I’m In Charge of SCP

When Zhang Jue woke up, it was already evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the ground from the window, golden.

He looked around and realized that he was lying on the sofa in the VIP room of Jiangzhou University, wearing Yang Xue's coat.

He sat up and rubbed his swollen neck.

woke up?

Yang Xue's slightly surprised voice came.

She has been by Zhang Jue's side ever since Zhang Jue fell asleep because he was too exhausted.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she went to borrow a blanket, but after such a short time, Zhang Jue woke up.

Yang Xue poured him a glass of water.

Zhang Jue gulped it all down, and seemed quite thirsty.

Slow down. Yang Xue poured him another glass, How are you doing, are you still tired?

There is nothing to be hypocritical with Yang Xue, Zhang Jue nodded: It's not that I'm tired, but I'm a little dizzy.

The use of ability is a double consumption of physical strength and mental strength. His physical strength is fine, but his mental strength has not been systematically trained, so it is a bit difficult to deal with.

Yang Xue knew that Zhang Jue was not the kind of person who would show weakness easily, and if he told her the truth, it meant that he had completely trusted her.

If she hadn't asked Zhang Jue to let those students complete the performance, Zhang Jue wouldn't have fainted from exhaustion, and Yang Xue felt a little guilty.

She considered for a moment and said, How about I give you a press?

Yang Xue's cheeks were reddish, under the reflection of the setting sun, there was an indescribable beauty.

Zhang Jue rarely made fun of her, and tilted his head: That's fine.

Zhang Jue was lying on Yang Xue's lap, his mind was completely empty, without any distracting thoughts.

Yang Xue put her cold fingers on his temples and rubbed them gently.

The surroundings are quiet and silent, as if time stands still at this moment.

...

Before I knew it, it was completely dark.

There was a knock on the door, and Vice President Zhang's voice came: You two, are you awake? The dinner party is about to begin.

Originally, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue didn't intend to attend the dinner here, but Zhang Jue suddenly fainted, disrupting their plans.

Zhang Jue replied: Understood, you go there first, we will arrive later.

The place where the charity dinner was held was at the Jiangzhou Hotel opposite the school entrance.

Under the suggestion of Principal Bai and Minister Qiu, Vice Principal Zhang already knew the significance of Zhang Jue to Jiangzhou City. He was afraid that Zhang Jue would not know, and he did not dare to violate Zhang Jue's intentions, so he could only tell them the location first. Then rush back to return to life.

Yang Xue pressed Zhang Jue for a while, and when Zhang Jue let out a satisfied sigh, the two went downstairs and set off.

It's seven o'clock in the evening, and the lights are on.

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue came to Jiangzhou Hotel.

Obviously the time has passed, but the banquet seems to have not officially started. In the hall, the invited guests gathered together in twos and threes, drinking and chatting.

Although it was strange, Zhang Jue, who had returned to normal, couldn't care less. He grabbed the small cake on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

The mental exhaustion has improved a lot, but he is obviously hungrier than usual.

Cough, cough cough—

After all, I choked on eating too fast.

You can't slow down. Yang Xue said angrily while patting him on the back.

Zhang Jue took a sip of water and said vaguely, You don't know how hungry I am.

...

The banquet is about to begin, and the host has already placed the microphone in front of the rostrum.

The main purpose of today's party is, first, to raise funds for the school's new laboratory, and second, to raise donations for the poor students in the school.

In short, it is two words - money.

Zhang Jue saw several impoverished student representatives sitting aside, quietly waiting for the next process.

Jiangzhou University does not require a uniform dress, they all wear their own clothes,

Although it was clean, both the neckline and cuffs were severely worn, and it was indeed difficult to see.

Looking at their honest appearance, Zhang Jue couldn't help shaking his head.

A student is a student, it's too simple - so many delicious things, don't you know how to eat first?

It can only be said that fortunately he didn't speak out his thoughts, otherwise Yang Xuebai would definitely get another look from him.

Consultant Zhang, you're finally here! Not far away, Principal Bai laughed and greeted him, and Minister Qiu and Le Shan were beside him.

Principal Bai is actually not easy. On the one hand, he has to entertain Le Shan well, and on the other hand, he dare not neglect Zhang Jue.

Several people exchanged pleasantries and confirmed that Zhang Jue's health was fine, and Principal Bai was relieved.

The banquet is about to officially begin. According to the procedure, Principal Bai needs to give a speech on stage. Before leaving, he holds Zhang Jue's hand.

Consultant Zhang, don't let our Jiangzhou University students down—

Hearing Principal Bai's words, Zhang Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that Leshan was here on behalf of the Sirui Group, that is, the SCP Foundation, and Leshan had said, how much money to donate, whether to plan investment in Jiangzhou City , must be approved by Zhang Jue. It can be said that Zhang Jue's attitude will greatly affect the future of Jiangzhou University and Jiangzhou City.

Principal Bai's speech was over, and the dinner came to the most important stage.

Jiangzhou entrepreneurs who received the invitation, as well as those outstanding alumni who graduated from Jiangzhou University, began to donate to Jiangzhou University one after another.

There are 350,000, 100,000, 100,000, and more of 100,000 or 200,000.

No matter how much, there will be almost nothing - no one's money is blown by the wind.

Tens of millions of debts are enough to bring down some small businesses and break their capital chain, let alone donate them directly.

Only those elementary school students who don't know what money is thinks that a million is nothing at all.

As time went by, the one who donated the most to the school was a local company in Jiangzhou——Jiangzhou Science and Technology Co., Ltd. Their boss is a student of Jiangzhou University. He has graduated for nearly 20 years. He donated a full 1 million .

Finally it was Sirui Group's turn. They were the last unit to donate. Of course, this was deliberately arranged by Principal Bai.

The host handed the paper and pen to Leshan, but Leshan just smiled and did not make any movements.

Principal Bai understood what he meant, turned around, and looked at Zhang Jue eagerly.

The people present didn't know the situation and all whispered.

Minister Qiu explained the reason to several acquaintances. When they heard that Sirui Group's donation had to be approved by Zhang Jue, they were all stunned.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Jue, and it gradually became hotter.

It is definitely not easy for a young man in his twenties to control the strategic investment of a multinational group. This is no longer the influence that ordinary positions can cause. Who is he?

Of course, they may never get an answer to this question.

Seeing Principal Bai looking at him pitifully, Zhang Jue clicked his lips and glanced at Yang Xue who was always standing by his side.

Yang Xue lowered her head, she didn't force him, let alone beg him, but her clenched fist revealed her inner thoughts.

She didn't want to put pressure on Zhang Jue, but she also wanted to make her alma mater and her hometown better.

After lunch, Zhang Jue had an exchange with Le Shan. Although President Bai is smooth, the foundation has not found any black information about him. Jiangzhou University has made it to where it is today, thanks to him.

Without making everyone wait too long, Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue, then at the impoverished student representatives standing restlessly in the corner, and nodded with a smile.