All these changes were brought about by Duanmu Haoyu to Kyoto University. At this time, in the eyes of the president, he was already the most popular person, and of course he would not refuse this trivial request.

"I want to donate this money to the mother and son..." Duanmu Haoyu expressed his thoughts, which attracted great praise from the principal.

"Young people, taking credit but not being arrogant, treating money like dirt, it's really commendable!" The principal's opinion of him is getting better and better.

"That's too much of a compliment. I just did what I could." Duanmu Haoyu felt slightly embarrassed when facing the principal's praise.

In the end, somehow this matter was found out by a reporter with extraordinary abilities, and it was posted on the Internet. Now the enthusiasm of netizens was aroused, and they donated money to the mother and son. In just a few days,

, the donations raised actually amounted to hundreds of thousands, which was completely enough for the little boy’s treatment expenses.

But what no one expected was that the little boy's mother actually refused to accept the donation, which surprised everyone.

"I have already borrowed money, which is enough for my son's treatment expenses. So I can't ask for this money!" This mother said when faced with the donations sent by well-wishers.

"Brother Duanmu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have caused so many things again!" Shen Meng, who was discussing the company's next plan with Zhong Yiwen in the office, saw Duanmu Haoyu after being discharged from the hospital.

Pricking the eyes.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I just ran into it!" Duanmu Haoyu was dumbfounded by Shen Meng's words, and pressed her head, "What are you studying?"

"Oh, it's the publicity plan you mentioned, boss!" Zhong Yiwen handed him a plan, "We have already found several spokespersons, but the prices are very high."

"I'm not afraid of the high price. The orders for rice phones and Zhiwei phones have already been paid. We are not short of money!" Duanmu Haoyu took the plan and said confidently, but then his eyes widened, "Fuck.

What? The asking price for this is so high? How dare he ask for 50 million in endorsement fees for a 5-minute advertisement?"

"Yes, otherwise why do you think we are hesitating?" Zhong Yiwen looked at him helplessly, "The other party's asking price is too harsh, and there is no room for bargaining at all!"

"Why does this Liang Jiakun sound familiar to me?" Duanmu Haoyu looked at the plan and suddenly asked, "What does he do?"

"He is an idol! Brother Duanmu, you don't even know this?" Shen Meng was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.

"Hehe, I'm old, I'm old! I can't keep up with the times!" Duanmu Haoyu chuckled and searched carefully in his memory, "Is he a singer or an acting star?"

"No!" Zhong Yiwen answered simply!

"What? Then why are you looking for this person?" Duanmu Haoyu couldn't believe his ears, "Then he dares to ask for so much endorsement fees?"

"He is an idol!" Shen Meng rolled her eyes at him and said matter-of-factly, "It's enough if someone has a crush on him. Why do you care so much?"

"No, wait a minute. I'm a little confused, let me sort it out!" Duanmu Haoyu touched his nose and tapped his fingers on the table, "He can't sing, dance, or act, so how did he become an idol?

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