Chapter 47
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Seeing Zhang Jue nod, Principal Bai felt relieved.
Everyone laughed.
Zhang Jue agreed to donate. This matter was half done, but it was not over yet.
The donation was okay, but the amount was another problem.
Everyone's eyes turned to Le Shan again.
Le Shan smiled and said to the hostess, "I'm sorry, can you help me count how much my colleagues have donated?"
The hostess was stunned. Principal Bai coughed softly, and she came back to her senses. "Please wait a moment, I'll count it right away."
The atmosphere at the scene became tense again. Everyone was guessing what Le Shan wanted to do.
Three minutes later, the hostess said, "Hello, the alumni have donated a total of 2.335 million yuan."
"Okay, thank you." Le Shan said politely. Then, he wrote the number 233.5 in the donation amount column of the donation book — the unit was naturally 10,000 yuan.
"Wow —"
After Le Shan finished writing, the audience burst into warm applause.
In the absence of disasters and epidemics, Sirui Group donated more than two million yuan to Jiangzhou University at one time. This was a pretty good result.
Principal Bai breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he could finally answer to the teachers and students of the university.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, Zhang Jue's voice sounded.
Everyone's eyes were attracted to him again.
Yang Xue wanted to take his hand, but it was too late.
He strode toward the hostess and took the donation book that Le Shan had just handed over from her — to be precise, he snatched it.
He faced Le Shan and pointed at the donation amount column.
"President Le, here, did you write it wrong?"
No one knew what he wanted to do, but no one dared to interrupt him.
However, his attitude did not seem very good. Did he think that he had donated too much and wanted to go back on his word?
In the scene, only Le Shan could guess what Zhang Jue was thinking.
"Oh, I didn't write it wrong." Zhang Jue removed his finger. "It turns out that I was wrong. That was a fly. I'm ashamed."
Zhang Jue returned the donation book to the hostess.
Then he quickly walked off the stage, took Yang Xue's hand, and walked out.
His speed was very fast. He left the hotel lobby in a few steps and disappeared from everyone's sight.
That anxious look on his face was as if he had eaten a free meal and hadn't paid.
Everyone present was confused. They couldn't figure out why he was doing all this.
Just when everyone was puzzled by Zhang Jue's strange behavior, the hostess suddenly called out.
Principal Bai frowned, thinking that the people in the hotel were too unreliable. However, when he turned around, he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.
"Principal Bai, what's wrong with you?" Vice Principal Zhang followed his gaze and was in the same state.
When the guests present discovered the abnormality, their jaws dropped to the ground.
It turned out that after Zhang Jue passed through the donation letter, a dot was erased — yes, a decimal dot.
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