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Pei Nana took a step forward, wearing black stockings and high heels.

She handed the tablet computer to Wang Ye with both hands.

"Chairman, I've had someone do a preliminary screening of these 300-plus emails."

"At the very top of the list is the invitation to be a global brand ambassador personally sent by the Asia Pacific President of Patek Philippe, and the global chief ambassador for the Master Collection of the Warwick Group."

"In addition, there are dozens of international high-end clothing and luxury car brands, and even some that want you to endorse sanitary napkins and hair growth products, all with prices starting at eight figures or more."

Xu An'an leaned on the armrest of the sofa and burst out laughing.

"Hair growth tonic?! Wang Ye's hair is so thick he could play the Lion King! The brand must be out of their mind to have him endorse hair growth tonic!"

Wang Ye glanced at Xu An'an and flicked her forehead.

"You're so good with words."

Wang Ye took the tablet and swiped his finger across the screen twice.

"Blacklist all those WeChat sellers, no-name brands, and all sorts of random daily chemical products."

"Does this chairman care about those tens of millions in endorsement fees? That would be beneath him."

Pei Nana pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and bowed respectfully.

"What about those top international luxury brands? Like LV, Gucci, and a few high-end French perfumes, they offer the highest prices in the world, which even the top actors in the Chinese entertainment industry can't compete with."

Wang Ye tossed the tablet onto the coffee table and scoffed.

"Foreign luxury brands? Just the other day we were humiliating those foreigners and Japanese zaibatsu in Paris, and now we're going to endorse their foreign brands? Has this chairman lost his mind?"

"If I want to wear haute couture, Leng Shuyao and Song Qingman's 'Yunyin Tailor Shop' isn't enough for me? Giving foreigners attention? No way."

Shen Zhiwei stood to the side, adjusted her frameless glasses, her eyes full of admiration.

"Wang Dong's vision is something those traffic stars in the Chinese entertainment industry who grovel and fawn over foreign brands should really take notes of."

"Given your current popularity and status as a national-level hero in protecting cultural relics, there is indeed no need for you to lower yourself to cater to foreign capital."

Wang Ye crossed his legs and held up two fingers.

"I'll just pick two that I like."

"The first one is the Huawei Extraordinary Master Series, the pinnacle of domestic technology, which is a perfect match for the chairman's temperament."

"Secondly, he is a public welfare ambassador for the promotion of high-end organic agricultural products under COFCO Group."

Pei Nana paused for a moment, then looked up.

"Chairman, Huawi's offer is 50 million a year, the top-tier salary."

"But COFCO's public welfare promotion ambassador program is part of a project led by the Ministry of Agriculture to help farmers. The symbolic subsidy is only one million yuan, and they also need to film two promotional videos. This..."

Wang Ye slapped his thigh and spoke with righteous indignation.

"Talking about money is so vulgar! Do you think I'm the kind of person who's obsessed with money?"

"The agricultural assistance projects led by the Ministry of Agriculture—that's called political awareness! That's called social responsibility!"

"Not only do I not want the one million subsidy, you tell Huawei that the fifty million in after-tax endorsement fees should be transferred in full, under the joint name of our company and Huawei, to the National Hope Project and the Rural Assistance Fund for Impoverished and Remote Areas. Not a single penny should go into the company account!"

Wang Ye was making plans in his mind.

A 50 million yuan endorsement fee goes into the company's account and then has to be taxed. How can it be as satisfying as donating it directly?

Anyway, I have the permanent halo of "Charity Ambassador" on me, and I get a double charity rebate of up to 100 million every month!

Next month, he'll add another 50 million to this 50 million, making a total of 100 million to donate. The system will then be able to transfer 200 million in tax-free pure cash to his private China Merchants Bank black card!

With one hand, he's racking up top-tier goodwill across the entire internet and from official sources; with the other, he's making a small fortune for free. That's what you call the financial acumen of a top-tier tycoon!

The women in the living room had no idea what Wang Ye was thinking about the system. When they heard this, they were all stunned.

He didn't even touch the 50 million yuan endorsement fee from a top celebrity, he just donated it all?!

Xu An'an slid off the back of the sofa, hugged Wang Ye's leg, and looked up at him with eyes full of admiration.

"Wang Ye...you're almost unfairly handsome today!"

"Fifty million will be donated without hesitation. This director has decided that tonight, when Consultant Shen wears his cosplay outfit, this director will be your free lighting technician!"

Shen Zhiwei was still touched, but when she heard Xu An'an's words, her pretty face turned bright red, and she reached out to pinch Xu An'an's waist.

"Xu An'an! What nonsense are you spouting! Who asked you to be the lighting technician!"

"Oh dear! Consultant Shen is shy! Everyone, look! The usually serious Director Shen, who's as stern as a dean of students, has ears that are red enough to bleed!"

Xu An'an laughed loudly, dodging and weaving on the sofa, her heavy breasts swaying up and down in front of her.

Pei Nana held the tablet, her breathing becoming rapid, her voice filled with extreme fervor and obedience.

"I understand, Chairman! I'll draft the contract announcement right away and release the news that you've donated your full 50 million yuan endorsement fee!"

"However... I actually questioned your decision when I was reporting just now, which is a serious dereliction of duty. Nana, you must go to the study tonight to receive your punishment."

Wang Ye glanced at Pei Nana's long legs encased in ultra-thin black stockings and chuckled inwardly.

This kind of female director is so restless if she doesn't get scolded for three days straight, she'll find all sorts of excuses to get herself punished.

"Okay, get the contract sorted out first. Take your pointer to the study on the third floor at 10 p.m. and wait there."

Wang Ye stood up, clapped his hands, and glanced at Shen Zhiwei beside him.

"As for now, it's getting late."

"Advisor Shen, who was it that patted their chest and said that tonight, in gratitude for this chairman rescuing the national treasure, they would wear all their privately owned cosplay outfits for me to take photos?"

"Let's go, the lights in the top-of-the-line studio on the basement level are ready. Don't keep this director waiting."

Shen Zhiwei's legs went weak, and amidst the mischievous laughter of Xu An'an and Liu Ruoxi, her face flushed, Wang Ye grabbed her wrist and half-pushed her towards the elevator.

……

a few days later.

In late February, universities in Kyoto officially began the new spring semester.

After several days of development, the news that Wang Ye took over the global endorsement of Huawei Extraordinary Master and donated the entire 50 million yuan endorsement fee to the National Agricultural Assistance Fund without taking a penny has once again stirred up a phenomenal media storm across the internet.

If his role as "Gao Qiqiang" in "The Storm" made him a top-tier actor with national-level acting skills, then his donation of 2.3 billion euros worth of national treasures in Paris made him a patriotic tycoon admired by the entire nation.

This move of donating all of Wang Ye's 50 million yuan endorsement fee has directly elevated his status in the hearts of young people and female fans across the internet to an unprecedented level!

The account's follower count surged, breaking through the 22 million mark!

It was 8:30 a.m. that morning.

Daxing District, Capital Normal University Kede College.

Today is the first day of the second semester of freshman year.

For once, Wang Ye didn't drive his flashy Pagani or Apollo RV. Instead, he drove his black Yangwang U8 slowly along the tree-lined avenue toward the school's main gate.

We just turned the corner at the intersection, which is still 500 meters from the school gate.

Wang Ye slammed on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road. He looked out through the windshield and was completely stunned.

"Holy crap? Is this a zombie apocalypse or has Train to Busan started filming?!"

The main gate of the European-style castle-like school of Kede College was completely blocked, so much so that not even a fly could get in!

The dense crowd stretched from the school gate all the way to the bus stop across the street; there must have been at least a thousand people!

Looking around, all you see are young girls around twenty years old, plus dozens of photographers and online influencers holding DSLR cameras and mobile phone gimbals!

Countless brightly colored LED light-up support signs and huge banners waved wildly in the cold wind, printed with all sorts of incredibly embarrassing slogans:

[Wang Ye! A national-level treasure-protecting warrior! You'd give your life for me if you even glanced at me!]

[Brother Qiang, stop selling fish, sell me instead! I'll pay you back!]

[Chairman Wang, a school board member with billions in assets! Hoping for a chance encounter and a friendly chat on the first day of school!]

[Honey! I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau to the entrance of Kede College, come out and sign the papers quickly!]

More than twenty security guards from the school's security office formed a human wall, their voices almost splitting from shouting, their hat brims pushed askew to the back of their heads, but they still couldn't stop these enthusiastic female fans from rushing forward.

Just then, Wang Ye's cell phone rang.