Chapter 89 Ancient Books Now

Song Yun and Du Lin chatted casually. They were a little unfamiliar at the beginning, but they gradually became familiar with each other.

"Mr. Du, how is life now?"

Song Yun came to the Foundation this time for one purpose, to look at the people who helped him back then. If there was anything he could help, he would definitely do it, and he would repay his gratitude.

"so so!"

"It's okay!"

Doolin nodded, then shook his head again.

Song Yun's brows frowned. He knew that even though Du Lin said it was easy, in fact it must be very difficult. He immediately made a decision to donate some money to the foundation.

Song Yun was thinking of a good excuse when the door was suddenly pushed open, and another old man of about the same age walked in. Upon closer inspection, it was He Hua, the president of the foundation. He quickly stood up and wanted to say hello. Suddenly, he felt a flash in front of him. After a flash of white light, my heart trembled violently, and when I focused on it, I found that it was a thread-bound book that He Hua was holding in his hand.

"President He, this is Song Yun, a student we once sponsored."

When Du Lin saw He Hua walk in, he said hello and introduced Song Yun.

"President He, hello, I just came back from outside to see Mr. Du!"

Song Yun came back to his senses and hurriedly spoke.

"it is good!"

"That's good!"

There was a smile on He Hua's face, like chrysanthemums, the students who had been sponsored came to the door, this was the most happy thing for him.

"Did you drive the car parked outside?"

He Hua remembered the car he saw before entering the door, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!"

"It's my car!"

Song Yun nodded generously, but his eyes glanced at the book He Hua was holding from time to time, very curious as to how he could have such a thing in his hand.

"Mr. Du, it seems that the student we have sponsored is very promising. I heard my son say, what is that car called a Wrangler, an off-road vehicle, and you can buy it for 500,000 to 600,000 yuan!"

"It seems that our work over the years is still effective!"

He Hua smiled and looked at Song Yun's eyes changed a lot.

Du Lin was very surprised. He had no idea that the car parked outside was so valuable. What was even more surprising was that Song Yun had such skills and could afford such a car. In his impression, Song Yun The family environment is very ordinary, definitely not a rich person.

Song Yun didn't say much, just casually chatted a few words and dealt with the matter.

"President He, can you show me the book in your hand?"

In the end, Song Yun couldn't hold back. He felt that he must have an occupational disease now. He couldn't move his footsteps when he saw an antique, so he had to take a look.

Without thinking much, He Hua handed Song Yun the book he was holding.

"Lao Du, I came here today to tell you something, you have to be mentally prepared."

He Hua ignored Song Yun, pulled a chair and sat down in front of Du Lin.

"What's the matter? Isn't this month's salary yet?"

Doolin frowned immediately.

"That's right! That's it! Yesterday, I went to the county for a day, but I still don't have a clue. We don't have much money in the account of our foundation. The funding for several students has already been promised, and we can't save it. It seems that we have to pay Hold on, hold on, hold on!"

He Hua sighed. The money for the scholarship fund was established 20 years ago by a returned overseas Chinese who lost money. Now the money has been spent almost, and all kinds of expenses can be saved, even himself and Du Lin. The salaries of the two people are lower than each year, but even so, it seems that they will not be able to sustain it.

"Hey! I can't go on like this, I can't open the pot at home!"

"Who said no?"

"Come on! What else can I do? When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, close it!"

Du Lin and He Hua chatted and began to sigh, this difficult situation was not something they could solve.

Song Yun ignored the chat between He Hua and Du Lin. After taking the book, he rubbed it lightly. There was no accident. It was indeed an antique. Judging from the intensity of the light emitted, it should be worth five or six hundred. million or so.

"President He, this book is good, where did it come from?"

Song Yun handed the book back to He Hua while talking.

"This book is in the library of our foundation. I'll take a look at it when I have nothing to do."

"Is this book good?"

"Song Yun, what do you mean by that?"

He Hua didn't understand why Song Yun said the book in his hand was good.

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Yun finally remembered that there is indeed a small library in the foundation. There are some books donated by others, and he has read books in it.

"President He, Teacher Du, to tell you the truth, this book is an antique, an ancient book, and it can sell for a lot of money!"

Song Yun said it outright and straightforward.

"This book is an antique? Can it sell for a lot of money?"

"how can that be?"

He Hua looked suspicious and didn't believe Song Yun's words at all.

"President He, Teacher Du, my job in Ninghua City is to buy and sell antiques. I won't read it wrong. No matter how many books there are, I'm willing to accept them!"

Song Yun immediately expressed his thoughts.

"Walk!"

"Let's go to the library and see if there's any left!"

He Hua immediately stood up, turned around and walked out.