Geng Wenyang's point of view is that if you don't do good things, you must do it to the extreme. Since he decided to donate his motorcycle to the North Mine Branch, he naturally wanted to choose the model with the best performance.

"Uncle Gu......" Geng Wenyang asked, "What kind of motorcycles do you usually like?"

Gu Bingming said: "Of course, the better the performance, the more we like it."

Gan Yaonan interjected: "I think the best model to use now is the imported Suzuki King or Honda 125, if you use this kind of car, it will definitely be very stylish."

Geng Wenyang didn't know anything about the model and configuration of the motorcycle, so he humbly asked, "Uncle, is Suzuki King a model? How much does it cost?"

Gan Yaonan thought for a while and said, "King Suzuki seems to be called GS125, right? There are probably more than 20,000 cars. The Honda 125 is about the same price."

"Does this 125 refer to displacement?" Geng Wenyang said curiously.

"Yes, 125 is the displacement of the motorcycle." "The larger the displacement, the more power the motorcycle has, and of course it is very fast to drive," Gan explained.

An imported motorcycle actually costs more than 20,000 yuan, Geng Wenyang pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Gu, then I will donate ten imported motorcycles to your bureau, do you think it's okay?"

Ten imported motorcycles are worth more than 200,000 yuan. Others are throwing a lot of money, but Geng Wenyang is throwing 200,000 gold, which is definitely a big deal.

Gu Bingming got ten imported high-performance motorcycles out of the blank, and he was so happy that he almost couldn't close his mouth and said, "Xiao Geng, these ten motorcycles of yours are the best birthday gifts today, I am very satisfied."

Gan Rui was a little unhappy when she heard this, and said, "Xiao Geng, since you are so rich, why don't you also fund our academy?" Some of our students are from really difficult families, so you as an entrepreneur should be kind enough to help them."

"I'm ......" Geng Wenyang was about to speak, but Gan Ruolan interrupted, "Mom, Wenyang's money is not blowing in the wind, you can't run him like this."

"How did I run him?" Gan Rui's face changed and said, "What happened to him donating Santana and imported motorcycles to your father's unit, donating some money to our college to help students in need?"

Gan Yaonan took the opportunity to arch the fire and said, "That is, if you please your mother-in-law, you have to please your mother-in-law!"

"Go! Don't talk nonsense here!" Gan Rui roared at his younger brother, and then said to Geng Wenyang: "Xiao Geng, our academy is to train teachers for the country, and that is the future soul engineer, do you think you should help them?"

Gu Binghuang and Gu Binghui looked at each other, the second brother and the second sister-in-law could be regarded as catching Geng Wenyang and fighting the autumn wind to death. Looking at it like this, these two people are not very interested in Geng Wenyang, otherwise they would definitely not be such a pit for their future son-in-law.

Geng Wenyang said calmly, "Aunt Gan, don't worry. I have long wanted to donate a sum of money to the Teachers College to establish a Ruolan Scholarship. Originally, I was going to donate it to your Chinese department, but now that you say so, I decided to donate it to the college."

Gan Rui hurriedly said, "How much are you going to donate?"

Geng Wenyang stretched out a finger and said, "One million! I donated 1 million to establish the Ruolan Scholarship, and used its interest to reward students with excellent grades and poor family backgrounds."

In the nineties, the interest on deposits was quite high. Taking a three-year fixed deposit as an example, it is generally between 8 and 10 percent, so the annual interest of a 1 million deposit can reach as much as 8 to 100,000 yuan, which can be used to reward and sponsor hundreds of students.

Gu Binghuang saw that Geng Wenyang spared no expense to tie up the second brother and sister-in-law, not only did the two of them not take it seriously, but also took the opportunity to ask for extravagance, so he couldn't help but hug and said, "Sister-in-law, Xiao Geng is already very good among his peers, I think you should stop in moderation."

The sister-in-law dared to sarcastically mock her insatiable greed, Gan Ruideng's expression changed, and Geng Wenyang hurriedly said when she saw this: "Thank you, sister-in-law, for loving me!" One million is nothing, and in the future, I can set up a similar incentive fund in the Municipal Youth League Committee to help young people from poor families."

Gu Binghuang never expected that his roar when he saw the injustice not only won Geng Wenyang's gratitude, but also generously promised to give financial support, and Ying Ying smiled at the moment: "Xiao Geng, you are such a good boy!"

Gu Binghui looked at Geng Wenyang's eyes and threw out a huge grant of two or three million without blinking, and secretly wondered, "How rich is Xiao Geng? Millions of dollars will be donated, but hopefully he is not writing empty checks."

But he thought about it again: "If Xiao Geng really has this strength, it will definitely be great news for our family. For my second brother's family, the first thing to solve is the problem of Xiao Teng's school expenses. With the help of my son-in-law, the cost of studying abroad will not be a headache for both of them."

After a birthday banquet, Geng Wenyang donated more than one million yuan verbally alone, which made Gu Bingming and his wife happy, but made Gan Ruolan secretly pout.

After the banquet, she pulled her boyfriend aside and whispered, "Wen Yang, you promised to donate so much money to my parents' unit, can you take it out?"

Geng Wenyang gently touched his girlfriend's hair and said, "Don't worry, this money is just a small amount for me."

"What do you mean?" Where was Gan Ruolan willing to believe it, and asked, "More than one million is still trivial, how much money did you earn?"

"How much is it...... Geng Wenyang made a rough estimate, "I can earn more than 20 million this year."

"More than 20 million!" Gan Ruolan was stunned and said, "Earn more than 20 million a year? You're not kidding, are you?"

Geng Wenyang smiled, "I really didn't lie to you. Not to mention anything else, the medicinal herb company that started business this month can at least help me earn more than 300,000 yuan this year. The electronics company I set up with Sister Xiaomeng earned at least more than 5 million yuan, which is enough money to meet the donations from our parents."

"In addition, the wholesale market and technology companies have also done well this year." Geng Wenyang didn't hide it from his girlfriend, and told the truth one by one: "It's no problem to earn more than 10 million."

My boyfriend can earn more than 20 million in a year!? Gan Ruolan was so shocked that she could barely help herself. She spun around in place a few times, stabilized her emotions and said, "Wen Yang, you won't be arrested if you earn so much money, right?"

Geng Wenyang couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you calling this? I'm all legal income, so why are you arresting me?"

Gan Ruolan grabbed her hair and said to herself, "I found a boyfriend with an annual income of tens of millions, is this true? It's incredible!"

Geng Wenyang saw that his girlfriend was on the verge of losing control, so he quickly hugged her and comforted, "Every commodity has its life cycle. Just because I've earned more this year doesn't mean I'll be able to earn more next year. If the products we produce are obsolete, my business will face bankruptcy or closure, which is possible. So if I can earn 20 million this year, it doesn't mean that I will continue to earn like this, I can only say that I can still earn it now."

Gan Ruolan raised her head and looked at him and said, "Wen Yang, you are so rich, isn't it a big loss to find me?"

"Why?"

"Because ......," Gan Ruolan lowered her head and said shyly, "You could have hugged left and right, but you came to please my parents for me." I always feel like you've lost a lot."

"Then make it up to me later." Geng Wenyang said proudly: "Don't let my efforts go down the drain."

"Go!" Gan Ruolan sighed, buried her head in his arms, and said in disbelief: "My boyfriend is a multimillionaire, I'm not dreaming, right?"