Reborn as a Noble's Son

The Hope Project, a charity project initiated by the Youth League in collaboration with the Huaxia Youth Foundation last year. The aim was to support underprivileged children who had dropped out of school, as well as establish Hope Primary Schools in rural and remote areas, as part of an effort to improve teaching conditions in impoverished regions. These were two main aspects of the Hope Project.

This time last year, when the Hope Project had just been launched, even the head of state had personally inscribed the name of the project. It was a newly established charity project. Yet, before those pictures of the girl with the big eyes had become public, the Hope Project was still relatively low-key.

Understandably, Ye Hui, who had spent a long time living abroad, was completely astounded. Her puzzled look at Nie Zhenbang made her ask: “Cousin, what is all this about? You could just donate the charitable funds to the Huaxia Red Cross Society, right?”

His cousin’s informal salutation startled Nie Zhenbang a bit, but he still responded with a smile, “Sure, it’s not a bad idea, but I always believe philanthropy is not just for show. Abroad, those who contribute to charity often supervise the allocation of funds and always seek to understand who benefits from their donations. Unfortunately, we don’t have such norms in our country yet. If it were up to the Red Cross…”

Nie Zhenbang didn’t finish his sentence, but he did recall that in later years, a woman who owned a Maserati brought disgrace to the Red Cross. Public trust was completely destroyed.

Before Nie Zhenbang could finish, Ye Hui furrowed her brows with a strong sense of confidence, “Let them dare. If they misuse my donations, that would be the end of their reign.”

Pausing a moment, she smiled and changed the subject, “However, your idea is quite interesting, younger cousin. The real joy in giving comes from getting personally involved. Listenting to you today is better than ten years of study. I just realized that all my previous donations were actually not effective. Perhaps it would be a good idea to raise the donations ourselves, and then personally find people and causes to support. This might just be a good way both to occupy my time and learn about life.”

Nie Zhenbang smiled at Ye Hui’s remark. He had never heard anyone talk about charity like this before. Her attitude was not quite right. Of course, he believed that once Ye Hui personally experienced the hardships in these impoverished regions and the joy that philanthropy brings, she would deeply fall in love with this approach.

Nie Zhenbang didn’t want to dwell further on the topic, so he changed the conversation, “Sister Hui, since we’re hosting a charity banquet, it might be more lively if we adopted a charity auction format. After all, charity is not very common, at least not in our social circle.”

At these words, Nie Zhenbang paused. There was nothing he held back from Dong Wan or Ye Hui. He continued, “Sister Hui, I assume you know. Among our social circle in Jingcheng, extravagance is not uncommon. While we have not seen cases of extreme poverty among us, the idea of these people getting involved in charitable activities is almost unthinkable in the current climate.”

Hearing Nie Zhenbang’s words, Ye Hui looked taken aback, she looked at him thoughtfully and then praised, “Well done, young man from the Nie family, even knowing about these charity auction events. Seems like you’ve certainly gotten a real life experience. Your words remind me. I think we should definitely have a charity auction. As for the venue and banquet preparations, you can take care of it. I will handle the items for the auction.”

With Nie Zhenbang’s involvement, the charity auction and banquet started making heads turn among the Jingcheng high society.

The Dynasty Club showed its vast network during this time. Meanwhile, Yang

Anbang also came with news of the banquet, and also joined in. Although the Tang Dynasty Club catered to business elites, many members also belonged to the Dynasty Club. With their involvement, the banquet turned into a grand gathering joining political and business circles.

Five days later, it was nearing August First, an important holiday for the Huaxia Nation’s army. On this summer night towards the end of July, the sky was still bright around six o’clock.

Yet, a large crowd had already gathered at the Dynasty Club. The large parking area was already full with an assortment of luxurious cars.

As time gradually passed, the red carpet at the entrance of the Dynasty Club was laid out onto the road, and the spotlights around were already lit. Outside the Dynasty Club, numerous media reporters had already gathered.

At this moment, as the hostess of the Dynasty Club, Li Lixue wore a black, low-cut evening gown, accentuating the firm fullness of her chest.

Next to her, Yang Anbang leaned over and whispered into Nie Zhenbang’s ear,

“Zhenbang, such a beauty, and you haven’t made your move. It seems, you’re not just an ordinary man. Could it be that you…”

Before he could finish, Nie Zhenbang retorted, “Second brother, it’s you who lacks ability. What I have is romance, do you understand? Without feelings and love, the merely physical, I dislike. In that case, what’s the difference between us and beasts?”

Watching the gradual grandeur of the arriving cars, Nie Zhenbang laughed lightly. The world seemed to have undergone massive changes. These past few years, following the acquisition of military technology data from the Soviet

Union by Nie Zhenbang and Li Lixue, the national defense prowess of Huaxia Nation had levelled up compared to the last generation. Huaxia was a nation adept at advancing against the tide. Regardless of the product, as long as there were existing prototypes, Huaxia’s scientists could quickly grasp the technology and data, swiftly transforming it into something their own.

Changes in national power also caused a noticeable increase in the number of wealthy individuals in Jingcheng. With the example of Yang Anbang, many young men and women from notable families jumped into business. With privileges paving the way, they naturally thrived.

Around 7:30 p.m., a golden Rolls Royce Phantom slowly drove up. Ye Hui and Dong Wan alighted from the car.

For tonight’s event, Dong Wan’s attire was elegant, donned in a traditional Huaxia embroidered cheongsam with gold silk cloud patterns. The side slits, not too high nor low, gave her an alluring yet dignified bearing.

In contrast, Ye Hui’s ensemble was somewhat wild and bold. At this time, in the early 90s, Ye Hui appeared in a backless, one-shoulder, floor-length evening gown, accompanied by heavy makeup. Her fiery red lips made Ye Hui the immediate focus of all eyes upon entering.

At this moment, Dong Wan’s gaze was fixed on Li Lixue, standing at the entrance. As the face of Dynasty Club, Dong Wan was well acquainted with Li Lixue’s fame as well as her personal background. She must also be Zhenbang’s woman, Dong Wan contemplated.

Dong Wan was mulling over it with a twinge of bitterness. She then smilingly greeted Li Lixue, “Sister Lixue, it’s an honour to finally meet you. As expected, your beauty is captivating.”

Seeing these two women together, Nie Zhenbang felt a bit awkward. He quickly paced to align with Ye Hui, whispering, “Sister Hui, the scale of this banquet is quite large. I fear the ten items you’ve provided for the auction may not be enough. An Bang and I have prepared a few more items for you, we’re just short of one, what do you think?”

Upon hearing Nie Zhenbang’s words, Ye Hui paused for a moment, then said, “Little brother, what’s the fuss? Let’s make my kiss the final auction item.”

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang was completely dumbstruck. This Ye Hui, she was incredibly daring..