I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 339: Chapter 284: Robbing the Rich to Help the Poor_2

Shen Yuan suddenly found it somewhat amusing. Not every second-generation wealthy was as restrained as Jin Kangwen; this type was a classic poser.

Especially seeing Luo Bingying and Zhou Peiwei, he guessed they couldn’t wait to flaunt their wealth.

But what’s the use of boasting here when you can’t even get involved in your family’s business?

Some wealthy heirs can talk big all they want outdoors, but in reality, they don’t even have a say in their family’s companies.

Take Li Yuhang for example, no matter how much he stirred things up outside, his dad wouldn’t let him touch the family’s factory business.

Their parents know exactly what their own sons are like.

Meanwhile, Lin Guangyao and Meang Kun seemed somewhat enthusiastic about the spectacle, thinking it wasn’t bad that there was someone in front of Shen Yuan trying so hard to impress.

Especially Lin Guangyao, who had been shown up by Shen Yuan last time, suddenly felt like he was looking in a mirror now seeing Fan Yuancheng.

Bro, oh bro, who are you trying to impress in front of Shen Yuan?

Cherng Xian frowned, while Old Jin smiled and said, “Shen Yuan’s business might be out of your league.”

Out of your league?

Fan Yuancheng didn’t quite catch the hint, and just as he wanted to ask for clarification, Li Yuhang abruptly changed the subject: “I must tell you guys, I spent a long time choosing this restaurant. It really has great food, and the head chef here once cooked for a state banquet.”

Zhou Peiwei felt slightly annoyed and thought it was going to be a clumsy performance. She lowered her voice and said to Shen Yuan, “Why don’t you talk about your business? Such a great opportunity to show off, and you’re just letting it slip?”@@novelbin@@

Shen Yuan chuckled, “How about I say I’m being kept by you?”

“Keep dreaming; I would never keep a jerk like you,” said Zhou Peiwei, snorting.

Then came some boring topics, all about cars, houses, watches, and stocks.

Zhou Peiwei couldn’t care less and found it uninteresting; she much preferred the conversation she’d had with Shen Yuan in the car earlier.

As Zhou Peiwei was almost dozing off, the topic unintentionally shifted to charity, and Fan Yuancheng said with pride, “Last month, under my suggestion, my family’s company donated a batch of supplies to an orphanage. Actually, doing charity really does give a sense of achievement.”

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, “Looks like this brother is quite enthusiastic about doing charity, huh?”

Fan Yuancheng smiled and glanced at Zhou Peiwei, “Indeed, serving the country and the people is everyone’s responsibility. You guys should also participate if you get the chance.”

“Looks like the brother plans to continue with the charity work?”

“Of course. There’s a huge difference between doing it once and countless times. I’ll bring you guys along sometime.”

Fan Yuancheng genuinely thought Shen Yuan was a great bro, feeling quite flattered by all the hype.

Lin Guangyao frowned, something wasn’t right. This wasn’t Shen Yuan’s style; why was he helping someone else show off?

Zhou Peiwei and Luo Bingying were also puzzled, but soon they understood Shen Yuan’s intention.

Shen Yuan gave a slight smile and stood up, reaching out his hand to Fan Yuancheng, “Brother, let me first thank you on behalf of the kids at the orphanage. Our country really needs people like you.”

“Not at all, too kind, too kind,” Fan Yuancheng hurriedly got up and shook Shen Yuan’s hand, feeling almost overwhelmed, thinking, ‘Bro, are you overdoing this act? Showing off should have its limits.’

Shen Yuan didn’t let go and continued, “I am personally establishing a public charity foundation, and I sincerely invite a brother like you, dedicated to the country and people, to join.”

Fan Yuancheng’s expression froze, somewhat taken aback.

“In about a week or so, my personal charity foundation should be established, and today’s birthday boy, Young Master Li, intends to donate 500,000 as the first contributor.”

Shen Yuan showed an innocuous smile, “Brother, since you are so passionate about charity, you surely won’t donate less than him, right?”

Not just Fan Yuancheng, everyone present was stunned; Shen Yuan was setting up his own personal charity foundation?

Most people present were aware of Shen Yuan’s financial capabilities, so after a while, it seemed unexpected yet reasonable.

Only Li Yuhang was caught off guard, staring blankly at Shen Yuan, wondering, ‘Since when did I say I was going to donate 500,000?’

But with so many people around, he couldn’t exactly question his old pal.

Meanwhile, Fan Yuancheng’s face turned pale and red by turns, a thousand curses running through his mind, wondering why Shen Yuan had praised him so much higher earlier only to lay this trap?

But setting up a personal charity foundation would take at least several million, and those capable of spending that much on charity without a second thought obviously had to be billionaires, right?

Did he have that kind of capability?

Fan Yuancheng shot a questioning look: “Brother, you’re not joking with me, are you?”

Here it comes, here comes the standard show-off face-slapping moment… Lin Guangyao covered his mouth, trying hard to hold back laughter, realizing that Shen Yuan had been setting this up.

First, laying the groundwork, then showing off, followed by being doubted, and finally facing humiliation… these were all too familiar to him.

Hurry up, hurry up, I want to see the show-off get slapped.

Lin Guangyao was eagerly anticipating.

“You tell me?”

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, giving a frivolous smile.

And Old Jin once again assisted: “Shen Yuan owns a health management company worth tens of millions and has invested in various financial ventures. How could he be joking with you?”

Fan Yuancheng knew Jin Kangwen, and their family circumstances were similar… his character was relatively stable, and with his endorsement, it was most likely true.