Noticing Zhang Jue's nod, President Bai was relieved, and everyone began to cheer. Zhang Jue agreed to donate. So, the main problem is halfway there, but it wasn't over yet. Donations can be made, but the amount was also a problem.
Everyone's eyes turned to Lei Shan again. He smiled faintly and said to Miss Cheng, "Excuse me, can you help me tally up how much those colleagues just donated in total?"
Miss Cheng froze and only after President Bai coughed lightly put her back to her senses "Just a moment, I'll count it right away."
The scene's atmosphere was again tense, and everyone was guessing how much Lei Shan wanted to donate.
Three minutes later, Miss Cheng returned and said, "Well, just now, the alumni just donated a total of 2.335 million yuan."
"Okay, thank you." Lei Shan said politely, and then he wrote down 233.5 units in the fundraising book. The unit was valued at ten thousand yuan.
"Wow..."
After Lei Shan finished writing it, the room resounded with loud applause. In the absence of a disaster or epidemic, the Sirui Group donated more than two million yuan to Jiangzhou University at once, which was already quite a good result.
President Bai breathed a sigh of relief to finally give an account with the whole university's teachers and students.
"Wait a minute!" Just at this moment, Zhang Jue's voice rang out.
The entire audience's attention was once again drawn to him. Yang Xue wanted to pull his hand, but she was too late. He took a big step towards Miss Cheng and took the fundraising book that Lei Shan had just handed over to her - to be precise, he snatched it.
He looked at Lei Shan and pointed his finger to the column of the donation amount.
"Mr. Lei, don't you think you made a mistake?"
No one knew what he wanted to do, and no one dared to interrupt him either. But judging from his reaction, it didn't seem to be good news. Did he think he had donated too much and wanted to retract the donation?
Among the scene, only Lei Shan probably guessed what Zhang Jue was thinking.
"Oh, it's not a mistake." Zhang Jue took his finger away, "So I was the one who misread it. I mistakenly thought it was a fly on the book, shame shame shame."
Zhang Jue gave the fundraising book back to Miss Cheng again. Then he quickly walked off the stage, took Yang Xue's hand, and headed out. He was so fast that he left the hotel lobby in three steps and disappeared from the sight of the crowd.
That hasty look, as if he had eaten an expensive dinner without paying. The people there were all stunned, completely confused about what he was up to. When everyone was surprised about Zhang Jue's odd behavior, Miss Cheng was suddenly called by President Bai.
President Bai frowned, thinking that the hotel was too unreliable. But when he turned back around, he was equally stunned by sight before him.
"President Bai, what happened?" Vice President Zhang followed his gaze and turned into the same state.
When each guest's presents discovered the discrepancy, they dropped their jaws in shock. It turned out that after the fundraising book had passed through Zhang Jue's hands, a point had been erased - yes, a decimal point.
The original donation amount was 2.335 million, which instantly turned into 23.35 million. A whole tenfold increase. The fundraising book is not just a number, it's real money, and it can't be filled in carelessly.
The hilarity was too big for them to hold. No wonder he had to run away.
President Bai laughed a few times awkwardly and said to Lei Shan, "Advisor Zhang is really good at jokes."

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I'm In Charge of SCP
FanfictionObject Class: Keter Description: SCP-X is a humanoid that calls himself as "Zhang Jue" and came from a parallel universe with traits that are unaffected by most SCP anomalous objects. Long-term observational studies reveal that he has a mildly antis...