Urban God-level Youth

Qin Hao drove to the company, and once inside his office, he said to Nie Si, "Assistant Nie, please step out for a moment. I need some peace to think, and I don't want to be disturbed by anyone."

"Yes, Mr. Qin." Nie Si, carrying a stack of documents, walked out.

Sitting in his office, the words spoken by Xu Jiejian echoed in Qin Hao's mind.

The significance behind his words was profound.

Moreover, these words were relayed to him by Xu Jiejian on behalf of Xu Liangguo.

He believed that if he really went to the military district to gain experience, Xu Liangguo would strongly support him, and with his unparalleled capabilities, it was highly likely that Xu Liangguo's position might be his in the future.

He might even go farther, potentially becoming the leader of the nation.

But if he agreed, then his relationship with Xu Siyao would also need to be secured; otherwise, the Xu Family would not support him like this.

Although Xu Jiejian didn't explicitly state it, he knew that Qin Hao was intelligent enough to understand the implied relation.

The Xu Family had made a significant investment this time, and as long as Qin Hao agreed, they would definitely focus on cultivating him.

Qin Hao was actually moved by Xu Liangguo's esteem for him, but he would have felt even more touched if Xu Siyao wasn't being used as leverage.

Xu Siyao is not an object, and using her as a bargaining chip is disrespectful to her.

The troublesome issue for Qin Hao now was not whether to agree, but how to refuse.

He absolutely would not forsake the person he liked for a transactional benefit, tempting though the Xu Family's offer was.

But these were Xu Liangguo's words; if he directly refused, what would their future relationship be like?

He needed to think of a good reason.

After more than half an hour, he took out his phone and called Xu Liangguo.

The call was quickly connected, and Xu Liangguo, smiling, said, "No need to speak, I already know your answer. I want to hear your reason."

Qin Hao forced a laugh, "Mr. Xu, Siyao is not an object, not a chip for trading. I refuse out of respect for her.

Also, I don't want to enter the military district this way. If possible, one day I'll enter on my own strength."

Xu Liangguo gave a faint smile, "Let me ask you one thing, do you like Siyao?"

Qin Hao was taken aback, "Mr. Xu, I can't really say."

"Hmm, I understand. It's fine, I'll hang up now, Xiao Hao."

...

He hung up the call.

Qin Hao sat in his office chair unmoving for a long time.

A few minutes later, his expression returned to normal as he stepped out of his office and then called Nie Si back in, "Ask Mr. Feng if he has organized the documents I asked him to prepare this morning!"

Nie Si asked, "Mr. Qin, are you referring to those charity organizations?"

Qin Hao nodded, "Yes."

Nie Si said, "Mr. Feng has already handed them to me, Mr. Qin. Here are the documents for those charity organizations."

Qin Hao looked at them, "The first one is the Xuan Country Charity General Association, the largest charity association in Xuan Country.

It covers disaster relief, poverty alleviation, elderly care, orphan support, educational support, scholarship provision, disability support, and medical aid, among other areas.

The second is the Disability Federation, primarily a national aid organization for the disabled.

Congenital Disease Children's Aid Fund, Orphanage Foundation, University Dream Fund, Medical Assistance Association, Hope Project, and so on."

Nie Si explained, "All these charity organizations have public accounts, and their reputations are quite good."

Qin Hao thought for a moment and said, "Then contact the first three charities, tell them our company wants to make a donation and discuss specifics with them."

Nie Si was momentarily surprised, then nodded, "Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll contact them right away."

...

It was past three in the afternoon.

Representatives from three charity organizations had all arrived at the Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company.

Qin Hao entered the reception room where six people were seated. They were the heads of the Xuan Country Charity General Association, the Disability Federation, and the Congenital Disease Children Foundation.

Feng Xiangyi smiled and said, "This is Mr. Qin, the chairman of our Jiangshan Roasted Duck."

"Mr. Qin Hao, hello." The representatives of the three organizations each stood up and shook hands with him.

Qin Hao smiled and responded in turn, then sat down in the main seat and said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qin Hao, I'm from Jiangshan, Shuinan Province."

The heads of the three organizations watched him quietly and listened.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "I greatly admire you people who are dedicated to charity work, always present wherever there is hardship.

Those who consider charity work a lifelong pursuit are truly remarkable heroes."

The middle-aged man from the Charity General Association said, "Mr. Qin, you flatter us. In recent years, many charity organizations have been corrupt under the guise of charity, tarnishing the industry's reputation. Now, there are too few people making donations."

The representatives from the Disability Federation and the Congenital Disease Children Foundation nodded in agreement.

Qin Hao: "Every industry has its malignancies and parasites, but as long as you all stay true to your principles and persevere, I believe the people will understand you.

Today I plan to donate thirty million to each organization, hoping that you will use this money to help every person who needs it."

The representatives of the three major charity organizations were stunned for a moment when they heard his words.

"Mr. Qin, you... what did you say?" Li Ze from the Charity General Association stood up from his chair, doubting whether he had heard correctly.

Thirty million?

Damn!

During a severe earthquake in Xuan Country a few years ago, there were few who donated more than thirty million.

And he had said thirty million for each, totaling ninety million, a figure that nearly matched the top three donations of that year.

Feng Xiangyi had thought that Qin Hao would donate just a few million to enhance the reputation of Jiangshan Roasted Duck.

To think he intended to donate so much.

She had the urge to kick Qin Hao off his chair.

Such a waste, damn it!

Ninety million could be used for so many other things, yet you chose to donate it all.

Are you out of your mind?

Qin Hao calmly repeated, "Thirty million for each organization, totaling ninety million. I want to make it clear upfront.

Anyone who dares to misuse this money should not blame me, Qin Hao, for being ruthless."

Li Ze and the other two exchanged glances, their emotions clearly overflowing, thirty million was indeed significant, capable of accomplishing so much.

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"Mr. Qin, on behalf of all people with disabilities nationwide, I thank you for your generous donation." Gao Panmei, the head of the Disability Federation, her eyes slightly red, stood up and bowed deeply to him.

Li Ze and Fang Chengyun, the head of the Congenital Disease Children Foundation, also bowed together.

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They had visited many impoverished areas and seen too many unbearable hardships.

The reason they had persevered through it all was the hopeful and expectant gazes of those troubled people.

Seeing their reaction, Qin Hao sighed internally, "In a while, I'll transfer the money to your charity accounts, and later on, I will send someone to monitor how the funds are used."

Li Ze asked, "Mr. Qin, would you like to make the donation public? We can get some authoritative newspapers and television stations in Jianghai to cover it."

Feng Xiangyi's eyes lit up, the influence of these three organizations was not small, and making the news public would greatly benefit Jiangshan Roasted Duck.

"No need to make it public." Qin Hao thought for a moment and refused, having planned to space out his donations to avoid drawing too much attention.

He intended to donate nearly one billion, and if it were made public, he worried he might become a national celebrity.