At 9:30 in the morning, Binhai University.
Class 3 of the Department of Finance in their junior year was in session.
Inside the classroom, some students were attentively listening to the lecture, while others were enjoying a beauty sleep or playing with their smartphones.
Apart from the sound of the professor's teaching, the overall teaching environment was relatively quiet.
"Wow! Zhao Yan is really generous!"
Suddenly, Chen Mao, who was playing with his phone, exclaimed, standing up abruptly and startling everyone.
All eyes turned towards him.
The expression on the professor's face darkened.
But Chen Mao didn't notice any of this because he was too excited. He grabbed Zhao Yan's shoulder and exclaimed, "Holy cow! You quietly donated 30 million! That's incredibly generous! I declare unilaterally that you are my blood brother from another mother!"
Boom!
The classroom instantly erupted.
"What's going on? What's this 30 million about?"
"Who did Zhao Yan donate 30 million to?"
"To Chen Mao? Why is he so excited?"
Not only the students in the classroom, but even Chen Han himself wore a bewildered expression, failing to grasp the situation.
Chen Mao looked around, pointing at the news on his phone, and proudly said, "Don't you all know? Zhao Yan, that's Old Zhao, last night at a charity banquet, he had Chen Han, the chairman of Hanjiang Group, help him donate 30 million to impoverished mountain areas. A whole 30 million! And he didn't even mention it today! That's what you call low-key with substance! Damn!"
Everyone gasped in astonishment.
After all, a personal donation of 30 million had to be considered a huge sum, and such acts were few and far between.
"Wow! Zhao Yan is amazing! Doing such a big thing without any publicity."
"This is what it means to do good without seeking recognition. He's not doing it for the limelight."
"Zhao Yan is my idol..."
Order in the classroom had completely vanished. Even the professor looked at Zhao Yan with admiration.
Chen Han's mouth twitched, his face carrying a polite smile tinged with embarrassment, but his heart was bleeding.
30 million, a whole 30 million! His largest donation was only 7 million, and Zhao Yan outdid him with 30 million in one go.
Zhao Yan, you damn generous person! You're truly extravagant, using my money to boost your reputation. Dammit!
He was so infuriated that he even cursed in foreign languages.
"Zhao Yan, my classmate, why don't you say a few words to everyone?" the professor said with a smiling face.
Chen Han, teary-eyed, said, "There's actually nothing much to say. It's just my misfortune... No, it's something I should do. It's just a small matter within my abilities, not worth publicizing."
"Students, did you see that? How noble Zhao Yan's character is, how kind-hearted he is. Let's applaud." The professor beamed with admiration.
"Clap, clap, clap..."
The classroom resounded with thunderous applause.
The more they praised Zhao Yan, the more Chen Han felt uneasy and wanted to cry because the praise was not directed at him. In his heart, he cursed Zhao Yan and his ancestors for eighteen generations.
Soon, the news of Zhao Yan's 30 million donation to impoverished mountain areas spread throughout Binhai University.
Chen Yurou became even more infatuated when she heard the news. Zhao Yan was truly kind-hearted, much more generous than her own brother.
Her brother had only donated a maximum of seven million yuan, and that was after she had persistently persuaded him to increase the donation.
During lunchtime, she deliberately sat next to Zhao Yan in the cafeteria, praising his donation of thirty million yuan while unabashedly criticizing her miserly brother.
Chen Han felt like smashing his plate upon hearing this, and once again, he warmly greeted Zhao Yan's entire family in his mind.
...............
"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"
Zhao Yan suddenly sneezed several times and took the tissue handed to him by Xu Xue to wipe his nose.
"Is it because I uncovered the blanket last night and made you catch a cold?" Xu Xue asked apologetically.
Zhao Yan shook his head and said, "No, I reckon some beauty is thinking about me again."
"Chen Director, it's not good to say that in front of me," Xu Xue said coquettishly as she sat in his embrace.
Zhao Yan pushed her away and said, "All you ever do is act flirtatious. Can't you bring some positive energy?"
Speaking with his pants pulled up, he sounded resolute.
Xu Xue pouted in grievance. Truly, men can change like a snake. You didn't say that last night.
"Ding Ling Ling..."
The internal phone on the office desk rang.
Xu Xue quickly walked over to answer it. After a moment, she said to Zhao Yan, "Chen Director, Zhou Ping is here."
"Let him come up, you can make two cups of tea and then leave," Zhao Yan waved his hand.
"Okay, Chen Director."
Xu Xue went out to make two cups of green tea. After about two minutes, a young man walked in.
The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a flashy orange suit and looking carefree.
He was none other than Zhou Ping, He Ming's younger brother-in-law.
"Chen Director, we don't have any personal relationship, so I'm wondering why you're looking for me," Zhou Ping said with a smile.
Zhao Yan gestured for him to sit down and said, "We may not have a personal relationship, but I have one with your brother-in-law. The shares of Hong's company in your hands are being held on behalf of He Ming, right? And it was him who leaked the minimum price for Hanjiang's acquisition of Binhai International, correct?"
"Zhao Director, I don't understand what you're talking about. My brother-in-law has never mentioned these things to me," Zhou Ping shrugged, pretending to deny everything.
Zhao Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "He really trusts you. He can rest assured to let you hold so many shares. But after all, holding shares is just holding shares. Have you ever considered who the shares will go to if he's no longer around?"
"They won't go to me, there's still my sister and my nephew. Don't try to sow discord between us," Zhou Ping sneered dismissively.
Zhao Yan leaned forward, his smile ambiguous, his tone filled with temptation. "As long as your brother-in-law He Ming is gone, isn't it easy for you to deal with your sister, who believes in you so wholeheartedly?"
"Why are you helping me?" Zhou Ping realized that it would be simple now to get rid of He Ming.
As a senior executive of Hanjiang, leaking trade secrets and causing significant losses to the company would result in a prison sentence of at least three to seven years.
Without He Ming, it would be too easy for him to manipulate his sister, who believed in him without a doubt.
Zhao Yan shrugged, "I'm not helping you, I'm doing it for myself, to take a breath. As long as you cooperate, He Ming is doomed. As for your sister, she can live well with the dividends from Hanjiang Group. And with your 80% stake in Changhong, you won't be a puppet anymore. You'll be the real owner of Changhong, a successful entrepreneur. Doesn't that tempt you?"
Everyone has desires, and Zhao Yan couldn't believe that Zhou Ping, with such a large stake, could watch He Ming shine without feeling envious.
"Why should I trust you?" Zhou Ping asked. The fact that he asked this question indicated that he was already tempted.
"Do I have any reason to deceive you?" Zhao Yan replied. "What benefit would I gain from deceiving you? Whether you want to take a risk and bite He Ming like a wolf or serve him as a dog for the rest of your life, it's up to you."
After saying that, Zhao Yan stopped rushing and calmly sipped his tea, giving Zhou Ping time to consider.
"Fine! I agree," Zhou Ping's face changed several times, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and made a firm decision.
Over the years, he had experienced a lot, and he knew that this could be the biggest opportunity in his life.
If he didn't seize it, he would never have another chance.
Zhao Yan laughed heartily, raised his teacup, and said, "A wise choice. Let's toast with tea and wish for a pleasant cooperation, Mr. Zhou, in the future."
"Pleasant cooperation," Zhou Ping responded. Hearing the chairman of Hanjiang Group, a business legend, calling him Mr. Zhou, made him feel great.
At this moment, Zhou Ping felt exhilarated.
Such vanity strengthened his determination to put He Ming in jail and then seize Changhong Trading.
He wanted to become the illustrious Mr. Zhou!
Instead of being He Ming's lackey, relying on his charity to live a lavish life.
Zhou Ping had some complaints about He Ming, but he had never considered that if it weren't for He Ming's charity, he would still be struggling as a laborer.
That's human nature, the wicked nature of desire that is never satisfied. He became more and more greedy.
But that greed was just what Zhao Yan exploited.
Tomorrow, at the signing ceremony between Changhong Trading and Binhai International, He Ming would receive a big surprise.
Zhao Yan hoped he would like it, be moved by it.
After all, Zhao Yan had put a lot of effort into it.
He had never been so devoted to a woman.
Because he liked to "use his kidneys" for women.
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