"Not allowed?"
"That's not it. Since this concerns the charity donation, I checked with your father. The amount is 5 million, and I'll deliver the check to your residence as well. Is that acceptable?!"
"Sure, just bring everything over." Xiao Ye seemed a bit impatient.
The person on the other end hurriedly said some flattering remarks before hanging up.
Regarding the medical charity gala in Shanghai, their family's downtown private hospital played a pivotal role in Shanghai's medical scene, so their participation was a given. And him... he suddenly felt like going.
He hadn't attended any so-called formal upper-class galas, though he had followed his father to one or two in the past. That was back when he hadn't fully taken over the family business. Ever since handling matters independently, he had looked down on attending these events, finding the hypocrisy of such gatherings nauseating.
But this time.
He pressed his lips together, his heartbeat subtly shifting.
