The flight attendant's eyes widened. The company was indeed organizing a charity drive these days.
For the children in the mountainous areas, collecting down jackets and cotton clothes for the winter.
The passengers flying are generally well-off, so the charity drive has had a good effect.
However, no matter how generous the passengers are, it's unlikely for anyone to donate so much money at once.
The flight attendant estimated that the hundred-yuan bills Yang Fei casually threw out amounted to about twenty thousand yuan.
Yang Fei looked at the stunned flight attendant, and chuckled.
"What, afraid the money will bite? Our man here is both rich and kind-hearted, not many good people like him left."
Only then did Sister Red react, quickly calling over the staff to handle the paperwork.
The chubby man looked at Yang Fei in shock.
He never expected that the other party didn't care about his money at all, which made him feel quite embarrassed.
