Liu Caili and her son, now homeless, quickly settled into a high-end room at the best hotel in San Tai City.
Xu Zhengyang didn't arrange a job for her but only asked her to stay there for the time being. Anything related to food, clothing, and other needs could be handled by Chen Chusheng.
Chen Chusheng's personal doctor also examined Liu Caili's child and diagnosed a rare condition: hemophilia. This is a congenital bleeding disorder that's difficult to treat. Although special medications are available abroad, they are not yet accessible domestically, and the current treatment involves expensive anti-coagulation injections, which can only last for a limited time.
However, the cost was of no concern to Xu Zhengyang.
After settling Liu Caili, Xu Zhengyang's phone rang.
It was Cheng Baola.
"Want to come to a charity dinner? Someone is asking us to make a donation. What should we do?"
"Donate? What kind of donation?"
Xu Zhengyang was puzzled.
"It's for a charity foundation called 'Warm Sun,' which mainly supports children in mountainous areas and is quite influential in the province."
Cheng Baola explained in a low voice.
"So they want us to donate directly?"
Xu Zhengyang wasn't opposed to donating. Even when Zhao Da Ge's child fell ill, he was willing to help. If it were genuine charity, how could he, chosen by the system as the "chosen one," be stingy?
But having someone come to ask for money seemed a bit off.
"They want us to attend a charity dinner in the name of 'Food & Slim Restaurant.' Of course, attending means making a donation."
Cheng Baola was somewhat reluctant. She wasn't against donating, but the restaurant had only been popular for a few days and hadn't made much profit yet. Especially since Xu Zhengyang had spent a hundred yuan to buy the place, enough to buy five or six shops. The investment hadn't yet been recouped.
Refusing could be more troublesome. The restaurant's recent popularity, long presence on hot searches, and excellent platform performance meant that not donating could leave a negative impression of not giving back to society.
"What's the date?"
"Tomorrow night."
"Alright, we can attend. Agree to it."
After hanging up, Xu Zhengyang looked into the Warm Sun Charity Foundation. It was a relatively young foundation with a website showcasing some superficial projects.
The next evening.
Xu Zhengyang drove Cheng Baola and Lin Yourong, two beautiful women, to the charity dinner location.
The event was held not at the five-star Haicheng Hotel but at a four-star hotel in the northern part of the city.
When Xu Zhengyang arrived, the parking lot was already full of luxury cars.
The attendees of the charity dinner were all prominent figures.
Chen Haohai, Chen Chusheng, and Dong Changming were naturally present.
However, Xu Zhengyang did not join them.
The public didn't know Xu Zhengyang was the behind-the-scenes boss of Dong Changming and Chen Chusheng.
Even Jack and the Chen family of the engine industry only knew Xu Zhengyang was the boss behind Che Zhihao; they didn't make a fuss about it.
At least in Zhao's family's view, their investigation only revealed Xu Zhengyang as a feng shui master with connections to Tang Ying, Chen Haohai, and Chen Chusheng.
This information was "accidentally" leaked by Chen Haohai and others.
The parking lot was full, so they had to park a bit further away on the roadside.
At that moment.
An accident occurred on the roadside.
A student girl with a sunny smile was riding her bicycle at a steady pace.
As she passed a Bentley, the driver's side door suddenly swung open.
The girl had no time to avoid it and crashed into the door.
She hit the door's edge hard, and the back part of her bicycle also scraped along the side of the Bentley.
At that moment, the driver of the Bentley got out—a foreigner.
Xu Zhengyang looked closely and saw it was Jack Larry, the regional president of Huannan Group for San Tai.
The front passenger seat was occupied by his female secretary.
It seemed Jack Larry preferred to drive himself.
The girl on the ground was curled up, clutching her chest in pain. The collision had made it difficult for her to breathe.
"Oh no, what happened? How are you riding your bike like this?"
The female secretary hurried over to check the girl.
Then she looked at the side of the Bentley, which had been scratched significantly.
Jack Larry frowned and bent down to help the girl up.
The girl's face was streaked with tears. Although her chest hurt terribly, she recognized the luxury car and knew she was in trouble.
She stood up despite the pain, looking anxiously at Jack and the secretary, waiting for their reprimand.
"How could you ride like that?!"
The secretary immediately scolded the girl.
Jack, however, waved his hand generously.
"Forget it, don't pursue her responsibility."
While the girl was still in pain, clutching her chest and unable to stand straight, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief inside.
No matter how much it hurt, at least she wouldn't have to pay for damages. She even felt a bit of gratitude.
"Do you know how much this car costs? Hurry up and thank the uncle!"
The secretary glared at the girl again before urging her.
The girl, enduring the pain, bent down and with a choked voice said:
"Thank you, uncle."
"Go away, go away…"
The secretary impatiently waved her hand, telling the girl to leave quickly.
The girl felt as if she had been granted amnesty, bent down to pick up her bike, and almost collapsed from the pain in her chest.
But a surge of strength allowed her to struggle to lift her bike.
She couldn't afford to stay here.
The beautiful bike had a bent fender, a broken chain, and a crooked wheel. She could only slowly push it forward.
Each step seemed to bring agonizing pain.
At this point, Xu Zhengyang's car had already stopped.
Cheng Baola urgently wanted to get out and chase after the girl but was pulled back by Xu Zhengyang.
Cheng Baola looked at Xu Zhengyang in confusion.
Xu Zhengyang instructed Lin Yourong:
"Yourong, don't get out. After Jack and the others leave, go after that girl and take her to the hospital. With that kind of impact, she must have serious injuries."
After finishing, Xu Zhengyang took Cheng Baola's hand and walked towards the hotel.
Cheng Baola, although puzzled as to why Xu Zhengyang wasn't handling it himself, felt relieved knowing Lin Yourong would take care of it, though she was still fuming:
"That foreigner is really despicable! He didn't even care about the girl after carelessly opening the car door!"
"Hmm, don't worry. If it weren't for what just happened, he could still prance around for a few more days. Now… hehe."
Xu Zhengyang's lips curled into a cruel smile.