Vol 4 Chapter 124: Making money is easier than donating money (one/ten)

"Who is playing a piece of Dongfengbreak with a pipa? The years are peeling off the wall and I saw when I was a child," Jin Ling sang very engaged in the elevator, but the singing was really bad.

This should be Jin Ling's most slutty appearance. He started singing on the table and couldn't stop it now.

I don’t know what’s going on there, Zheng Jiayi and Xiang Xiaofang, who are cuddling with each other anyway, also echoed, "I still remember that we were still very young at that time,"

The same is not good.

This is Xiao Zhou Zhou's fourth solo album in Chinese released in July. It is the pioneering work of the so-called three ancient and three new (ancient poetry, culture, melody, new singing method, arrangement, concept) Chinese style. Song, he won the prize and got soft, and since then he also started a brilliant career that occupies half of the Asian music scene.

However, this song will really be broken by them.

It is said that in their current state of being half drunk and half awake, let alone the original singer of this song, Dong Chou, I am afraid that even the **** of the song, the effect of singing will be messed up.

Fortunately, this is in the elevator. Fortunately, there are no outsiders in the elevator. "Hey, there are people downstairs. Maybe there are reporters. You guys should shut up, or let me cover your heads with clothes."

"What about the clothes, I will cover your head first," Jin Ling must have said that.

"Yes, yes, blindfold him," the other two drunks agreed.

Fortunately, they didn't lose their minds. After exiting the elevator, even though they were walking crookedly, they finally didn't do anything extraordinary, including singing the song that had a life-threatening effect.

Effortlessly stuffing the drunks into the car, and seeing how drunk they were, Feng Yiping thought of something awkwardly, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Yingzhi asked, holding two bags in one hand.

"I think of Wei Xiaobao," Feng Yiping slipped out the words smoothly.

Just now, he really thought of Wei Xiaobao carrying six girls on a big bed from the Lichun Courtyard.

It seems to be seven? Doesn't seem to be all girls? Well, the point is not this, the point is, hey, the point is how did you say this to Fang Yingzhi?

"Wei Xiaobao?" Fang Yingzhi asked, wanting to laugh.

"Why, have you seen the Deer Ding Ji?"

"have not seen,"

"Oh, that's good," Feng Yiping breathed a sigh of relief.

But Fang Yingzhi's next sentence made him bring this tone into his throat again, "But I know he has seven wives,"

Really, knowing this is enough, Feng Yiping suddenly felt that his great image might be ruined for a while.

But who is he? He is a person who has fought wits and courage with many of today's first-class characters. He is also a person who is bored and competes with crooked buildings on the Internet. The more he changes, the less shocking he is.

His eyes rolled, "I can't think of you, such an excellent contemporary young woman, who likes to watch such things so much,"

Feng Yiping looked disappointed, and did not hesitate to beat him back.

"Where is me?" Fang Yingzhi was a little angry.

"Alright, alright, it's okay," Feng Yiping waved his hand, "I mean, the current society is too impetuous. I know that Wei Xiaobao's success is very rare even in the novel."

"But more and more people think of themselves as Wei Xiaobao, always dreaming that as long as there is a chance, they can jump up to the branches and rise up high on the ground, hum, that Ma Wenzhe made this idea, he thought I didn't know?"

Fang Yingzhi was silly after hearing this.

"Why, don't you see it?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Oh, no," Fang Yingzhi shook her head vigorously, "I didn't expect you to break so well, oh no, your eyes are like a torch,"

After saying this, she did not dare to look at Feng Yiping again, bending over to get into the car, suddenly she squatted down, squatted down beside the car, buried her head in her arms, "chuckles," she laughed fast. Sit on the ground.

This movement caused several drunk girls in the car to wake up, "What's wrong with you?" Jin Ling asked dimly.

"Hahaha," Fang Yingzhi thumped the bag she was holding in her arms, still laughing speechlessly.

It is not easy to clean her up!

Feng Yiping held on to the car door and coughed, "Hey, all gone,"

Fang Yingzhi jumped up immediately, tidying up her skirt, but after the hustle and bustle, she found that her clothes were all in good condition, and it was actually impossible to run out.

Jin Ling walked into the office wearing sunglasses and saw Feng Yiping sitting behind the table, "Are you so early?"

"It's always been so early, have a headache, here," Feng Yiping pointed towards the table, "There is some honey in there. Go and soak yourself."

"This works?" Jin Ling rubbed his head.

"I haven't tried it either, try it, hey, take off your sunglasses, what's your cool?"

He is like this, the last sentence is still caring, and the next sentence has to find a chance to stab you.

Jin Ling glared at him rather angry, and walked to the door, "Give me a glass of honey water,"

Several assistants hurried over.

"I won't stay in Shanghai for a few days. When the general manager leaves, I guess I have to leave too. What is the most difficult thing to do?"

Jin Ling took off her sunglasses, but found a pair of plain eyes to put on, "The most difficult thing is also what you are looking for."

"What?" Feng Yiping asked. He really didn't know that, as if he had really found a lot for Jin Ling.

"It's not about helping college students with the ability to study in a prestigious American university," Jin Ling said angrily.

"You don't know, I now think that it is easier to make money than donate money,"

"Is it so difficult?"

"What do you think?"

Assistant Xu came in with the cup of honey water and saw the president talking to the little boss like this, and suddenly felt that their relationship was really good, "Mr. Jin, your honey water,"

"President Feng, do you want anything?"

"Thank you, no need," Feng Yiping gave a good smile, making Miss Xu float up when she walked.

"It seems to be somewhat effective," Jin Ling took a sip. "For this, I have made a special trip to the capital three times, and the reception has become more enthusiastic, but I have never had any idea."

"Understandable," Feng Yiping said, donating such a large sum of money, or foreign exchange, of course, will be warmly received, "but why do you become less and less mindful?"

"Why? The most enthusiastic ones are the various foundations. They enthusiastically hope that we can attach this project under their name."

"They said very refreshingly. Why are you doing that? You directly guarantee that the money will be arranged properly according to your wishes, and it will also save you a lot of time and energy. Do you still pay for institutions and departments like ours? Do not believe?"

"But didn't you express disagreement clearly?"

"Yes," Feng Yiping nodded.

He didn't even believe in punctuation in such a statement.

Not to mention the names of those affiliated companies, they would have to pay a large proportion of management fees for no reason. Feng Yiping was really worried about giving them the money to operate.

A certain Meimei incident later involved too many problems. Although the investigation report after the incident showed that there were really no problems that everyone worried about, it is estimated that the author himself would not believe it.

Come on, don't so many scandals that broke out everywhere?

Misappropriation of funds is a common phenomenon in many domestic organizations. Those public welfare organizations are no exception. The problem of lack of supervision once seemed to be more serious. As long as the money is handed over, it will become a brick and tile of the building. It was the high-end imported car under the bottom of the official, or the villa of a young and beautiful girl, the supercar in front of the villa, and the bags in the villa. Feng Yiping really couldn't control it.

This is the result he is very unwilling to see.

"Some people in the ministry and universities said that not only is it difficult to study abroad, but in fact, the cost of going to a university in China is also very difficult for many families. Can you give priority to this aspect?"

Feng Yiping also believes this. However, if you say that, in many places now, it is compulsory education. For some families, it is also a burden. Should we tilt towards basic education?

How can you expect me to solve a problem that the country cannot completely solve?

"You don't have to think about that much. Our funding ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is qualitatively to provide help for those who have the ability but do not have the conditions to study abroad in a foreign university. Other aspects will not be considered."

"Charity is endless," Feng Yiping said.

"The key is that you must do it in China. If you are in the United States, it will be much easier," Jin Ling did not ask him why he did not do it in the United States. He knew why Feng Yiping wanted to do high-profile charity in China.

"Should we change the project?"

"How is it possible? Sister, hey, all said to do, and then gave up halfway. How would those people who already know think of us? Forget it, I think of ways to coordinate.

The phone rang, and Li Ruiyuan said, "Yiping, President Bao and I will arrive in Shanghai at noon."

When he spoke, the whole person was full of joy. There is no way, no one can keep his expression in front of such a harvest.

Waiting for your lunch. "

"You're right, it's true, making money is easier than donating money." (To be continued.)