This tall bald black man asked in English, which looked particularly alternative in Chinese. In addition, he was tall and tall like a walking telephone pole, at least one head taller than others, and immediately became the focus of attention.

The female reporter was suddenly excited. She keenly realized that her luck had come. Maybe she happened to encounter real scoop news, so she gave a wink to the photographer behind her and asked her to carefully take pictures of the black man's words and deeds, and see what he came to find Zhang Zi'an for.

Zhang Zian was also looking at the bald black man, but after reading it several times, he was sure that he didn't know the other person. He had never seen the other person's characteristics and was very obvious. If he had seen it, he would definitely remember it.

The bald black man was wearing a straight suit, a light blue shirt and black leather shoes. The material of the suit was not very high-end, but it was very neat.

Zhang Zi'an nodded and replied in English: "That's right, I'm Zhang Zi'an."

The bald black man felt relieved and took out a business card from the card holder and handed it to him, "Hello, I'm glad to see you! I'm Eddie Lewis, the director of the donation office of the Matthew Davis Cancer Research Foundation, and finally found you!"

When Zhang Zian heard the name of the Matthew Davis Foundation, he was stunned.

This foundation is the organization that Cathy gave to the estate. Zhang Zi'an later donated the income from the sale of Abyssinian cats to this organization, but it was donated in the name of Cathy.

He never expected that the other party came to the door. How did they find this place?

"Hello, I'm glad to see you!" He took the business card, looked at it quickly, and shook hands with the other party.

Eddie grinned, revealing her big white teeth, and glanced at the female reporter and photographer beside her, "I'm sorry, did I bother you?"

"No!" Zhang Zian and the female reporter said in unison.

The former does not want to continue to get entangled with the latter, while the latter is happy to watch the fun. As for her and Zhang Zi'an, I can talk about it later.

Eddie was even more confused. These two people were quarreling against each other just now, so why did they speak like a person in a blink of an eye?

Since both of them said they had not disturbed him, he was not polite and directly explained his purpose:

"I'm sorry, I'm here to visit without reservation. On behalf of the Matthew Davis Cancer Research Foundation, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you for your generous donation! It is precisely because of your existence and other donors that we know that we are not alone in the path of human beings to overcome cancer!"

All those present, those who could understand English, were stunned.

People who didn't understand English asked others what the bald black man said just now, why do everyone feel like they have seen a ghost?

Zhao Qi works in the company's foreign trade department and often travels abroad. She is good at English and translates Eddie's words concisely to others.

No one, including Wang Qian, Li Kun and Lu Yiyun, knew that Zhang Zian had secretly donated money to a foreign cancer research foundation, and opened his mouth wide when he heard this.

Others are even less aware of it.

But there is one thing you can guess that if Zhang Zi'an had secretly donated money to the Cancer Research Association, there is no reason not to fulfill his promise to donate to the United Nations Food Programme.

If someone had suspected that Zhang Zi'an had made a fraud before, then there would be no doubts at this time.

When everyone thought of this, the eyes of everyone looking at the female reporter were full of contempt, because she obviously judged a gentleman by the heart of a villain.

It is a good thing to ask fraudsters, but if the hearts of real donors are hurt, that is the most hateful!

The most embarrassing thing is the female reporter herself. If she had changed, she would have been ashamed and ran away. However, she was thick-skinned and asked Eddie in English: "Hello, Mr. Lewis, I am a reporter from "Entertainment Global". Can you ask you a few questions about Mr. Zhang Zi'an's donation to your foundation?"

Everyone was cursing, how could people be so shameless?

Unfortunately, Eddie couldn't understand Chinese, and the name "Entertainment Global" was too domineering. He thought she was a reporter from China's top media, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He nodded very gentlemanly and said, "Yes, please ask."

Zhang Zian originally wanted to stop it, but since Eddie had agreed, there was nothing he could do.

The female reporter handed over the microphone: "Can you please tell my audience in detail what happened when Mr. Zhang Zi'an donated to your foundation? We are very curious because we have heard of it for the first time."

"Of course, I'm happy to serve." Eddie recalled with a smile: "I remember it very clearly, and I'm afraid I will never forget it in my life. It was one day during the Chinese Lunar New Year. It was raining in San Francisco. It was my turn to be on duty in the foundation donation office that day, and suddenly I received a strange call."

He glanced at Zhang Zi'an, "The person who called claimed that he was Catherine Donna Ryan, and you may not know that you want to donate to our foundation. Ms. Ryan has made large donations to this foundation many times before, so I remember her voice. Strangely, after inquiry, Ms. Ryan has passed away and her last donation came from her will executor, Attorney Adams."

Eddie's story attracted everyone's attention, and everyone held their breath and listened quietly.

"This call comes from Binhai City, China. Miss Ryan claimed that she had not died. The doctor accidentally issued a death certificate. She is currently traveling in China. At that time, I believed it and completed the donation procedures for her. However, after hanging up the phone, I found several doubts. After a little complicated investigation and communication with lawyer Adams, I finally guessed that the truth of the matter was Mr. Zhang Zi'an generously donated to the foundation in the name of Ms. Ryan."

"There are more than once such donations. The staff at the foundation are deeply moved, but we pretend not to know. In addition to helping the foundation, I have another formal job. Taking advantage of this opportunity to come to China to attend the work conference, I decided to visit Binhai City. On behalf of the foundation's colleagues, I would like to pay my sincere respect to Mr. Zhang Zi'an and Ms. Ryan!"

"as well as……"

As he said that, he took out a bunch of bright yellow daisies from behind him like magic, "Please allow me to present this bouquet to Ms. Ryan."

The bright yellow daisies are far less luxurious and bright than golden tulips, but they have an elegant and long-lasting temperament, as if they are calm after washing away all the dew.

Zhang Zian was silent for a moment and raised his hand to signal the store, "Please come in, Cathy is inside."

Without anyone to greet, the onlookers spontaneously split into two, leaving a passage to the store.
Chapter completed!