Regardless of whether we can successfully take Xiaoming away tomorrow, I still need to donate a sum of money to the nursing home.

This is to cover Xiaoming's support fees for all these years.

After arranging the supermarket delivery, Chen Cheng patted Jimmy, who was in the driver's seat.

He told him to drive to the nearby Shenmao Bank.

He needed to withdraw some cash.

People in small places aren't used to checks, so cash is more practical.

The withdrawal went smoothly; as soon as the black card was shown, he was immediately taken to the VIP room.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Cheng returned to the nursing home carrying the 200,000.

When Chen Cheng returned to the nursing home, it was already dinner time.

"Where did you go? I was just looking for you," said Andy, who happened to be coming out to look for him as Chen Cheng walked into the courtyard.

Chen Cheng smiled at Andy, whose complexion looked much healthier, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Andy looked a bit apologetic. "We might have to stay here for the night."

"I know; I've already spoken to Director Yang," Chen Cheng said with a nod and a smile.

"You did?" Andy paused, then shrugged, a smile appearing on her lips. "You always think ahead."

Chen Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, opened the handbag to show Andy, closed it, then reached out his right hand to pat Andy on the back. "Alright, you just focus on spending time with Xiaoming. I'll handle everything else."

Andy blinked in surprise. "Alright then."

"Where is Xiaoming?" Chen Cheng asked again.

"He went to the cafeteria. It's dinner time; let's go eat something too, shall we?"

Chen Cheng nodded, tossed the bag containing the money into his car, and went to the cafeteria with Andy.

Chen Cheng glanced at the serving windows; it was laid out much like a school cafeteria.

There were some simple modifications for the elderly, but not many; it wasn't very professional.

The two of them casually got some food at the window.

Xiaoming was sitting in a corner, and there was no one else at the surrounding tables, as if it were a long-standing unspoken agreement in the nursing home.

Chen Cheng took a glance, then looked away and focused on eating his meal.

To be honest, the food tasted quite average, not as good as a university cafeteria.

However, for a nursing home relying on financial support, this level was already decent.

Andy didn't speak either; while eating, she kept stealing glances at Xiaoming.

After a few bites, Chen Cheng looked at Andy, who was lost in thought while watching Xiaoming, and said, "I've arranged for the supermarket to deliver some daily necessities. I expect they'll arrive by the time we finish eating."

Andy was taken aback. She looked at Chen Cheng and said seriously, "Thank you, Chen Cheng."

Chen Cheng shrugged. "We don't need to say such things to each other."

"After we finish eating, continue playing with Xiaoming. Try to get him to adapt to you as soon as possible. Don't worry about anything else."

Andy felt a warmth in her heart. She nodded, smiled, and continued eating.

After Xiaoming finished eating, he took his tray to the collection area himself.

Andy and Chen Cheng followed.

It was clear that Xiaoming was not completely incapable of taking care of himself.

He was just rather clumsy, and his intellectual development was delayed.

For a simple task, he had to do it countless times before he could form a complete chain of behavioral logic.

Andy accompanied Xiaoming in the pavilion to play Sudoku.

Just then, the purchased daily necessities arrived. Chen Cheng found Yang Xiuyuan, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and stated his intentions.

Yang Xiuyuan declined at first but eventually accepted the supplies Chen Cheng had sent and arranged for staff to receive them.

She certainly understood that this was a thank-you gift for the nursing home's care of Xiaoming.

Under the coordination of the nursing home staff, the supermarket delivery drivers unloaded the daily necessities cart by cart.

There were over a hundred elderly residents and twenty or thirty staff members; everyone received the same things, one set per person.

Only the staff's gift boxes contained a 1,000-yuan red envelope.

"Mr. Chen, on behalf of the elderly in the nursing home, thank you."

Looking at the carts of daily necessities, Yang Xiuyuan's face lit up with a bright smile.

"We are the ones who should thank you and the elderly in the home," Chen Cheng smiled and continued, "With Xiaoming being like this, he must have caused the home a lot of trouble."

Yang Xiuyuan shook her head. "Xiaoming is very well-behaved."

Chen Cheng raised the corner of his mouth; it was clear that she liked Xiaoming very much.

That made sense; she had been taking care of him for so many years that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her his foster mother.

The bond was naturally deep.

Chen Cheng turned to look at Yang Xiuyuan, who was watching Xiaoming with a gentle expression, and said:

"Director Yang, I've discussed it with Andy."

"We've decided to donate two million to the nursing home to help improve the living environment, as a way to repay the nursing home for raising Xiaoming."

Yang Xiuyuan widened her eyes and looked at Chen Cheng, doubting she had heard correctly. "What did you say?"

"Director Yang, you heard correctly," Chen Cheng smiled.

Yang Xiuyuan thought for a moment and shook her head like a rattle-drum. "No, that's too much..."

Yang Xiuyuan was dumbfounded; two million could support the entire nursing home for a year or two.

A smile curled on Chen Cheng's lips; if Yang Xiuyuan had agreed immediately, he would have instead felt that she was untrustworthy.

Sincere refusal and insincere refusal are sometimes quite obvious.

Chen Cheng's offer had indeed shocked Yang Xiuyuan.

Chen Cheng pointed to the buildings. "I took a look; the nursing home's buildings are all too old."

"The electrical equipment is aging, and there is no air conditioning or elevators. It's not only inconvenient for the elderly to live here, but there are also many safety hazards."

"With this money, there will be funds to renovate the elevators, electrical circuits, and air conditioning."

Yang Xiuyuan was taken aback; a magnificent blueprint of elevator and air conditioning renovations immediately appeared in her mind.

If these renovations were completed, it wouldn't be so hot in the summer.

And there would be no need to assess which elderly people had to move to the first floor every month.

It would be much more convenient, and the happiness of the elderly would also increase significantly.

Yang Xiuyuan thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, but if that's the case, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Shanghai with you."

Chen Cheng raised the corner of his mouth. "Does Director Yang agree to my proposal from this afternoon?"

Yang Xiuyuan didn't feel shy about admitting it and nodded. "Yes, I've stayed here too long; I really do want to try a change of environment."

"Besides, Xiaoming needs someone by his side. I can see that you and Ms. Andy are people who do big things; you can't just keep watching over Xiaoming all the time."

"If Xiaoming goes to Shanghai like this, I wouldn't be at ease."

Chen Cheng: "It's good that Director Yang agrees. As for the implementation of these funds, I will arrange for someone to be responsible for it until the end."

In small places, if you don't send someone to keep an eye on such donated funds, there's a high probability they will be misappropriated or even embezzled.

Chen Cheng already had a candidate in mind; having Fang Sijin be responsible for the implementation of the funds couldn't be more appropriate.

She had the ability to handle this, and she was idle anyway.

Besides, she only needed to run over here occasionally; it wouldn't interfere with her serving him in bed.

The two chatted for a while about the specific details, effectively reaching a verbal donation agreement.

Chen Cheng didn't plan to worry about the specific implementation.

Let Fang Sijin get busy with it; for a top-tier salesperson, this little matter shouldn't be a problem.

After chatting for a while, Yang Xiuyuan returned to her office.

Chen Cheng went to the car to retrieve the 200,000 cash he had withdrawn in the afternoon and entered Yang Xiuyuan's office.

As it turned out, Yang Xiuyuan absolutely refused to take it. In the end, unable to refuse, she had Chen Cheng fold it into the donation for the nursing home.

After Chen Cheng came downstairs from Yang Xiuyuan's office, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"It was I who judged a gentleman with a petty mind."

But thinking back, the fact that Yang Xiuyuan could take in Xiaoming already spoke to her character and moral quality.