Chapter 630 Donation
The people of Gaohe have been able to restore production very quickly.
When Lin Fan went out with John Woo the next day, the breakfast stalls were all set up.
But those are all houses in the old city, with shops in the front and homes in the back.
It happened to be the place Lin Fan wanted to explore, so she was naturally happy.
In Gaohe City, the old city area is still very large.
As John Woo said, there are so many humble shops.
But Lin Fan didn't care. She was eager to save Qian Lao, and she also wanted to find something to do so that she wouldn't be idle and thinking about things. So even though she knew it was difficult, she still enjoyed it.
Wu Yusen accompanied her for six consecutive days of store inspections. I was amazed at Lin Fan's behavior of pushing open the door, taking one look, and leaving without shopping at all.
Fortunately in this environment, there are snack bars along the way, so I didn’t feel hungry on the way.
After just a few days of this, Wu Yusen began to look good, let alone the relatively weak Lin Fan.
In the first few days, due to her high concentration and high-intensity driving on the road, she was physically fatigued. She fell down on the bed and closed her eyes to sleep.
But as the physical and mental fatigue accumulated, she gradually began to have thoughts about "Is this wrong?" and "Should we continue?"
In the end, it was John Woo who saw her wilting again and said that he couldn't bear it and wanted to rest for a day before continuing.
He also said that there were so many people from the Special Branch looking for the grocery store, so it was not just the two of them. They are just two of the small chances, so don't be so nervous.
Lin Fan finally got off the donkey's back and let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she is the only one in this department.
She suddenly felt a very clear sense of joy.
Otherwise, judging from her current abilities, if she were to lead the Mobile Department, it would be a mess.
After eating and drinking, Minister Lin returned to his room and finally had the mood to turn on his mobile phone for entertainment.
The short videos are either small videos to promote them, or the beautiful scenery of their own homes taken by people from all over the country.
Lin Fan rowed and rowed, and within a few seconds, he saw a donation collection video.
It is said that all the spacecraft in the sky crashed due to alien attacks, and they have to support other suffering families. The financial pressure of country H is very huge.
Without satellite equipment, Lanxing will be very passive in the face of alien raids. I hope that capable people can donate generously, blah blah blah...
Lin Fan thought for a moment, and the satellites are indeed Knocked out.
The surviving satellites are all far away from Lanxing, and the time it takes to fly back is enough to build another one...
Click on the contact and call Wang Fengfeng to ask about the situation.
“There is a donation, but it is not all because of the satellite.” Wang Fengfeng may be busy, because the sound of the keyboard on the other side never stops. "There are many branches in it, including infrastructure, casualty pensions, international rescue, and so on. Why do you ask this?"
"Let me see if this is true. If it is, just donate. !" Lin Fan fell on the bed and touched the fine hair that had just grown above his ears.
"Ah?!" Wang Fengfeng shouted, and soon the sound of the keyboard faded away, and he walked to another place, "Sure enough, Minister Lin is still so upright and upright. I didn't even expect this. How much do you want to donate? I With you.”
"Donate them all." Lin Fan pinched his earlobe, "I have quite a lot of money in my card, but there is no use for it anyway, so I just donated it all."
"You..." Wang Fengfeng heard this , immediately interrupted, "Then I can't afford it. No, isn't your money going to buy a house?" "Don't buy it yet." Lin Fan turned over and put his head on the edge of the bed, "Anyway, it's not like I don't have anything right now. It’s quite a comfortable place to stay. Let’s go get some help first.”
Wang Fengfeng said Lin Fan was joking before, but now he was speechless. .
He covered his forehead with one hand and asked. "Do you know how much money you have in your card? Just donate it all?"
Wang Fengfeng remembered that the last time he said he wanted to buy a house, it was 40 to 50 million.
Coupled with the wages of the past few months and this time playing Gro, the various benefits that Zhu Cunjun obtained for Lin Fan, totaling zero or zero, may have reached nine figures.
"How many can there be..." Lin Fan opened the banking software and counted, tens, hundreds, millions...
Wang Fengfeng listened to her counting over and over again and couldn't laugh or cry. , "You still want to donate it all now?"
Lin Fan was silent for a while, turned over his phone, stopped looking at the seductive numbers, and said bitterly. "Donate, donate! Where did you come from? Besides, won't my salary be paid soon next month? I won't starve to death."
In the past, Wang Fengfeng only regarded Lin Fan as a good friend who shared the same goals and shared the same world view, and could laugh, eat and gossip together.
Now, I feel that this guy has suddenly grown taller and reached a level that is difficult for me to reach.
“You guy.” He shook his head and murmured as if he was meeting Lin Fan for the first time. "I don't have that much money..."
"It's all a matter of intention, how can we compare? How about we donate together and write our names together, wouldn't it be equivalent to you also donating that amount?" "How much?" Lin Fan came up with an idea without hesitation.
“Pull him down, I won’t take advantage of you.” Wang Fengfeng refused mercilessly. "Which account do you donate to? Each project has a different account."
"Is the damage to domestic infrastructure serious? Doesn't it mean that the damage is not serious?" Lin Fan sat up and asked.
“How should I put it, it’s not serious compared to other G homes, but the place is big after all, public transportation has been damaged a lot, and there are also remote areas, so there are quite a few in total. It’s just that the interior of the city is basically normal. ." Wang Fengfeng replied.
“The donation was originally aimed at foreigners. I wanted to squeeze some money out of them, especially those bad guys. You can’t provide free assistance, right? Who knows where the people will get it from? We can’t say that this is a channel for external donations, right? It’s too ugly in terms of face.”
“The economy is really tight, and people’s voluntary donations have little impact on their own lives. , it can be of some help, so the higher-ups didn’t stop him.”
Lin Fan expressed his understanding after hearing this. "This is a good thing. Doesn't it just reflect the strengthening of our national cohesion?"
"Yes, so there is no requirement to clean up those in the short video. It is said that the amount has been increasing now." Wang Fengfeng said with a smile, "It's rare that we H country people can work together to do one thing."
< br>Lin Fan also laughed. "Then do you know the donation account number? Send it to me, and I will participate in such an exciting thing later."
"You are not participating in an exciting thing, you are doing it yourself. It's exciting enough." Wang Fengfeng teased, "I'll send it to you later."
Lin Fan still hesitated for a long time at the last moment of confirming the transfer.
This is all money, money that she could not earn in her previous life, and she has not yet had time to enjoy it.
But scenes of broken roads and bloody corpses passed through his mind...
Lin Fan quickly entered the password and threw the phone aside.
Money is a bastard, you can still make money if you lose it!
Rather than just a bunch of useless numbers lying in her card, it would be better to go somewhere meaningful.
Penniless Lin Fan rolled around on the bed, making a mess on the quilt.
I didn’t realize that the depression in my heart was slowly decreasing...
(End of this chapter)