On the internet, people were talking continuously.

Some admired Qin Yun’s generosity, praised Celestial Fortune as a conscientious enterprise, and their goodwill towards it greatly increased, but there were still some people who had suspicions about Celestial Fortune.

The crux of the matter was that many charitable foundations nowadays do not disclose how donations are used, and there have even been many exposés that much of this money ends up in private pockets, with the proportion truly used to help those in need being quite small.

This has led to a general mistrust of many charitable organizations.

Of course, most people still choose to believe in Qin Yun and are watching to see how Qin Yun will actually use this money?

...

"Watch carefully! The more people observe, the better. I’m just curious to see how Qin Yun will spend."

In a restaurant, Jin Xin was scrolling through the news on his phone about Celestial Fortune’s massive charitable donation.

The news spread so quickly, of course, he had played no small part in it.

Because he had dealings in the charity industry and knew too much about it.

When it comes to donations, people speak generously, but when it comes time to actually spend the money, too many become stingy.

For Jin Xin, it was delightful to see Qin Yun spend fifty million because it was Qin Yun’s money.

Such an amount is significant even for the Jin Group; market value is one thing, but their liquid assets are limited.

And for Celestial Fortune, clearly, this is a considerable sum as well.

If Qin Yun is reluctant to spend it, then tarnishing his reputation would be easy for Jin Xin.

"Hmph, let’s see if you’re ambiguous with your actions; if so, just wait for the online ridicule!" Jin Xin thought smugly to himself.

...

Online, everyone was focused on Celestial Fortune, and under some invisible influence, their attention shifted to the utilization of the charity donation from Celestial Fortune.

Qin Yun did not pay much attention to the information online; early in the morning, he had already boarded a plane to the western region.

By a little past eleven in the morning, he had reached his first destination.

"President Qin, currently many people on the internet are paying attention to Celestial Fortune’s charity activities..."

Getting off the plane, Zhao Tianqiang called Qin Yun to report the news.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun smiled, "Looks like Jin Group is exerting some effort behind the scenes."

At this time, Jin Xin would undoubtedly be keeping a close watch on him. Any attempts to muddle through were impossible.

"But actually, that’s for the best."

Qin Yun thought silently; he had already intended to truly use the money to do something substantial, so he wasn’t worried about Jin Group’s stirring up trouble.

In fact, with this kind of attention, Celestial Fortune’s charity actions would be well-executed, significantly enhancing Celestial Fortune’s influence!

"Keep pushing the news; the more they promote, the less effort I need to exert."

In his mind, Qin Yun was considering this as he looked off into the distance, where there was a mountainous region.

He had prepared fifty million to help the children in the western mountainous areas, and with so much money, he certainly needed to conduct a thorough inspection.

"President Qin, up ahead is Zhao Family Village." As they drove to a certain spot, a girl said from beside Qin Yun.

The girl looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven, dressed in formal wear, her face seemed very familiar, it was Lin Yueshan, the close friend of Jiang Lei, Qin Yun’s university advisor.

Lin Yueshan was passionate about charity, and she had been in charge of several of Celestial Fortune’s charitable initiatives in the past.

This time, coming to the western region for an inspection, Qin Yun brought a few people from Celestial Fortune, with Lin Yueshan being the main person responsible.

"I came to Zhao Family Village two years ago, there were many left-behind children as many parents had gone out to work, leaving them to be cared for by their grandparents."

Lin Yueshan talked about some situations she had seen in the past.

Previously, she also donated money to the Red Cross and others, hoping to help the western region, and she even almost came here to volunteer as a teacher in the past.

As she spoke, several people approached from afar, led by a man in his fifties, who was thin and gaunt, with a head of white hair and a weathered face.

Another person next to the man was similar, though shorter in stature.

"President Qin, welcome to our Shanle Town’s Zhao Family Village!"

The leading man approached eagerly.

"Mayor Zhou, Village Chief Zhao." Qin Yun nodded.

The visitors were indeed the mayor of Shanle Town and the chief of Zhao Family Village. They had heard that Qin Yun was coming to the village for charity work, and they were excited, so they had come to the entrance to greet him.

"Mayor Zhou, Village Chief Zhao, let’s head into the village for a look." After exchanging a few words, Qin Yun spoke.

"Alright, President Qin." Mayor Zhou and the others nodded hastily and led the way.

They had already gathered some information beforehand and knew that Qin Yun planned to spend fifty million to help the children in the mountain villages. Such a large sum obviously couldn’t be entirely spent here, but leaving even a bit behind would slightly improve the children’s lives.

"President Qin, our Zhao Family Village currently has fifty-three households..." Village Chief Zhao kept introducing.

Qin Yun was also observing each place they passed.

Having arrived here, he was contemplating how to execute the charity effectively, to ensure the money was really spent and could genuinely help the children.

Walking in the village, the houses were scattered about, with some looking quite dilapidated. In front of some houses, there were elderly people.

From time to time, there were also some children seen along the road; the clothes on them were dirty, and their little faces were too.

Qin Yun looked silently; the poverty in Zhao Family Village was evident.

Some people said that those in the western impoverished mountain areas could move out, and then they wouldn’t be poor anymore?

But there was a very practical issue: the surrounding regions, many areas, were just like Shanle Town’s Zhao Family Village. If they were to move, it would mean relocating entire villages from every town, which was clearly impractical.

Soon, Qin Yun and the others arrived at a place where there was a school in the distance.

Compared to the various dilapidated houses, the school looked like the newest and largest building.

Even here, education was clearly a focus.

"President Qin, our Shanle Town has ten villages, with primary and middle schools merged together, and both are located within Zhao Family Village." Mayor Zhou said.

Qin Yun nodded, and suddenly he noticed not far away, there was a little girl who seemed to be about six or seven years old standing by the roadside, holding something in her hand, curiously watching their group.

The little girl had two small pigtails, her face was dirty, but her eyes were bright.

She also had a backpack on.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Yun walked over to the little girl.

Seeing Qin Yun approach, the little girl was a bit shy and wanted to leave, but she didn’t; instead, she looked up at Qin Yun.

"Why aren’t you in school and staying by the roadside?" Qin Yun crouched down and asked with a smile.

Hearing Qin Yun’s question, the little girl tilted her little head, seemingly pondering his query.

After considering for a while, she softly said, "School is in the afternoon."

"Sister."

Before she could say another word, another girl ran over from a distance.