Chapter 1000: Expected Mentor
"Before I went to war, I was just a farmer's child, and I thought I would be a farmer in the future, dealing with all kinds of grains or cows every day......"
"But the Germans obviously didn't want me to do it, did they?" said Graffland, and everyone present burst into laughter.
"So, I was forced to go to the battlefield, and the generals stood on the stage and said encouragingly, "Go and be heroes, you will all be heroes." ”
"Like how easy it is to do, maybe some fools would believe it, but I know very well that I'm not a hero. ”
"But—" Graffland's tone became heavy, "I have seen countless heroes on the battlefield, who fought bloodily, defying pain and death threats,
They have the conviction that they war the enemy and go home, and they are convinced that it is all for justice, that it is a salvation..."
"Very good presentation. Under the stage, Li Zitao whispered to Mary, getting her reproachful eyes.
It is said that Ge Fulan on the stage is very talented, he is like a natural orator, dazzling, dazzling, and able to speak.
There's no one better suited to be a fundraising hero than him, and no one can empathize more than him.
There is no rhetoric, no lofty vision, no false statements such as hope for world peace, what he says is what he is talking about, what he believes in.
So, his rhetoric is very convincing.
"Thank you, thank you Graffland, although we cannot replace the soldiers in the bloody battle on the battlefield, but we are with them......"
To put it simply, guys, it's time to dig into your pockets.
"How much are you going to donate?" said David, Dick and Li Zitao whispered before the fundraiser arrived.
"I haven't decided yet. Li Zitao put two checks in front of him.
One is 10,000 US dollars, and one has a 0 more than it, which is 100,000 US dollars.
He really hadn't decided which one he wanted to donate, especially when he heard that the number from the registration attendant was not higher than 10,000.
"It's better for us to donate this one, which is in line with your style. Mary snickered as she pointed to the check for $10,000.
"Aha, low-key. Li Zitao nodded in agreement, saving money is not a bad thing, and asked casually by the way: "David, do you want to be generous?"
"Yes. David was writing a string of numbers on the check, watching his pen move, Li Zitao looked at it curiously.
, Li Zitao is a little unsure and watch it again.
That's right, it's 500,000 US dollars, and that's not just a matter of generosity.
Looking at the amount on Dick's check, it was also 500,000 US dollars, and Li Zitao told Mary about it.
"I think we should change the check. "Mary was a little surprised, they didn't act like generous people in the past.
"No, I should reopen one. Li Zitao held her hand, calmly took out the checkbook, and easily wrote down a series of numbers.
500,000, the same number.
It does not make people feel high-profile to show off his wealth, nor does he be despised for being stingy or making news to accuse him of indifference to the war.
Contribution, morality, is a very difficult and catastrophic issue to define.
If people have the impression that he only knows how to make money, but does not care about the country, ignores and isolates himself, it is not good news.
"500,000 US dollars, from the Li couple. The waiter waved the check in his hand and shouted excitedly.
Li Zitao got up to salute, pressed his hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.
“ho... Another 500,000 US dollars from Mr. David Rockefeller. The waiter's tone was already a little distorted.
"Ha, today must be a lucky day, 500,000 US dollars, from Mr. Dick Mellon. "The waiter didn't know what he was talking about anymore.
However, he still used all the beautiful words he could think of on the three of them.
"We all know that Rockefeller and Mellon are old families in the United States, and their history is as old as that of the United States..."
Old?
Li Zitao kept smiling, but his heart was already 'mmp,' hundreds of years have been called ancient, how do you let those ancient countries with historical origins mix?
"And our Mr. Charlie, Lee... America's star of yesterday, the sun of today, the hope of the future..."
The waiter's sycophant can make any old beauty dizzy, but Li Zitao is an exception.
Speaking of the ability to pat on the back, Lao Mei's simple vocabulary is not enough.
Smiling at the kindness of the other party and the teasing of the guests around her, Mary's hand rested gently on his thigh.
"Now, it's up to me to announce that today's fundraiser is... 2,147,600 yuan. The host threw his arms up impassionedly, excited like an erupting volcano.
There was fierce applause at the scene, and the dance party officially began.
At the end of the meal, people always have to have a sweet spice, and the dance party is the most important social event after the fundraiser.
"Do you want to go out and get some air?" asked Mary, holding her husband's hand, softly.
"That's exactly what I thought. Li Zitao agreed, he was looking for a place to have a quiet meeting.
"Do you feel okay?" Standing on the remote and uninhabited terrace, blowing the cold breeze of the night, people can't help but feel shocked.
"Not bad. Li Zitao shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.
"I know," Mary chuckled, pursing her lips, "you still care, those people's eyes." ”
It was because she knew how he felt that Mary would put her hand on his lap to comfort and encourage him during the fundraiser.
The gaze of those prejudices, as if deep into the bone marrow, will never disappear.
Just let them go, whatever they think, what does it matter, it won't affect their lives in any way.
Mary didn't want to see him impulsive, or act dangerously.
Glancing at her, Li Zitao spread his hands noncommittally and said, "Okay, it's a little bit, but it doesn't matter, they're just insignificant people." ”
"It's great that you can think like that, don't let them be an obstacle to your mood or your life, you can do it, right?" said Mary, holding his hand.
Li Zitao clenched her hand and whispered, "I promise." ”
"Listen, it's my favorite tune, but no gentleman came and invited me for a dance. Mary looked into the bustling atrium.
"So... Your Royal Highness, beautiful princess, can your knight have the honor of inviting you to dance with you?" Li Zitao bent over and invited her with a standard gentlemanly manner.
"Of course. Bending their knees in return, the two walked to the ballroom as close as one person.
The ball ended late, around 11 o'clock, and New York was brightly lit up tonight.
A piece of good news has brought back to life New York, which is about to fall into a deep sleep.
The U.S. and Soviet armies, as expected, met successfully.
This meant that the Allies sounded the death horn of the NC, and people were chattering in the streets, holding aloft beers to celebrate the yet yet to come, but already predictable victory.