Pacing back and forth, Ryusi's mood fluctuated.

In his mind, he kept recalling the people he had seen over the years from the Northeast to Shanghai.

From officials to businessmen, from reckless to ordinary people, in the end, those pictures were fixed on the faces of yellow-skinned children.

He suddenly stopped, and sighed loudly: "It's ridiculous to think that I have been in trouble for half my life, thinking that I have laid down a piece of heaven and earth, but in the end I am just competitive, for my own selfish interests." ”

Fei Nan smiled: "It's not too late to waste half a life, once enlightened." ”

Long Si was made to cry and laugh by his words, and suddenly lost his emotion: "What you said, should I go to the house?"

Fernan grinned and said, "Haven't I become a sinner?"

With a sigh of relief, Long Si's expression became serious again: "You're right, what is the gambling king of Shanghai, the god of gambling in China, they are all small ways, in my life, I have earned enough money, and I should do something with my own needs!"

With two clapped hands, Feinan asked, "Any practical thoughts?"

Long Si thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Fei Nan played with Huanhuan's pigtails and asked, "How about you set up a charitable fund in your own name?"

"Charitable funds?"

Ryusi had never heard of this term.

"It's that you set aside a sum of money for charity. ”

Fei Nan explained carefully: "This money can be used to donate money and materials, help the poor, and establish a school. ”

"I'm not for the sake of these false names. ”

Long Si waved his hand, frowned and asked, "Do you mean, like Fan Li, scatter all your family wealth?"

"That's not it, it's just a part of the money! It's not a naked donation. What's more, when the time comes, the charity fund can also accept donations and good things from some kind-hearted people in the society, and everyone will pick up materials and the flame is high!"

Long Si still had concerns: "But, even if I am covered in iron, how many nails can I make? There are so many poor people in this world, and the Bodhisattva can't finish it, let alone me? Even if I take out a million oceans, how many people can I help?"

"Are you supposed to be a soup kitchen?

Fei Nan patiently explained: "You must know how to manage scientifically! Charity funds, not all of them are donated, but they must be rescued in a planned way."

You can find some professionals to operate this fund, use it to invest in some profitable transactions, and use the money to make money? Even if you don't invest, you can save it in the bank and eat interest, and the income is not small!

Moreover, because it is for charitable purposes, you can apply for tax deductions from the above, which is a good thing, and no one above should refuse.

When the time comes, you can take out the profits for charity, and if there is any excess, you can also give a little reward and dividends to the benevolents who have donated a large amount of money, which will definitely attract a lot of donations.

In this cycle, not only will the money not be donated, but more and more will be donated, so why not?"

"So?"

Long Si was a little moved: "Speaking of which, this is not only charity, but also a good deal!"

"Isn't that right?"

Fernan pouted.

Looking at him, Ryusi's eyes were complicated.

How did this kid have a brain, how could he understand so many strange things?

Since ancient times, doing good deeds of repairing bridges and roads has been a loss-making business that cannot be entered.

When it came to him, it became a good business that made sure that it would not lose money.

He could imagine that once Feinan's hierarchy of needs theory and the concept of charitable funds were disseminated, the establishment of the fund would definitely usher in a large amount of donations.

There are many rich people in this world who have an uneasy conscience, how good is it to be able to use money to buy peace of mind, realize self-worth, and gain a good reputation?

More importantly, Fernan's tax reduction and profit sharing are absolutely irresistible temptations for businessmen with a keen sense of smell.

Long Si couldn't help but sigh: "If you go into business, I don't think any Zhejiang businessman or Wen businessman will be your opponent." ”

"I don't have that time. ”

Fei Nan waved his hand, and then explained the relevant matters of the charity fund to Long Si in detail.

Long Si listened carefully, asked questions from time to time, and quickly understood the operation process.

Seeing that he had understood, Fei Nan got up and took his leave.

After a morning of playing, he was already exhausted and fell asleep in Feinan's arms.

I returned to the hotel with the two little ones, and slept all the way, which was very sweet.

Hadron was in good spirits, and when he returned to his room, he begged Fei Nanyang to go out and buy something.

He was very interested in the drinks he had drunk today, and he thought he had found a business opportunity, and he couldn't wait to start experimenting and mix drinks to sell for money.

Since he was willing, Fei Nan didn't stop him, so he called a hotel staff member to come and accompany him out to shop.

In addition to the materials he wanted, Fernan also wrote a few things for them to look for to see if they could buy them.

They were about to leave when there was a knock on Faynand's door.

Pulling up the map and looking at it, Fei Nan found that it was actually Mr. Sun's housekeeper.

Mr. Sun looking for me?

He opened the door, and the housekeeper said respectfully: "Mr. Fei, Mr. Sun has an invitation to discuss important matters." ”

What is important?

He typed Mr. Sun's name on the map, but the cursor was on Chongming Island.

Seeing the cursor next to his cursor called Binbucheng, Fernan immediately understood what was important.

AK-47 built?

Without delay, Fei Nan nodded and instructed Qiangzi to come back as soon as possible after buying things and take care of Huanhuan.

Then, he followed the housekeeper and got into the car outside the hotel.

The car drove all the way to the dock, and Fei Nan and the housekeeper changed into small boats and went up to Chongming Island.

Chongming Island is an alluvial island of the Yangtze River at the mouth of the Shanghai Sea, and it is also the largest sand island in China.

There are only a few towns on Chongming Island, and the residents make a living from farming and fishing, and there are no outsiders on the island on weekdays.

Mr. Sun and his party were in the forest on the west side, and in addition to Mr. Sun and a thin young man, there was also a team of guards who surrounded the forest.

The butler led Fei Nan into the forest, and the sun was setting on the horizon.

Da-da-da-da!

A gunshot rang out, and Mr. Sun was holding a brand-new rifle and aiming at a large tree with a circle painted with paint, trying to shoot it.

Three rounds were fired in succession, and the bullets were fired into the circle one after another, crumbling into the bark of the tree, and the bullets also sank deep into the trunk of the tree, leaving bullet holes one after another.

And there are dozens of such bullet holes, most of them are within the circle, and only a few fall outside the circle.

"Good marksmanship!"

Fei Nan clapped his hands and walked over with a smile.

"Anan!

Mr. Sun turned around and walked over excitedly.

The thin young man followed, looking at Fei Nan curiously.

"Artifact!

Mr. Sun carried a rifle, held it in the air excitedly, and said loudly: "With this sharp weapon in hand, our people can be saved!"