At the moment, Jesko was driving down the middle of the road, with Qi Xi seated in the passenger seat. Her face, however, was flushed red, probably because this was the first time she was attracting so much attention.
Because when the car waited for the traffic lights, the cars nearby would always lower their windows to take a look, and even the passing pedestrians would take a few extra glances.
The appearance of the car was simply too eye-catching.
This was also Shen Yuan's trouble. Driving this car, he just couldn't keep a low profile, and he even had to endure some envious stares.
Driving a sports car worth tens of millions, with a good-looking girl with a fine figure in the passenger seat—it was hard not to provoke jealousy.
As soon as the green light came on, Shen Yuan stomped on the accelerator. Amidst the raging roar, before the other cars could pick up speed, the Jesko had already shot out ahead.
One of the joys of driving a sports car is that it's hard to find a car on the road that's faster than yours.
Shen Yuan smugly adjusted his sunglasses, but before he could bask in his pride for long, a Mi SU7 actually caught up with him.
Shen Yuan stepped on the gas again, hoping to pull away from it, but the car kept up.
Damn... Jesko, when fueled with regular gasoline, accelerates from zero to a hundred kilometers in 2.8 seconds, but the SU7 could also reach 2.8 seconds; Shen Yuan simply couldn't shake it off.
An electric car worth about two hundred thousand could achieve the performance of a multi-million-dollar sports car—suddenly, Shen Yuan felt the Jesko wasn't that appealing anymore.
"Leizi, you really damn well deserve to die!"
Shen Yuan cursed inwardly but then he thought about how this Jesko had created a cashback of 70 million for him, and his heart found its balance again.
Suddenly, a timid voice sounded next to him, "Um, Chairman Shen, could you drive a bit slower?"
Shen Yuan glanced to his right to see Qi Xi with her back pressed against the seat, nervously gripping the car's handle on the roof, her face pale with fear.
It was no surprise; the sudden surge at the start had been comparable to a roller coaster.
"Oops, sorry, I almost neglected how you were feeling."
Shen Yuan didn't race the other car anymore and gradually eased off the accelerator, before asking, "Qi Xi, to be invited to the alumni event, you must have had good grades back then, right?"
Qi Xi, feeling the car slow down, let out a breath of relief, "Not really, my grades were not good enough to be invited to the alumni event. I was invited this time because I work at the education development foundation."
The elegant alumni event still had its barriers; either you had excellent grades or you had achieved certain successes in politics, business, or academia.
Shen Yuan continued to ask, "How long have you been working there? Is the flow of funds transparent?"
"After graduation, to give back to my alma mater, I took a position at the foundation."
Qi Xi spoke softly, "I don't know if it's transparent, as I just work as an ordinary donation relations officer, responsible for feedback on project implementation, expressing gratitude, managing donation procedures, issuing donation receipts, and so on."
Shen Yuan nodded in realization, "I see. So, you mean to say that after I make a donation, you will have to issue me a receipt and bring gifts to my house to express thanks, right?"
"There are several donation relations officers, but Chairman Shen, if you need it, I can apply to serve you..."
As she spoke towards the end, Qi Xi's cheeks turned somewhat red, seemingly aware that the word "serve" might be a bit inappropriate.
Shen Yuan gave a wry smile, "What's there to be shy about? Rest assured, I won't use my power to coerce or entice you."
Qi Xi became even more embarrassed having been told this.
The elegant alumni event dinner was arranged at a high-end restaurant. The school had booked the entire second floor. Shen Yuan parked his car and went upstairs, planning to find a place to sit. But as soon as he arrived, he got pulled over by Old Yu and Principal Old Tang.
"Shen Yuan, come sit with us."
Principal Old Tang, around 60 years old with graying temples and a thinning patch of hair on top—typical male pattern baldness—but his expression was lively and spirited.
His seat was centrally located above the main hall, the very center of attention. At the table, besides the two or three school leaders for company, there were also academicians who had just spoken at the event, as well as several outstanding alumni from both the political and business worlds.
Old Yu was at this table too. He called Shen Yuan over to take a seat and introduced him to the outstanding alumni and school leaders present, then said with a smile:
"Shen Yuan, this time I'm basking in your glory. Otherwise, I don't usually get the chance to sit at this table."
Old Yu joked. As Shen Yuan's teacher and the lowest in status at the table, he had to take on the role of livening up the atmosphere.
"Old Yu, though I caused you quite a bit of trouble in those two years of high school, often being criticized for skipping classes or going online, and our class barely won any 'red flags.'"
Shen Yuan smiled and said, "But that's a separate matter. You've still got to return my novels and gaming console you confiscated back then." Follow current novels on noveⅼfire.net
Everyone at the table was amused. It seemed that Shen Yuan had a good sense of humor. They had just heard that Shen Yuan was going to 10 million and were curious which businessman it was. Turns out, he was a young and handsome talent.
Principal Old Tang laughed and took over, "Old Yu, since Shen Yuan has contributed so much to the school, you may as well give him all the novels and gaming consoles you've confiscated over the years."
"Hey, that's not possible."
Old Yu pretended to hesitate, "What if a student who can a few million comes forward and asks me for those novels and gaming consoles? How am I supposed to return them then?"
"Old Yu, you really dare to dream..."
Old Tang and Old Yu's back-and-forth quickly helped to stir up the atmosphere at the table.
Meanwhile, Ding Manman and her party were sitting at a table in the corner, feeling a bit sour as they watched Shen Yuan chatting and laughing with the principal and others at the main table.
Midway through the dinner, Principal Old Tang took to the stage and picked up the microphone, beaming, "Thank you to all our distinguished alumni for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend our alumni gathering..."