Donating sothing worth billions and doing it anonymously to boot.
I'm afraid only his master could be so bold, for other people it would be very challenging.
After all, it's billions.
Not re tens.
Donating tens, hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands anonymously is quite normal.
But when the amount reaches billions, who wouldn't want to make a big show of it? It's as if they wish the whole world knew.
Just like so celebrities and artists.
They always promote it widely.
But not Viola Thompson.
Nathaniel Besian turned to look at Viola Thompson, a bit uncertain, he asked again, "Master, it's to donate anonymously to the National Museum, right?"
"Mhm." Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Nathaniel Besian continued, "Then whose na should I write as the sender?"
Viola Thompson hesitated for a mont, "Just write... Anonymou."
She had never thought of using this event for personal promotion.
Naturally, there wouldn't be any rumors or gossip.
"Alright." Nathaniel Besian nodded, once again confirming with Viola, "Master, it's anonymous, right?"
"Yes." Viola looked at Nathaniel Besian.
After repeatedly confirming with Viola Thompson, Nathaniel Besian went to arrange the delivery.
Before sending the express package, they needed to coordinate with the National Museum.
The news that the mysterious buyer of the Underground City had spent a fortune on two national treasures had already spread in their holand.
After receiving the call, the museum's staff hesitantly asked, "Are you... are you sure you want to donate it free of charge?"
"Yes." Nathaniel Besian continued, "The items are currently on Ewik Land Island, we plan to mail them back to our holand today."
The staff was very excited, "Please hold on, I'll let Master speak with you."
After all, these are two priceless national treasures.
Soon, Master ca to the line.
"Hello, how do I address you, sir?"
Viola Thompson didn't want to reveal her na, so Nathaniel Besian answered, "My master wants to donate the two national treasures to the museum anonymously, so a na isn't necessary."
Even though Master was excited, he had to keep calm.
Because such charitable acts are rare.
Not to ntion the donation of two priceless national treasures, and doing it anonymously?
There are few people who could do such a thing, right?
What if the items shipped aren't national treasures?
Master continued, "First of all, we want to express our deepest gratitude for your generosity. Can you reveal your master's na to us? We promise to keep it confidential."
Nathaniel Besian understood Master's concerns, "How about this? I'll mail the auction slip to the museum, and you can retrieve the two national treasures yourselves. Does that sound alright?"
At this point, Nathaniel paused before adding, "Let's leave it to the professionals. Besides, I'm afraid I lack the experience and might damage the treasures due to shipping."
In the Underground City auction, the goods are picked up via the auction slip.
If the museum personnel went to retrieve the goods themselves, it would avoid a lot of potential problems.
"Alright, we can do that!" Master nodded repeatedly, following up with, "Sir, we are extrely grateful to your master. Why don't you leave his address for us? We'd like to express our thanks to him in person. Rest assured, we won't leak a single word to anyone."
Her master?
The term sounded strange to Nathaniel Besian.
After all, Viola Thompson was still very young.
"No need for that, my master is a very low-key individual," Nathaniel considered for a mont before saying, "Master, my master is still very young. She can't be described as an old man."
"My apologies, my apologies..."
"It's fine," Nathaniel continued, "Once I return, I'll mail the invoice to your museum."
International shipping is quite slow.
It would take at least ten days or half a month to arrive, so it's better to wait until they return ho and then mail it, which could save a lot of ti.
Master thanked him again before hanging up the phone.
Nathaniel Besian returned to the study and inford Viola Thompson of the situation.
Upon hearing this, Viola Thompson glanced up and said lightly, "Fine, let's send them the invoice when we get back."
Having the museum collect the items themselves would save a lot of trouble.
Nathaniel Besian then asked, "Master, are we going back tomorrow?"
"Mhm." Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Nathaniel Besian looked at Viola Thompson before saying, "What about the blue moon grass? You're not going to et with J?"
"No." Viola Thompson squinted slightly. "I'll figure out another way."
Since J always refused to et, even when she offered the fragrance pills, she might as well give up for now.
Thinking of J, that hypocrite, a cold light flickered in Viola Thompson's eyes.
Just at this mont, Nathaniel Besian seed to rember sothing and said, "Master."
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