Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“He really donated it!”
“Donating ten thousand HXB just like that? How rich is this host?”
“That’s badass!”
“The ten thousand was pieced together too!”
“The main point is that the host only receives half the inco. ng host donated five thousand from his own pocket!”
“Is this host forgetting that his inco will be halved, or did he intentionally plan to donate ten thousand?”
“I thought donating five thousand would have been generous; this is so unexpected!”
“Is his brain lacking oxygen from all the running?”
“Is the host a tycoon? I’ve been watching his streams for a few days now. Don’t even ntion asking for gifts; he doesn’t even say thanks to the gifts from the netizens; if he wasn’t a tycoon, how could he do this?”
“Let’s not talk about him being a tycoon or not. Did you guys not see the pretty girl? ng host has to bluff a bit; don’t you understand!?”
“When I watched the host stream his morning run, the young lady was present too. He’s obviously after her!”
“This pretty girl is really good looking. Plus, her figure is amazing too! If the host can get her, then he would be a winner amongst all fat people!”
“That is our academy’s Chinese painting departnt’s goddess. If he actually got her, then he’d be a myth! ng fatty add oil!”
Zhang Zhou Wei took ng Fan’s phone and repeatedly confird the donated amount. He had really donated ten thousand instead of five thousand. He then quietly whispered to ng Fan, “Fatty, the gift amount is nine thousand and eight hundred, but you only receive half the inco; five thousand.”
Although he knew ng fan’s family background was pretty good, Zhang Zhou Wei was still worried that ng Fan had forgotten that his inco would be halved and generously donated the money.
“I know.”
Of course, ng Fan knew. The number of gifts he received had been displayed on his virtual interface before he even saw his phone. In such a long duration, even if his brain had been depleted of oxygen, he wouldn’t forget such an important matter.
“That 5000 was from the fickle netizens; the other five thousand is from .” He thought about it and added, “I’ve been making so good money doing illustrations for those god tiered authors.”
This sentence was for Wu Tong to hear. He couldn’t have her believing he was soone who would happily spend his family’s money.
It was important for Wu Tong to know that he could earn as well as spend and was a charitable and caring person just like she was.
Yes, that was very important.
Sotis, ng Fan’s emotional intelligence was at the sa level as his IQ, even allowing him to be a bit scheming.
Of course, regarding donations, ng Fan was able to increase his experience for the task [Wealth Distribution Cherub].
This achievent task was divided into four phases, requiring 10,000, 100,000, 500,000 and 1,000,000. The rewards were also separated into tiers of 10, 100, 500, and 1000 points. There were no additional attribute rewards.
However, the title provided a very powerful attribute to ng Fan—Luck 1.
In the past, ng Fan wouldn’t have believed the validity of the taphysical attributes of “luck”. After experiencing the blessings and curses of the “validation” attribute, ng Fan was beyond convinced by these taphysical attributes.
1 luck didn’t sound like a lot, but who could determine if his actual luck value was even above 1!
So, in the case of a donation, ng Fan didn’t hesitate to donate five thousand HXB along with the 5000 from the gifts.
One million… He would reach it soday!
In addition, 10 points for 10,000 HXB wouldn’t count as too much of a loss.
When he was donating the ten thousand, the alert went off in ng Fan’s mind, signaling the completion of [Wealth Distribution Cherub] phase 1, earning 10 achievent points as a reward.
Now he was at 503 points.
After explaining himself to Zhang Zhou Wei, he turned to look at Wu Tong. He smiled, confirming the amount of his donation was correct.
Wu Tong followed ng Fan’s stream, so she knew that he had received a considerable amount of gifts. She also knew she had been doing illustrations for a few famous novels, so he really was capable of making money. Only, she was still surprised that he was generous enough to donate ten thousand HXB in one go.
“You’re… Incredible!”
After whispering this to ng Fan, she noticed the sweat on his face and handed him so tissues. She then said very sweetly, “Thank you for your kind donation!”
Shen then asked the employees for a certificate for his donation.
The staff from the sponsoring party on the side, along with the powerful goddess who had helped ng Fan also gave him a friendly and respectful smile.
“Tong Tong!”
A guy’s voice rang out, suddenly making ng Fan raise his awareness. He was searching for the voice as he was wiping his sweat.
This was… that guy from the other night, Hu sothing ng?
He seed to be so famous figure from the academy.
ng Fan rembered having an enjoyable conversation with Wu Tong not long after they t, when this guy appeared. She had left right away, looking upset.
This also might have been his first ti hearing Wu Tong’s na from this guy’s mouth. At that ti, he still called her Wu Tong, but today it changed to Tong Tong. This made ng Fan’s heart sink.
He looked again, noticing Wu Tong’s face looked even more sour than that night; the disgust glowering in her eyes. This made ng Fan’s sunkey heart suddenly flutter again.
This Hu Sothing ng stomped over arrogantly as if he had just declared to everyone that Wu Tong was his territory. He looked at Wu Tong with gentle eyes, but he did not have the chance to speak when he heard Wu Tong spoke to him with a sullen expression, “Student Hu Ting Song, I’ve told you many tis; you can just call Wu Tong.”
Wu Tong was disgusted by Hu Ting Song’s nickna for her.
“So it’s not ng, it’s Cong.”
After knowing Hu Ting Song’s full na, ng Fan couldn’t help but tease.
Hu Ting Song smiled at Wu Tong’s words. His expression unchanging, not picking up the hit. “The traffic jamd on the way here, but at least I made it. I’m not good at long-distance running, so I can only co here to donate and support you.”
After his speech, he pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and handed it to the employee, specifically ntioning the amount of three thousand.
“Thank you for your charity, but the money isn’t for .”
Wu Tong had always been abhorred by Hu Ting Song’s self-righteous way of doing things. This ti was no exception, but she still forced herself to suppress her expression and return to normal. Public charity events were a good thing, and she didn’t want to start any incidents.
“It’s all the sa, all the sa.”
Hu Ting Song smiled and waved his hand, then turned around before noticing ng Fan had been watching him. “You’re the guy who did the ‘thumbs up’ dance, right?”
With ng Fan’s ‘presence’, Hu Ting Song had noticed him long ago. He also knew long ago that ng Fan would often run with Wu Tong in the morning; It was just that he didn’t care about the likes of a fatty like ng Fan. It was not like Wu Tong would ever like him!
But now, after seeing ng Fan at the mini marathon event and seeing Wu Tong kindly handing him a tissue, Hu Ting Song felt a hint of threat.
Although it was just a little bit, Hu Ting Song felt like he needed to take advantage of the donation and put ng Fan in his place, demonstrating how righteous he was.
He deliberately looked up and down at ng Fan’s figure and said, “Buddy, you seem to be pretty good. You donated a bit too, right?”
ng Fan chuckled and responded. “Yeah, I donated a bit, but I can’t compare to you.”
ng Fan had decided from Wu Tong’s disgusted glares and Hu Ting Song’s brainless actions that he had no interest in dealing with the likes of him.
Hu Ting Song said loudly, “As long as charity is involved, more or fewer donations are all the sa.”
ng Fan gave him a big thumbs up. “You’re right.”
Then he quickly yanked Zhang Zhou Wei, who was just about to speak. At the sa ti, giving all the employees and running gods a look while shaking his head, warning them not to talk.
So people did not deserve to know the truth.
If they were to find out, let it be later.
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