How can a substitute top have feelings? (MTL)

Chapter 32 Lin Wen

"Mr. Xie, Merry Christmas."

　　At eight o'clock in the morning on the 25th, not long after Xie Chenyou arrived at the office, Yuan Jiangyu came over with a computer and knocked on the door. "When I went to the Finance Department just now, I heard Xiao Lu say that you have a private charity donation project, so I came to ask. Mr. Xie, do you have donation records or transfer screenshots? It's the end of the year and the company may need them for tax returns."

　　Xie Chenyou took a sip of coffee and said, "I didn't save the bill. I'll have someone issue it later."

　　"Well, OK," Yuan Jiangyu said casually when he saw that he hadn't turned on the computer yet, "Mr. Xie, your foundation has been established for three years and you have donated so much money, but why didn't you tell me? We can donate more together. If I hadn't gone to the Finance Department to get the documents today, I wouldn't have known about this."

　　"It's established in a private name." Xie Chenyou glanced at the huge Christmas tree downstairs. The sunlight plated a layer of gold on the roots of his eyelashes. He said, "Sister Yuan, Merry Christmas."

　　Yuan Jiangyu immediately showed his tact and stopped asking further questions.

　　"No, this is a charity fund project established by Mr. Xie in his personal name." It was the end of the year, and everyone in the Finance Department was busy. When the secretary sent the bill over, Liu Henian happened to be in the office of the Financial Director Xiao Lu.

　　The director was so busy that he didn't even bother to raise his head. He said, "You can ask Mr. Xie for the specific matters. Maybe Mr. Yuan also knows."

　　Liu Henian bombarded Xie Chenyou with more than a hundred messages on WeChat last night - he still hasn't received a reply, so he naturally didn't dare to bother Xie Chenyou. He could only turn around and go to Yuan Jiangyu's office.

　　Yuan Jiangyu was concise and conscientious, and was particularly patient. He answered Liu Henian's questions one by one: "Well, it has been established for three years, and the donations... tens of millions."

　　"Yes, all of them were donated by Mr. Xie personally."

　　"I only know that the funds are for the treatment of children with leukemia. I don't know the details at all, and Mr. Xie didn't say much."

　　Liu Henian licked his lips and sighed: "Old Xie is too low-key. He didn't even tell us."

　　"Now you know." Yuan Jiangyu prepared to get some water. She stood up in her high heels, her eyes instantly turning into worry. "Xiao Liu, your hair..."

　　Liu Henian raised his hand and touched it, and was immediately shocked: "Damn, I was so excited watching the dance yesterday that my wig fell off!"

　　As Liu Henian ran away in a hurry, a corner of Yuan Jiangyu's skirt fluttered up and then slowly fell down.

　　There is also a heartfelt sigh: "It's really not easy to be a programmer."

　　"Old Xie, Old Xie, is that foundation of yours... established because of your sister?" As it turned out, Liu Henian's 'patience' was only four hours. When he got off work in the evening, he couldn't help but get close to Xie Chenyou to ask questions.

　　Xie Chenyou glanced at him, walked into the elevator, and the result was self-evident.

　　Liu Henian followed him and continued to chatter: "Four years ago, you seemed to have mentioned that your sister was sick and needed to borrow money. Later, later..."

　　"Later, I borrowed money for the surgery. The operation was very successful, and he's alive and well now." Xie Chenyou took over the conversation. The elevator happened to stop on the second floor below ground. As they walked out, Liu Henian saw the smile on Xie Chenyou's lips.