Damn it, even Jack Ma can’t donate 600 million directly!!

Wang Hao didn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out.

He has no idea how much money Chen Zongheng has?!

How rich does a person have to be to... easily donate 600 million in assets without blinking an eye?

Perhaps, only those general managers who have dealt with Chen Zongheng's bank cards will know how huge a digital amount is hidden in this gentleman's private account.

If we must use a ratio to measure, then...that is, wealth can rival a country.

After handling all the donations, Chen Zongheng picked up Wang Hao and threw him into the Mercedes-Benz.

Then, he drove all the way to Fud University.

"Ying... hero... what are you going to do?" Wang Hao sat in the car, trembling all over, "hero... I donated all the money to you... didn't you agree to let me go?"

Wang Hao's voice was a little frightened.

"Don't worry, aren't you the director here? I'm just bringing you to work normally, so there's no need to panic."

Chen Zongheng, holding a cigarette in his mouth, stopped the car and directly lifted Wang Hao out of the car.

"Let's go to your office." Chen Zongheng carried Wang Hao and walked all the way towards the director's office.

Wang Hao was frightened and trembling, "Hero...I...I have resigned. I have no office anymore."

His whole body felt that something was wrong, and he begged for mercy and tried to escape.

But Chen Zongheng turned his head and glanced at him, "Resign? Who allowed you to... resign?"

Huh~ Wang Hao's entire face suddenly turned pale.

Are you planning to let yourself go?!

"No... a good man... I donated all my assets to you... You said, let me live... please!" Wang Hao was frightened and trembling, holding on to the guardrail of the stairs, begging for mercy.

Chen Zongheng turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

"I haven't received a cent of your 600 million." After saying that, he picked up Wang Hao, dragged him directly, and forced him upstairs!

Whoa! At that moment, Wang Hao's heart trembled suddenly!

Yeah?! All those 600 million were donated to charity by him!!

Wang Hao's whole body was trembling with fear!!

Chen Zongheng carried him up the stairs and towards the office.

Along the way, there were classmates passing by. When they saw this scene, they all opened their eyes and looked at it in disbelief?

"Then...isn't that Director Wang??"

"Yeah, what's going on??"

"Director Wang...why are you being carried??"

The students' eyes widened with confusion and shock on their faces.

Chen Zongheng carried Wang Hao all the way to the door of the director's office.

At this time, the office door was locked.

Chen Zongheng just raised his leg and kicked the entire door!

A huge and luxurious office with an area of ​​100 square meters appeared in front of me.

It's really luxurious to the extreme.

You can imagine how much money Wang Hao was greedy for on a daily basis!

Chen Zongheng was unambiguous and calmly carried Wang Hao into the office, then directly threw his two hundred kilogram body on the office chair.

The whole chair sank violently.

"Ying... hero... what on earth... do you want to do?" Wang Hao's fat body curled up on the chair, trembling with fear.

Chen Zongheng put out his cigarette butt, turned around and sat on the sofa in the office.

He glanced around and said, "The decoration is good."

Then, minding his own business, he lit a cigarette for himself.

"I'm thirsty, let's make some tea." He said calmly.

Wang Hao, trembling and trembling, stood up from his chair and carefully made him a pot of hot tea.

Tangtang, the director of education, is frightened and humble at this moment, making tea for a young man like this. If this spreads out, I am afraid it will shock the school.

Chen Zongheng picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

He looked so calm and calm, as if he had really put everything aside.

Wang Hao stood aside shivering, not even daring to take a breath.

In the office, the atmosphere seemed a bit silent.

Wang Hao hesitated for a long time, and finally hesitantly said, "Hero...hero...see if you can..."

"No." Chen Zongheng looked calm and spat out two words directly.

Wang Hao's complexion instantly turned pale.

this.

"Hero...what do you want?" Wang Hao completely collapsed.

At this moment, it was like a knife hanging over his head. The feeling of dying made him worse off than die!

"Aren't you the director? Keep working." Chen Zong was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and tasting green tea, looking calm and relaxed.

Wang Hao's body was trembling and frightened. This feeling was more terrifying than death.

Shivering, he returned to his desk and sat down cautiously. Cold sweat had already penetrated his forehead.

"Ying... hero, I surrender. I surrender to the relevant departments, okay? Please... let me surrender?!"

Wang Hao sat down for a few minutes before he could no longer bear the depression and begged for mercy tremblingly.

At this moment, life is worse than death!

Here, waiting to die.

It’s better to just surrender!

If he surrenders, he may... still have a way to survive.
Chapter completed!