Hearing Li Yuan respond so readily, Xiang Tan Yanqiu's mind went blank—she hadn't even finished her sentence.
Li Yuan had answered directly, agreeing immediately. "How much is the shortfall?"
Even though she had long heard that Li Yuan was exceptionally generous—a top-tier, second-generation heir and a bona fide billionaire—she was still taken aback.
Is this how the wealthy operate? It's surprisingly pleasant.
Her mind drifted to the committee meeting last night. Ren Jun, Dong Xu, and the others had joked that as long as she was the one to ask, it would be a guaranteed success.
For some reason, Xiang Tan Yanqiu's cheeks suddenly flushed.
"Uh, Li Yuan, aren't you going to think it over?"
Li Yuan smiled graciously. "To help out the class? Sponsoring with a few material things is nothing to think twice about."
"By the way, I've been quite busy these days. I still don't know where you've all decided to go for the autumn outing."
