102: Flood in Central Henan? I'll donate 2 billion to it first!

Yu Zhong is located in the Huang-Huai Plain and is one of the core grain-producing areas of Dragon Xia.

Centuries of agricultural labor have cultivated the hardworking and resilient character of the people of Yu Zhong; we must help with the Yu Zhong flood, no matter what.

"Don't talk about borrowing; we will donate."

Lu Shenwei calculated the days; the production capacity for the next three days should be enough.

"Donate? You're a bright one, kid. Let me thank you on behalf of the people of Yu Zhong first."

Zhou Wen didn't dawdle; the purpose of his trip was to find vehicles.

Three days later, Lu Shenwei entrusted the Qinchuan Administration for Industry and Commerce to donate 1,000 longmao small cars to the disaster-stricken area in Yu Zhong, each filled with fuel before leaving the factory.

"How about writing Julong Steel as the donating enterprise?" Zhou Wen asked.

Lu Shenwei waved his hand and said, "Write 'Qinchuan Caring Public'."

"You're a good kid."

Zhou Wen chuckled lightly; he realized he was growing more and more fond of Lu Shenwei's style.

After donating the cars, Lu Shenwei called over the Finance Officer: "How much money is left in the account?"

"After deducting the payments to suppliers, there is still 4.6 billion," the Finance Officer blurted out.

Lu Shenwei pondered for a moment: "Take out 2 billion and donate it to the disaster victims in Yu Zhong."

"Huh?"

"What 'huh'? Go do it."

The Finance Officer nodded heavily and immediately arranged the transfer.

That afternoon, the Yu Zhong Charity Federation received a huge donation of 2 billion, noted as coming from the Qinchuan Caring Public.

The poor children in the disaster-stricken area of Yu Zhong had just had their school washed away by the flood and were happy they didn't have to attend class.

As a result, the disaster relief funds arrived, and the next day they were having morning study sessions at a temporary school.

Yu Zhong Charity Federation.

"President, 2 billion in donations just came in."

"What? 2 billion? Which tycoon is it?"

"The donor is noted as the Qinchuan Caring Public."

"Qinchuan Caring Public? It must be a pseudonym. Check the remittance account."

The president was an old hand who had managed the Charity Federation for many years and had never made any mistakes.

"Found it, Qin Chuan Julong Steel Factory."

"Julong Steel Factory? Never heard of it. They must want to expand their corporate reputation through the donation. Do they have any requirements for publicity? We should cooperate as much as possible; we can't let a caring enterprise feel discouraged."

"I'll go ask right now."

The staff member in the office of Julong Steel Factory who received the call was bewildered. Our factory donated money? And 2 billion?

"I'm not clear on the situation you mentioned, please wait a moment while I ask."

The office staff member rushed to find the director, who was also dumbfounded.

"I'll ask the factory manager."

Julong Steel implemented a factory manager responsibility system, and usually, any major situation in the factory was reported to the factory manager immediately.

As it turned out, Ma Quanlin had no idea about the donation, so he rushed to find Lu Shenwei.

"Xiao Lu, someone is using our factory name to donate to the Yu Zhong disaster area," Ma Quanlin said hurriedly.

Lu Shenwei said calmly: "Did they receive it?"

"Is it really us who donated it?"

"Yes, I had the Finance Officer send a sum of money over."

"2 billion?"

Lu Shenwei nodded, and Ma Quanlin got anxious: "Shouldn't we publicize it?"

"Isn't this what a responsible enterprise should do?"

With one sentence, Lu Shenwei left Ma Quanlin speechless.

The Yu Zhong Charity Federation received the news, and the staff were all stunned.

"What does this mean? Donating without leaving a name?"

The president had been in charity work for decades and this was the first time he had seen such a low-key enterprise.

"President, what should we do now?"

"Since the enterprise does not want to publicize it, we will respect their wishes. At the end of the year, we will award a Dragon Xia Charity Enterprise plaque to Julong Steel."

The most important thing at the moment was disaster relief and the distribution of supplies, minimizing the losses of the disaster victims, and properly settling the affected people, so the matter of Julong Steel's huge donation was temporarily kept quiet and not widely publicized.

But the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. Julong Steel wanted to be low-key, but those with ulterior motives didn't want Julong Steel to have it easy.

The following month, the floods receded, and the disaster relief work gradually came to an end.

Busy-bodies on the internet launched a Red List of Dragon Xia Caring Enterprises, with giants like Dragon Xia Petroleum and Dragon Xia People's Bank ranking in the top three.

The public relations department of Locke Dongde Niu Ding Company inadvertently discovered this list and noticed that Julong Steel was not on it.

"President, this is a good opportunity for us to crush Julong Steel," the assistant suggested.

"There is an old saying in Dragon Xia: 'Public clamor can melt gold; accumulated slander can dissolve bones.' Julong Steel has made so much money, yet they didn't donate to the disaster area in Dragon Xia. The spit of the ignorant Dragon Xia public will drown them."

William said sinisterly: "Julong Steel is a tough nut to crack. Collect more dirt on them and try to kill them off in one go!"

The assistant turned to prepare, and after some investigation, he really found something.

"President, I discovered that Julong Steel had actually donated things to the tsunami-stricken area in Japan."

"Is there a problem with that? We donated back then too."

"Dragon Xia and Japan have a century-old hatred. If a Dragon Xia enterprise donates to a disaster area in Japan, once the Dragon Xia public finds out, their rage will overturn Julong Steel!"

"Really?"

William's eyes widened. Julong Steel had caused him heavy losses and made him miss out on the position of President, so now he could only resign himself to being Vice President.

"It's absolutely true, I found it in the announcement from the disaster area in Japan," the assistant confirmed.

William was thrilled: "Clever little groundhog, your head doesn't seem that stupid after all. Immediately have the PR department recruit a group of internet warriors; I want to ruin Julong Steel's reputation!"

As the donation Red List was exposed across Dragon Xia, an invisible force pushed Julong Steel into the abyss.

[Hundreds of large enterprises in Dragon Xia have donated, so why don't I see any sign of Julong Steel?]

[No way? Even the bankrupt Lis Group donated 5 million to buy a reputation, would Julong Steel not donate?]

[Anyway, I flipped through the entire Red List and didn't see a single enterprise starting with the character "Qin".]

[The longmao small cars are selling well and making so much money; is Julong Steel trying to be a stingy miser?]

[You can know a person's face but not their heart, but they are an enterprise. What is the purpose of an enterprise? To maximize profits. Julong Steel donating to the disaster area is a moral duty, but if they don't donate, you can't morally kidnap them.]

Various "rational" viewpoints emerged, and a war to smear Julong Steel officially began.

Lu Shenwei received the news immediately, but the Western Theater Command had provided feedback on the improvement of swarm attack drones, and his mind was focused on improving the equipment, so he left the matter of calming public opinion to Ma Quanlin.

Poor old Ma had no idea about the power of internet public opinion; he just casually issued an announcement refuting the false rumors, not expecting the situation to ferment further.

More and more internet trolls joined the bandwagon to smear Julong Steel. By the time Lu Shenwei was free, the situation was on the verge of spiraling out of control.

The message board on the official website of Julong Steel was occupied by a large number of vulgar and violent comments.

[You make so much money and don't donate to the disaster area; are you saving it to buy yourself a graveyard?]

[Damn it! I trusted you guys; I thought you were really a patriotic enterprise.]

[F*** your mother! Refund! The products are trash, and the people are even more trash!]

[Trash Julong Steel, get out of Qinchuan!]