(); Two days later, the Moscow orphanage.

Seeing Fang Chen and Igor, one big and one small, walking in the shade of the trees, Ye Lina's eyes seemed to have starlight twinkling, and she couldn't help but say to Wu Maocai on the side: "The boss is really a good person, he can still think about Igor and this group of poor children." ”

Igor was the only relative at the beginning, the little boy who took the money and wanted to continue to calculate interest according to the original certificate of deposit time in Huaxia Bank.

She originally found a pair of childless Moscow city government staff for Igor as adoptive parents, but Igor insisted on coming to the orphanage, and later because of this, Fang Chen also donated 100,000 rubles to the orphanage, which made another wave of prestige in Moscow.

Wu Maocai nodded lightly, looking at Igor's eyes, full of strange light, and he didn't know whether to be relieved, emotional, or nostalgic.

He especially likes or feels sorry for Igor, because he has no parents since he was a child, he was raised by his grandfather, and he can feel the pain and hardship of not having parents.

In his own words, he and Igor are two bitter children without a father or mother.

So as long as he is in Russia, he will come to see Igor once every month or so.

However, he feels that he is much luckier than Igor now, he has a grandfather and a ninth master.

Yelena glanced at Wu Maocai in some surprise, she felt that Wu Maocai seemed to have become much calmer.

But after thinking about it, it became clear that there was such a big movement the day before yesterday, how could Wu Maocai not change and not grow.

And although it shows that the matter has been overcome, after all, the movement is too big, and many Russian high-level leaders have already complained about it, especially Vice President Rudskoi, it is precisely because of this that Fang Chen decided to donate another million rubles to the Moscow orphanage to eliminate the impact.

Walking and walking, seeing that Igor's forehead was already covered with sweat, Fang Chen smiled slightly, pointed to the recliner on the side, and motioned to sit down.

Igor nodded obediently.

Sitting down, Fang Chen gently stroked the top of Igor's head.

When Fang Chen's palm just touched the top of Igor's head, Igor couldn't help but stiffen, and even trembled slightly, and only after two or three seconds did he relax, his eyes narrowed, like a little milk cat, and even had some enjoyment.

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