Chapter 89: Ancient books are now (10,000+ daily updates, for collection)

Song Yun and Du Lin chatted casually. At the beginning, they were a little strange, but they gradually became familiar.
"Mr. Du, how is life now?"
Song Yun came to the foundation this time, in fact, for one purpose, to look at the people who helped him back then. If there is anything he can help, he will definitely be able to do it.
"so so!"
"It's fine!"
Du Lin nodded, then shook his head again.
Song Yun frowned. He knew that don't look at Du Lin's lightness. In fact, it must be very difficult. He immediately made the decision to donate some money to the foundation.
Song Yun was thinking of a good excuse. The door was suddenly pushed open. Another old man of about the same age walked in. He took a closer look at the foundation’s president He Hua. He quickly stood up and wanted to say hello. Suddenly he felt his eyes flashed. After a white light, my heart trembled, and when I looked at it, I found that it was a thread-bound book in He Hua's hand.
"Chairman He, this is Song Yun, a student we once sponsored."
Du Lin saw He Hua coming in, greeted him and introduced Song Yun.
"Chairman He, hello, I just came back from outside, come and see Teacher Du!"
Song Yun recovered and spoke quickly.
"it is good!"
"That's great!"
There was a smile on He Hua's face, like a chrysanthemum, and the students who had been funded came to the door. This was what made him most happy.
"Did you drive the car parked outside?"
He Hua remembered the car he saw before entering, and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes!"
"It's the car I drove!"
Song Yun nodded openly, but from time to time he glanced at the book in He Hua's hand, very curious as to how he could have such a thing in his hand.
"Teacher Du, it seems that the student we sponsored is promising. I heard my son say, what is the Wrangler, an off-road vehicle, it costs five to six hundred thousand to buy!"
"It seems that our work over the years has been fruitful!"
He Hua smiled, his eyes changed a lot when he looked at Song Yun.
Du Lin was very surprised. He never thought that the car parked outside could be so valuable. What was even more surprised was that Song Yun had such an ability and could afford such a car. He was impressed by Song Yun. The family environment is very ordinary, definitely not a rich person.
Song Yun didn't say much, chatted a few words at random, and dealt with the matter.
"Chairman He, can you show me the book you are holding?"
In the end, Song Yun couldn't hold it back. He felt that he must have an occupational disease now, and he couldn't move away when he saw Antique, he had to look at it.
He Hua didn't think much, and passed the book he was holding to Song Yun.
"Old Du, I came here today to tell you something, you have to be mentally prepared."
He Hua ignored Song Yun and pulled a chair to sit down in front of Du Lin.
"What's the matter? Isn't the salary this month still available?"
Du Lin frowned immediately.
"That's right! That's it! Yesterday I went to the county for a day, but I still have no clue. The money in our foundation account is running out. Several students’ funding has been promised, so I can’t save it. It seems we still have to ask for it. Hold on, hold on!"
He Hua sighed. The money for the Student Aid Foundation was established 20 years ago by a returning overseas Chinese who lost money. Now the money has been spent almost, and all kinds of expenses can be saved or saved, even for himself and Du Lin Both people's wages are lower year after year, but even so, they will be unable to sustain it.
"Hey! Can't go on like this, there won't be any problems at home!"
"Who said no?"
"Stop it! What else can you do? When it's exhausted, shut it down!"
Du Lin and He Hua chatted and began to sigh. They couldn't solve this difficult situation.
Song Yun ignored the chat between He Hua and Du Lin. After receiving the book, he rubbed the book lightly, and the white light was shining. There was no accident. It was indeed an antique. Judging from the intensity of the light emitted, it should be worth five to six hundred. About ten thousand.
"Chairman He, this book is good, don't know where it came from?"
Song Yun handed the book back to He Hua while talking.
"This book is in the library of our foundation. I will take it and look at it when I am free."
"This book is good?"
"Song Yun, what do you mean by this?"
He Hua didn't understand why Song Yun said that the book in his hand was good.
Song Yun thought for a long time, and finally remembered that there is indeed a small library in the foundation, which contains some books donated by others, and he has read books in it.
"Chairman He, Teacher Du, to tell you, this book is an antique, an ancient book, and it can sell a lot of money!"
Song Yun spoke directly and openly.
"This book is an antique? Can it sell for a lot of money?"
"How is this possible?"
He Hua looked suspicious and didn't believe Song Yun's words at all.
"Chairman He, Teacher Du, my job in Ninghua City is antique trading. I can't read it wrong. No matter how many books there are, I'm willing to accept them!"
Song Yun said his thoughts immediately.
"go!"
"Let's go to the library to have a look and see if there are more!"
He Hua immediately stood up, turned and walked out.