In the season of spring, flowers were blooming, and everything was recovering. The earth was already full of vitality. As May approached, even the weather in Beijing had begun to ease. The temperature was about 10 to 20 degrees, which was a comfortable temperature for people to go for a walk in the spring. On the evening of April 18th, in the Great Hall of the People, the student aid project called "Sunshine Love – Hope for the Future", which was led by the Ministry of Education, was held in the Great Hall of the People.
The venue of the Great Hall of the People was temporarily rented. Originally, the party was not planned to be held here. Later, under the urging of his brother-in-law, Zhang Ming, Chen Xing said that if they wanted to hold the party, they should make it bigger and grander. They should hold the party in the Great Hall of the People. Only in this way could they have some momentum. Otherwise, the CCTV would have promoted this party in vain. As his brother-in-law, Zhang Ming had worked hard to run errands for Chen Xing.
As for Zhang Ming's urging, Chen Xing agreed after thinking for a while. If they wanted to do it, they might as well go all out. Regardless of whether they would lose face or not, the arrow on the bow had to be fired. So, they might as well force the duck onto the perch. Chen Xing did not care whether the donation on the spot would be successful or not. Face was not something that could be eaten. In order to do something practical, it was not a big deal to lose face.
Zhang Ming even joked with Chen Xing. If no one was going to donate money on the spot, he, as his brother-in-law, could at least help to save the situation. It would not be a problem to donate tens of millions of yuan, but it would be impossible for him to donate more than that. As the saying goes, don't flaunt your wealth. If you donated too much, it would inevitably attract the attention of others. Because Chen Xing's project was open to the public, unlike the charity foundation set up by Zhang Ningning herself, Zhang Ming was rich enough to spend 100 million yuan to support his sister's charity. However, the innovative management model of Chen Xing's project made it impossible for Zhang Ming to donate more than he wanted. As a member of the Zhang family, he did not like to expose himself to the public, as it would inevitably cause some controversy.
At six o 'clock in the evening, the Great Hall was already bustling with people. There was no threshold for this charity gala. In addition to the invitations that Chen Xing sent to those celebrities and celebrities in the name of the Ministry, ordinary people could also attend if they wanted to. At the same time, bank donations and phone donations were opened. Tonight's gala also invited a famous host of the Central Television to host the gala. The host was not invited by Zhang Ming, but by Chen Xing in the name of the Ministry. He also expressed his willingness to help and make some contributions to the charity.
Everything was really ready, except for the east wind. Standing in the Great Hall, Chen Xing watched the busy staff doing the final checks on the lights, wiring, multimedia equipment, and so on. He sighed with emotion in his heart. The so-called east wind was to see how much money could be raised at tonight's gala. To a certain extent, the amount of money meant whether his charity model had achieved initial success or not, because whether people would donate money could also reflect whether people in the society approved of this charity model.
Behind the rostrum was the place where the host and the performers were getting their makeup done. It could be seen that the host was using the makeup time to prepare his lines. Although this kind of charity gala was more dependent on the host's impromptu performance, it was impossible for there to be no preparation at all. Tonight, there were also some entertainment programs arranged for the guests to relax. They were all singing and dancing programs. This was because such programs were the easiest to find. Many celebrities from the entertainment industry had already been invited to the gala, so it was easy to arrange a singing program. As for the dances, they were directly arranged from the General Political Song and Dance Troupe, the Navy Song and Dance Troupe, as well as the Railway Song and Dance Troupe. There was no need for rehearsals.
"Director Chen, I heard that Minister Jiang will also come tonight?" Lin Yupei walked to Chen Xing's side. It was almost six o 'clock now, and there was still an hour before the gala officially began. The people who came in advance in the Great Hall were the people from the Department of Higher Education who came to prepare, the performers of the singing and dancing programs, and the host. In addition to these people, there were many strange faces. Lin Yupei didn't recognize them, nor did Chen Xing. Because tonight's gala was open to the public, neither of them knew whether they were enthusiastic people who came to attend voluntarily. If they were, it meant that the publicity of the gala had really worked.
It was uncertain whether Minister Jiang would come or not, but Minister Li would definitely come. Chen Xing shook his head. Even he was not sure whether Jinshi Jiang, the head of the Ministry, would come or not. He did hear some rumors that Jinshi Jiang would also come, but he had not received a definite notice so far, so Chen Xing didn't dare to guarantee it. As for Deputy Minister Li Huaiyuan, he would definitely come. He came to show his support for Chen Xing.
Oh, it seemed that it was just a rumor spread by the people in the Ministry. Lin Yupei said with a smile, but she didn't think it was reliable. If Jinshi Jiang really came, it meant that he approved and supported Chen Xing's way of doing things. At that time, any opposition in the Ministry would definitely be suppressed. As for the pressure from the outside, the higher-ups of the Ministry would deal with it. Even if the national official charity organizations such as the China Charity Federation and the Red Cross Society had objections to this model, they couldn't interfere with the internal affairs of the Ministry of Education. To put it bluntly, it was none of their business. If they had the ability, they could ask the Central Government to help them.
Following Chen Xing's gaze, Lin Yupei also looked backstage. There were also some artists backstage. In addition to being invited to attend the gala, they were also going to perform on the stage, which was actually singing.
"Is Minister Wang here?" Chen Xing turned to ask Lin Yupei. Tonight, the people from the Department of Higher Education would definitely come. Since Deputy Minister Li Huaiyuan was coming, it was impossible for Wang Rongyan not to come.
Minister Wang might be here soon. Lin Yupei replied to Chen Xing and looked at the gate. She couldn't be clearer about Wang Rongyan's thoughts. In fact, Wang Rongyan didn't want Chen Xing to succeed. On the surface, he was very supportive of Chen Xing, but in his heart, he didn't want Chen Xing to do well. Although Wang Rongyan would definitely come tonight, who knew whether he would come to see Chen Xing make a fool of himself?
Chen Xing naturally didn't know what Lin Yupei was thinking at this moment. He had already seen Xue Dabao walking in from the gate, accompanied by an elderly man who seemed to be in his fifties or sixties. Chen Xing told Lin Yupei to pay attention to the situation backstage, and then he walked out.
"If you don't come, I will call you to ask for money." Chen Xing punched Xue Dabao with a smile and joked with him. Xue Dabao said that he wanted to make a donation, and Chen Xing didn't really ask him to pay for it. If he didn't come tonight, Chen Xing wouldn't really call him.
"I said that I would support my old classmate's work. How could I stand you up? Otherwise, I will be too ashamed to see you in the future." Xue Dabao said to Chen Xing with a smile, and then hurriedly introduced the person beside him. "Chen Xing, this is my father. He heard that you are my classmate, so he specially came to the capital today. He said that he would definitely support your work."
"Oh, it's Uncle Xue. Thank you very much." Hearing that the man beside Xue Dabao was his father, Chen Xing was surprised for a while, and then he hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake hands with Xue Dabao's father. If Xue Dabao's father specially came to the charity party as he said, Chen Xing really wanted to thank him later.
Nowadays, there are not many cadres who are willing to do good things like you, Director Chen. When I heard this brat said that you were his classmate, I thought he was flattering himself. I didn't expect that it was true. In this case, I should support Director Chen's work even more. " Xue Dabao's father smiled warmly, and the strength of his hand was also strong, which made people feel that it was very dignified.
"Chen Xing, I told my father that we were classmates, but he didn't believe it. On the way here, we even made a bet. I said that if you were my classmate, he would have to increase the amount of money I could transfer from the family account. Now it seems that my father is going to break his promise." Xue Dabao said with a smile.
"You brat, don't be so rude to me." Xue Dabao's father scolded him with a smile.
Looking at the father and son, Chen Xing thought that like father, like son. Xue Dabao didn't look like his father, but their characters were really alike. After the introduction, Chen Xing knew that Xue Dabao's father was called Xue Zhaocai. Thinking of the names of the father and son, Chen Xing was a little amused. The father was called Zhaocai, and the son was called Jinbao. The father and son were called Zhaocai and Jinbao. No wonder they were so lucky.
Dabao, you can sit in the third row tonight. I have arranged the seats for you. Chen Xing pointed to the seat in front of him. Seeing that Director-General Wang Rongyan had arrived, Chen Xing had no choice but to go over to greet him. He asked Xue Dabao and Wang Rongyan to take a seat first. Chen Xing excused himself and left.
"Your classmate is not simple." Looking at Chen Xing's back, Xue Zhaocai narrowed his eyes.
"Dad, you just met him for the first time. How can you tell that he is not simple?" Xue Dabao rolled his eyes. "Is there really the so-called son of a b * tch nowadays?" "Chen Xing can tell that he is not simple just by standing there?"
"He is only in his early 30s, but he has become a deputy director. How can he be simple?" Xue Zhaocai glared at his son. "You should keep in touch with him in the future. Our Xue family is rich, but we lack the connections in the official circle."
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