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Chapter 18 Charitable Foundation

The music and dance on the altar continued.

Below the altar, Liu Mian and Liu Ye were still whispering among themselves.

"Why send the ancestor there of all people?"

"Only he could gather all the scattered immortal artifacts in the ruins in such a short time."

"Makes sense."

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard a "plop" sound.

Looking up, I saw that Uncle Fourteen, who was leading the dance on the altar, had fallen to the ground.

The whole family's hearts jumped into their throats!
The male and female dancers dared not pause...

The musicians, unsure of what to do, could only continue playing...

The elders of the family all changed color...

Liu Sangtian's sword-like gaze shot towards the fallen fourteenth prince...

But the fourteenth prince looked terrified and was sweating profusely.

The Liu family immediately realized something was wrong... It wasn't that the fourteenth prince had messed up, but that something had gone wrong during the sacrificial ceremony!

The next moment, before the fourteenth prince could hurriedly get up, the smoke from the white bone candle suddenly became chaotic, and "poof" it spat out large clumps of red and white, scattering like dirty rain, splashing all over the ancestral hall.

Red flesh and blood, white bone fragments, yellow pus... and a piece of white gauze fell on Liu Sangtian's face.

His hands were trembling, his face was trembling, and his teeth were chattering.

These fragments of white gauze were clearly just put on the ancestor.

Inside the ancestral hall, tears streamed down everyone's faces, and sobs began to rise.

The ancestor... has been returned!
In the form of fragments!

Plop...Plop...

Several male and female dancers slipped and fell on the wet, slippery bits of flesh and blood.

The musicians, their faces ashen and sweat pouring down their faces, were still playing their instruments, their voices trembling, the tune already out of tune.

Liu Sangtian asked the fourteenth prince in a trembling voice.

"what happened……"

But the next moment, the demon official's hat on the fourteenth prince's head seemed to come alive, and suddenly bit down and devoured it!
"Ah...save me..."

The fourteenth prince knelt and struggled, clinging tightly to his hat, but before he could struggle for long, the hat swallowed his head. With a "thud," his headless body fell onto the altar, while the hat rolled off, its brim stained with blood.

……

call……

A night breeze blows.

The tents at the foot of the hill caught fire, and the fire burned brighter and brighter, with a burning smell carried on the wind.

Eight weasels peered out from behind a broken wall in the distance, their little heads fixed on the scene.

As the fire gradually died down, the tent was burned to black ash and eventually scattered in the wind.

The seven weasels turned to look at Weasel White, and were all incredibly surprised!

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Awooooo?"

The sable was stunned for a moment, then raised its head, squinted its eyes, and put its front paws behind its back.

It had no idea that its urination would have such a powerful effect!

It seems I can't just urinate anywhere anymore.

……

Wu Yun had no idea what happened in the dream.

He is entertaining guests.

The chubby boy sitting on the sofa with a carefree attitude is Wang Yaozu.

"I've rarely gone out since it started raining heavily."

"I miss you so much since we never see each other, hehe."

The woman in black sitting on the other side of the sofa was Li Nuanling.

"The two of us came today to introduce you to a new friend."

She pointed to the slightly awkward-looking young man with long hair sitting next to her.

“His name is Helanqi, and he’s also in our group, but he doesn’t talk much.”

He Lanqi had a sallow complexion, dark circles under his eyes, and his long hair was casually combed back. His clothes were wrinkled and smelled of sweat.

Before Helanqi could speak, Wu Yun recognized him.

"You are... the president of the Lance Charitable Foundation?"

Wu Yun actually knows him!

This guy is also a second-generation rich kid, but his family's business isn't very big, and it has declined in recent years.

He himself is a philanthropist and frequently appears on a local channel in Donghu City... although hardly anyone watches that channel. He Lanqi nodded with an awkward smile.

"right.

"Brother Wu, we chatted in the group before, but today I finally get to know you in person."

"I...I'm here today to raise funds."

"Could you donate some money to our foundation?"

Wu Yun sat on the sofa and subconsciously looked at Wang Yaozu, who had brought the men.

But Wang Yaozu immediately spoke up.

"I donated 100,000!"

Then he looked at Li Nuanling.

"I donated 150,000."

He Lanqi quickly began to introduce himself.

"Our foundation mainly operates within the Donghu City area, and previously it primarily provided medical assistance to elderly people living alone and children who had dropped out of school."

"Recently, there has been heavy rain, and many places have suffered from disasters. Our foundation has deployed a large number of inflatable boats, life-saving kits, and other emergency medical resources."

"We haven't done much... but... we're running out of funds..."

Wang Yaozu chimed in, beaming with pride.

“I invested 100,000 yuan, and Helan invited me to be a director of the foundation.”

“Hey hey hey.

"This is the first time in my life that I have been a 'director'."

Li Nuanling echoed this.

"I am now a supervisor of the foundation."

Wu Yun took a sip of tea, sat on the sofa, and suddenly remembered something.

"I saw in the group that a few days ago, when Wang Yaozu was making investments... Helan, did you also invest?"

These words immediately created an awkward atmosphere in the large living room.

Wu Yun looked at Wang Yaozu.

What were the results of that investment?

Wang Yaozu looked sullen.

"This...this was an accident!"
"The umbrella factories I've invested in are all located in eastern Thailand, in the same town."

"It's been raining heavily these past few days, and their warehouses and production lines have been flooded and destroyed..."

Wu Yun then looked at He Lanqi.

He Lanqi looked embarrassed.

"I……

"I originally thought that investing in a rain gear factory would meet a pressing social need and also generate some money for the foundation, which would be a good thing..."

Wu Yun and Li Nuanling were both speechless, unsure of what to say.

After a long period of awkward silence, Wu Yun broke the silence.

"Wang Yaozu, how much money have you lost on your investments over the years?"

"It's... less than twenty million, I guess..."

"He Lanqi, if I donate money to you... can I have a say in the investments related to this money?"

"Yes! Of course I can!"

After a moment's thought, Wu Yun nodded.

"Okay, I'll donate 20 million."

Upon hearing this, Li Nuanling and Wang Yaozu were both stunned, wondering if they had misheard!

In their group, Wu Yun was always among the richest, but also among the stingiest. He didn't buy cars, collect watches, or invest. He just stayed at home with a huge pile of money.

They never imagined that Wu Yun could be so generous!
Wu Yun pursed his lips.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

He is a person with very low material desires. He has so much money in his account, but he can't spend it or use it. He can only watch the interest on the balance increase and increase. In fact, it doesn't mean much.

Donating a little bit to charity is quite meaningful.

He looked at Helanqi.

"If I donate 20 million, can I become a director?"

He Lanqi was so excited that his face turned red, and he stammered.

"No...no...no...you can't be a director..."

"You donated 20 million... I... I need to submit a report to the relevant authorities!"
"From now on, you... brother... you... you are the honorary president of the foundation!"

"The Lanchi Foundation has been renamed the Wu Yun Foundation!"

(End of this chapter)