Collection of Gods

Chapter 892: Hanfu

Just as Tang Yuan and others were chatting, the Zhonghe Charity Auction came to a successful conclusion. A total of 67 sets of collections were sold, and the final transaction price reached 16.7 billion yuan.

After the charity dinner ended, everyone left one after another.

Although Tang Yuan booked the entire Amanyangyun Hotel today and prepared rooms for all the guests invited to attend the establishment ceremony of the Zhonghe Charity Foundation, very few people chose to stay overnight.

Either they are too busy with work, and many people have to rush to the airport to return after the charity dinner, or they have their own mansions or places to stay in China Overseas, so there is no need to stay in a hotel.

Under this circumstance, Tang Yuan, as the chairman of the Zhonghe Charity Foundation, naturally had to greet and see off guests. By the time the entire hotel became deserted and quiet, it was already late at night.

"call……"

Tang Yuan exhaled lightly, then glanced at Lin Ziyang, Qian Cheng and others who had always been by his side and helping him with his work. He smiled and said, "Brothers, you've all worked hard today. Go back to your room and rest early."

"My face is almost frozen from smiling today. It seems that starting tomorrow, I have to be a cool boy for two days." Lin Ziyang rubbed his cheeks with both hands and followed Tang Yuan's footsteps into the hotel.

“It’s really tiring, but very rewarding.”

Qian Cheng looked tired, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

“Today is indeed a fruitful day!”

"I never expected that in just one day, our Zhonghe Charity Foundation's public account has accumulated nearly 35 billion in donations!"

Tang Yuan put his hands in his pockets, seemingly sighing, but in fact he was angry: "So much money is all used for charity, how should we spend it?"

Lin Ziyang and others, who were originally following Tang Yuan and walking slowly into the hotel, subconsciously stopped and their eyes widened after hearing Tang Yuan's words.

"Seize the young master?"

"Dayuan, did you just say Duo Shao?!"

Lin Ziyang's tone became a little sharper.

"35 million."

Tang Yuan turned around slowly and repeated it with a smile.

"Fuck!"

"How can there be so much money?"

Qian Cheng, who has always been relatively steady, couldn't help but swear at this moment. Obviously, this number was really beyond their imagination.

"You can do the math yourself."

Tang Yuan counted on his fingers and said, "Today, our Zhonghe Charity Foundation has recruited 227 members. Assuming that each person donates 800 million, the hard donation fee alone is as high as 18 billion. Add to that the 16.7 billion raised from the charity auction just now, and the total is close to 35 billion."

"It's outrageous!"

“That’s outrageous!”

"With 35 billion in donations, we can't do any charity projects!"

Lin Ziyang murmured a few words, and then quickly became excited: "Dayuan, I think we must take a long-term view!"

"That's for sure." "Although the amount is large, it is all donations from charity. We must spend it wisely and not let down the trust and support of everyone and the public."

Tang Yuan said this, but he had already made up his mind in his heart that from now on, the public accounts of the Zhonghe Charity Foundation must be managed by him personally, and any flow of funds must be clear and well-documented.

When doing charity, if the direction of the donations is unclear, it is easy to end up not getting any benefit but getting into trouble. Tang Yuan's current prestige and reputation in China were not earned easily.

It is true that Tang Yuan established this charitable foundation with the original intention of taking this opportunity to further consolidate his power, but Tang Yuan is also happy to do some good deeds and kind things along the way.

"The Chinese New Year is just two days away. Let's celebrate it happily first. When things calm down after the New Year, we will study in detail how our charity foundation should take the first step."

Standing at the fork in the road, because everyone's rooms were not in the same direction and because it was already very late, Tang Yuan did not continue the topic.

"Okay, let's discuss it after the New Year!"

After that, everyone dispersed and went to their own rooms.

……

The room Tang Yuan reserved for himself is a one-bedroom in the ancient house, which is also an independent courtyard, covers an area of ​​about 350 square meters, and has only one 2-meter-wide bed. As for the more advanced rooms, such as the two-bedroom and four-bedroom in the ancient house, Tang Yuan left them to Qian Cheng, Wang Yayuan and others. Their parents are present today, so it is more appropriate for them to live in such rooms.

Tang Yuan walked along the quaint pine stone path and soon returned to his own independent courtyard. He saw that the room was brightly lit and there were faint shadows of people walking by.

"Master~"

"You're back~"

Shen Fanyu, who was originally dressing up, saw Tang Yuan coming back after finishing his work. An expression of surprise immediately appeared on her beautiful face. She walked towards Tang Yuan quickly with a gust of fragrance.

Originally, Tang Yuan's mood was relatively stable, but when he saw the clothes Shen Fanyu was wearing, his mood suddenly became unstable.

Because Shen Fanyu was wearing a Hanfu at the moment.

Ok……

It’s that kind of not-so-serious QQ Hanfu!

The outside is a cardigan made of thin and translucent gauze, and the inside is a bellyband with cross straps on the back. There is fresh and elegant flower embroidery on the chest, and it is matched with a split skirt underneath, which is a light pink and pure white contrasting patchwork skirt, with pieces scattered on the hem.

Not only that, Shen Fanyu also specially selected a classical headdress, and the makeup she just put on was also classical in style. Moreover, she was running towards Tang Yuan barefoot, with two small bells tied on her white ankles, which made crisp sounds from time to time.

The Amanyangyun Hotel is designed in an antique style that is influenced by the Ming and Qing dynasties. All the room types in the hotel are also of authentic Chinese design. At this moment, the feeling that Shen Fanyu brought to Tang Yuan really made Tang Yuan feel as if he was in another world, as if he had traveled through time.

Facing Tang Yuan's gradually burning eyes, Shen Fanyu first knelt slowly in front of Tang Yuan, and considerately helped Tang Yuan change his slippers. Her round and plump buttocks pressed on her heels, and her soft white buttocks immediately sank in. Then she raised her head, looked at Tang Yuan with her beautiful eyes like water, and asked softly: "Master, do you like me wearing this?"

Tang Yuan let out a light breath, then bent down, picked up Shen Fanyu by the waist, and walked straight to the bedroom.

Like it?
Such a beauty, not to mention men, even women can’t resist it!
"Jingle Bell!"

"Jingle Bell!"

"Jingle Bell!"

Soon, the sound of clear bells, sometimes slow, sometimes intense, and sometimes dense, floated out of the room...

(End of this chapter)