Chapter 605 Eight Fine Horses

Soon, Ferguson Ford was almost done reading out the contributor’s names. At this charity fundraiser, members of the Southern Commerce Chamber had indeed donated quite generously. But as the audience tabulated, even with the corporations’ fair donations, the total was only about fifty million. So, where did the remaining hundred million come from? Then, Ferguson read out the final contributor, “Last but not least, the president of the Southern Commerce Chamber, Miss Winifred Zea of Autumn Field Group, donates a hundred million!” Boom!!! A bomb seemed to have exploded inside the hall. “Autumn Field Group donated a hundred million? Are they insane?” “Even if it’s for their reputation, there’s no need to donate so much. How lavish!” Under normal circumstances, as the leading corporation of the Southern Commerce Chamber, Autumn Field Group was undeniably expected to donate a larger sum to raise its reputation. A donation of thirty million would have been more than enough to cau