Chapter 320


    Andrius shook his head and sighed. “The soldiers fought with their lives on the battlefield, and the


    business tycoons in the city enjoy an extravagant life.


    “Back in the warring days, if the rich of the country could financially support the military, we wouldn’t


    have gone to war for so long and sacrificed that many people…”


    Lives were lost during the war. Families were broken, and fathers and husbands were robbed from their


    children and wives.


    “Hehe.” Noir finished another pint of beer. He scoffed and said, “Euphemistically speaking, the rich


    people are here to make the economy thrive, in real terms, they are just blood- sucking leeches


    plundering and oppressing the weak. Most of them grew in size through illegal means, and only then


    did they switch to the good sides.”


    He got so angry in the end that he did not want to continue the topic.


    “Andy, what should I do with the money?”


    “Give it to Sonia.” Andrius pondered for a moment and added, “Tell her to donate the money to the East


    River State Martyr’s Society under Celestial Enterprise’s name.”


    Noir did as told and called Sonia right away.


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    “Ms. Timbend, I have just transferred eight billion to thepany ount. You can donate the


    money to the East River State Martyr’s Society.”


    Eight billion?


    It was arge sum of money, but Sonia was no longer interested in money. Working for the Wolf King,


    she hoped that one day she would win his heart with sincerity, and that became her new goal.


    Therefore, when she received the call from Noir, she headed to the Martyr’s Society herself.


    “What?! Eight billion?”


    The receptionist was astonished when he heard the donation amount. He swallowed nervously and


    said hurriedly, “Ms. Timbend, please hold on. I’ll inform the deputy chairman.”


    Eight billion was not a small amount. It could fill the Martyr’s Society wallet for a long time. The


    receptionist then went away to inform the person in charge.


    A whileter, a bloated middle–aged man came out with gleaming eyes. It was the deputy chairman of


    the Martyr’s Society, Samson Jones.


    “Ms. Timbend!”


    Samson’s hands were already stretched out in the air as he strode over. The smile on his face was so


    wide that the edges almost touched his earlobes.


    A massive donation!


    The thought alone was exciting enough.


    Sonia shook his hands lightly and stated her intention directly, “I am here on behalf of Celestial


    Enterprise to donate eight billion to the Martyr’s Society. I hope that the people who gave their lives to


    the country can rest in peace and that their families can be free from the trauma so that they can live a


    good life.”


    She spotted the pictures of the deceased soldiers on the wall, and some of them were young. It struck


    a chord in her, and her voice grew deeper as she spoke.


    “Yes. I understand,” Samson replied solemnly. “Don’t worry, Ms. Timbend, we will put every penny to


    good use and make sure the families of the deceased are properly taken care of. “They gave their lives


    for thisnd. We cannot just let their sacrifices go unrewarded. I hereby represent everyone in the


    society to thank Celestial Enterprise for the donation. Thank you your trust in us! I’d like to believe there


    are more of you in society.”


    for


    Sonia found the man to be sincere. His eyes even glistened with tears when he spoke. He must be a


    sentimental person as well. She felt relieved cing the money in his care.


    After making the transfer, they chatted for a while longer before Sonia left.


    “Hurry up!”


    Right after Sonia left, Samson said to his man, “Before the new chairman arrives, take half of the


    donation out! That’s four billion! We’re rich this time! Hahaha…”