What kind of master of traditional Chinese medicine? I'm just a male technician.

Chapter 142 Temporary Interlude

"Gently cupping your face, I wipe away your tears~"

Song Yaqing wore a dark blue evening gown tonight, which perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure.

After she went on stage, she chose to sing a classic old song.

Her singing voice was deep, resonant, and extremely captivating.

He brought out the full potential of a top-tier singer.

In addition, since she was the last to appear, many people in the audience began to donate generously as soon as the show started.

One million, two million, three million...

The total amount of donations soared and soon reached more than six million.

However, that's all.

Halfway through the song's performance, Song Yaqing had only raised a meager eight million yuan in donations.

Moreover, the growth rate is getting slower and slower.

Judging from this, the maximum amount of donations she can raise in the end will be no more than ten million, which is nowhere near as much as Ye Qingcheng did just now.

"What's going on? Our idol sings so well, why isn't anyone donating?"

Wang Tao, sitting in the audience, looked at the numbers displayed on the big screen, which were far below her expectations, and immediately began to get anxious.

Li Yi said, "Sister Wang, everyone has donated more than 200 million yuan tonight. Especially when Ye Qingcheng appeared just now, she raised more than 20 million yuan in donations. I estimate that everyone has donated what they were supposed to."

"What? So if that's the case, isn't it a waste for the idol to make a grand finale appearance?"

"What's not worth it? The fact that Sister Song is the last to appear is enough to prove her status. It's just a donation event, why do you care so much?"

"No way! I can't just stand by and watch my idol get outdone by someone else." Wang Tao said as she picked up her phone to continue using it.

"Wait! Sister Wang, you're not going to donate money again, are you?"

Seeing this, Li Yi quickly stopped her and pointed to the large screen in the banquet hall, "Sister Song has only raised less than ten million so far. She's more than ten million less than Ye Qingcheng. Even when it comes to charity, we should do what we can!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tao's hands froze.

Yes, we're still short over ten million. We can't just donate that much directly, can we?

Although Wang Tao owns several apartment buildings for rent, all of those properties were purchased through mortgage loans over the years as investments.

In reality, her total assets were only tens of millions, and she also had a large amount of bank loans.

The actual amount of liquid funds is pitifully small.

Otherwise, when Bai Ruxue's factory burned down and she urgently needed money, she wouldn't have been unable to come up with it.

Even if I wanted to support Song Yaqing now, I don't have the power to do so.

Thinking of this, Wang Tao could only grit her teeth and say, "Damn it! It's all that Ye Qingcheng's fault. If she hadn't acted so provocatively, so many people wouldn't have donated money, and our idol wouldn't have been overshadowed by her!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yi shook his head noncommittally.

Although Ye Qingcheng attracted attention by selling her body, the funds she raised were ultimately for charity, not for herself, so she can't be entirely blamed.

On stage, Song Yaqing's performance was about to end.

Just as Li Yi had predicted, the amount of donations raised by the other party had just exceeded ten million.

Seeing Wang Tao's sullen expression, he comforted her, "Alright, at least Sister Song raised ten million for the charity fund, which is much better than Xiao Lou's previous efforts."

That made sense, but Wang Tao was still somewhat unwilling. "Hmph! I just can't stand that Ye Qingcheng!"

At the same time, Ye Qingcheng also felt somewhat displeased with Song Yaqing, who was singing on stage.

Despite being a top-tier superstar with popularity many times greater than Song Yaqing, she couldn't make the grand finale appearance.

Moreover, everyone in the entertainment industry is in this business, but Song Yaqing always puts on a cold and aloof act, pretending to be a pure and innocent girl, which makes her seem like she's selling herself.

On what grounds?

Ye Qingcheng looked at the donation amount displayed on the screen, her eyes flashed, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.

So she simply beckoned her assistant over and whispered a few words in the assistant's ear.

The assistant was taken aback. "Sister Ye, isn't this a bit against the rules?"

"Tch! What rules? We're doing this to raise more funds and do more good deeds."

"But... what if Song Yaqing doesn't cooperate later?"

"Don't worry, there are a lot of important people here tonight. If she really makes a scene in this kind of situation, someone will take care of her."

The assistant then understood Ye Qingcheng's true intention.

She nodded immediately. "Understood, Sister Ye. I'll take care of it right away."

Wishing you happiness and peace~

The song ended.

Song Yaqing bowed to the audience to express her gratitude, and was about to leave the stage when a voice rang out.

"Miss Song, please wait a moment~"

Immediately afterwards, the host walked over quickly.

Song Yaqing was stunned. According to the original procedure, there was nothing for her to do after the performance. So what was going on?

"Ms. Song, thank you for your wonderful performance. We have just tallied the total amount raised for charity tonight: 183.65 million."

Are you satisfied with this number?

"Forehead......"

Song Yaqing wasn't sure what the host was trying to do, but she glanced at the numbers on the big screen and quickly calculated it in her mind.

Although there were quite a few celebrities present tonight, totaling more than twenty, the biggest ones were only A-list stars, with no top-tier superstars or divas. Raising more than 180 million is still quite an achievement.

Moreover, during his performance, he raised ten million in donations, which exceeded the number of people who had no reviews.

All things considered, it seems there's nothing to be dissatisfied with.

So, Song Yaqing nodded gently, "Thank you all for your generous help. Here, on behalf of all the children in the mountainous areas, I sincerely wish you all the best and good health."

"It seems that Miss Song is quite satisfied with the charity fund raised tonight."

The host smiled, then suddenly changed the subject, "However, I think this amount of funding is still far from enough for those millions of children in mountainous areas."

"Ms. Song, would you be willing to raise more funds for their charity?"

What does this mean? Could it be that they want me to sing another song?

Song Yaqing paused for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded. "If we can help raise more funds for the children, that would certainly be a good thing."

"good!"

The host clapped his hands and immediately turned to face the crowd in the banquet hall. "With Ms. Song's permission, we will now add an auction segment."

Next, whoever offers the highest price will have the opportunity to have dinner with Ms. Song alone.

Of course, all proceeds from this auction will be donated to our charitable foundation.

Wait! What? Having dinner together?

Upon hearing this, Song Yaqing froze in place, looking utterly astonished.