Chu Mo naturally did not know what kind of promise Tianxiang Garden had made to the elderly before, but since it was a matter of charity, he had no intention of reneging.
Raising the high-stemmed glass in front of him, he took a light sip. At this point, he was not planning to drink more, merely wetting his lips. After setting down the glass, Chu Mo casually said:
"What organization is this charity gala organized by Mr. Cao benefiting? I just saw at the ball that it was quite large in scale, and even big stars were helping out, so there must have been quite a few generous donors, right?"
"Rest assured, Mr. Chu, the charity this time is a private foundation I have established, which is assisting one thousand three hundred low-income families.
Among them is a sixteen-year-old girl with leukemia, children blind and waiting for corneal transplants, and low-income families who are suffering from diseases but can't afford treatment.
