and said, "Minister Song, thank you so much this time!"

“Our conference would not be as successful as it is without your support.”

He has been the president of this association for several years. Before the conference every year, he begs his parents and appeals to more people to participate.

But every time it ended in failure.

This year, through some kind of bad luck, both Song Yu and Shen Xingyao got involved. People in the political, business and political circles took notice and donated money and efforts one after another.

Heck, even if he retires next year, he'll have a clear conscience.

After all, during his tenure, he held an unprecedented and huge event.

Listening to the president's words of praise, Song Yu smiled and did not take credit.

"This conference was successfully held thanks to everyone's joint efforts."

"My secretary is already drafting a summary report and will try his best to include everyone's hard work."

Hearing this, the smile on the president's face became even brighter.

At his age, there is no hope for promotion or salary increase. He just hopes to get some honors in the last few years.

At least when you go through the formalities in the future, you can upgrade to a higher level and retire.

Song Yu also saw his needs and specifically pointed this out.

It's not that Song Yu doesn't want these credits, but that at his position, he no longer needs these things.

The charity conference was successfully held and was seen by the people above. His goal had been achieved.

Song Yu and the president looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.