Chapter 880 - 262: The Most Important Person
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After driving for more than half an hour, they arrived at a place called the "Sunflower Welfare Institute."
An old two-story house that still retained some features of a former kindergarten.
The walls were painted with floral patterns, but time and weather had left them mottled.
The house wasn’t big, roughly a few hundred square meters at most, with a courtyard downstairs.
The courtyard was quite spacious, with cemented walls and intricate iron railings on top.
The wrought iron gate of the courtyard was obviously rusty, creaking loudly as it opened.
When Chen Yan and his group arrived, there was a neatly dressed woman standing at the gate, accompanied by two teenage children.
This woman was none other than Dean Shen, Mrs. Shen Aiping.
She didn’t appear as old as Chen Yan had anticipated; in fact, she looked slightly younger than her actual age, with a face around forty, and quite fair-skinned.
Her clothes were simple in color and style, without any jewelry or accessories, and she wore glasses on her nose.
Her medium-length hair was neatly combed, but it was evident that she didn’t have a lot of it.
The car stopped, and as Chen Yan and Lin Xianyu got out, Dean Shen came over to the car.
"Hello everyone, I am Shen Aiping, the person in charge here. Welcome to our welfare institute."
Dean Shen spoke in very standard Mandarin, and she had a pleasant demeanor, appearing to be well-educated.
The assistant was about to speak when Lin Xianyu stepped forward to shake hands with Dean Shen, speaking gently, "Hello Dean Shen, I’m Lin Xianyu."
Lin Xianyu’s striking appearance made Dean Shen take a second look and then lost in thought for a moment before coming back to her senses, "I’m sorry, we’ve never had a visit from such a beautiful star like Miss Lin here before, I got a bit distracted."
After speaking, Dean Shen cautiously suggested, "How about you all come in and sit down for a rest first?"
Lin Xianyu shook her head and smiled, "Dean Shen, I’m here to help the welfare institute, so let’s skip the formalities and get straight to it!"
With that, she nodded to her assistant.
The driver and two helpers jumped out of the small truck that had come with them, and at the assistant’s signal, they started unloading!
The assistant quickly pulled out a list from a notebook.
"Dean Shen, the supplies we brought this time are donated to your institute free of charge. Here is the inventory, in duplicate; please have a look first, then... we may need you to verify the goods, if everything is in order, a signature and official seal will be needed for our company’s records."
Shen Aiping, having been the dean for many years, was no stranger to accepting donations, but this straightforward approach was indeed a first.
Momentarily taken aback, she then refocused, looked over the list carefully, her eyes and expression revealing gratitude.
"We found out there are about a dozen children at the welfare institute here, so we purchased the following supplies:
Five hundred pounds of rice and noodles. Five boxes of cooking oil. These should cover about six months of your daily needs.
Additionally, fifty boxes of milk and some healthy snacks for the children.
In terms of educational and recreational items, ten balls, fifteen children’s bicycles, a box of crayons, a box of markers, a box of notebooks, and a hundred pre-school children’s picture books.
Clothing-wise, ten sets of children’s clothes in small, medium, and large sizes for both boys and girls, and fifty pairs of children’s shoes.
Fifty sets of bedding and fifty sets of children’s toiletries..."
After quickly going through the inventory with Dean Shen, at the assistant’s reminder, Dean Shen promptly coordinated with the workers responsible for unloading and even brought out a small cart to guide them on where to place the items.
After running a few steps, she returned with an apologetic smile, "I’m really sorry, I’m the only adult in the institute today..."
Saying this, she glanced at the two children beside her, "Fifteen, Seventeen, please take the guests to our living room and serve them tea, okay?"
Both children agreed in unison, and Chen Yan glanced at Shen Shiqi, who had been standing quietly by, who remained calm but occasionally let a faint hint of eagerness show in his eyes when looking at the pile of goods.
"Dean Shen, let’s move them together, we’re here to help, not just to be guests."
Lin Xianyu said this while rolling up her sleeves, tying up her hair, and striding towards the truck.
Dean Shen was about to protest, but the assistant said two quiet words to her, pointing at the photographer with the camera equipment who was following along.
Suddenly understanding, Dean Shen stopped objecting and quickly followed.
Lin Xianyu hopped onto the truck and started moving items. The photographer beside her was experienced, moving around and constantly adjusting angles, snapping the shutter repeatedly.
Chen Yan didn’t go over, remaining at the steps of the welfare institute, watching.
Shen Shiqi stood next to Chen Yan, quietly asking, "Brother, aren’t you going to help your girlfriend? She’s just a girl, after all."