Chen Yang sat down, clicked on the task and glanced at it.

"Details: Dragon Boat Festival prayer and disaster elimination ceremony, get rid of plague, avoid soldiers and ghosts, and drive away evil spirits. Pray for world peace, social harmony and people's well-being. ”

Chen Yang suddenly, count the days, and there will be more than ten days, isn't it the Dragon Boat Festival?

The system doesn't release tasks, and he really doesn't pay much attention to it.

Chen Yang was a little energetic, the mountain road had been built for more than 100 meters, and it would take a long time to complete it.

The reward of that task is not to be counted on in the short term.

You can only collect incense money at the Taoist temple, and so on, so that you can live.

"What a salted fish. ”

With a sigh of emotion, Chen Yang checked the balance.

In addition to the 10 million transferred by Peng Qiang, all his belongings are less than 50,000 yuan.

Originally, there were more than 300,000 people, but they went to Maoshan and almost emptied their families.

Why did Sanmao Patriarch appear?

Do you really think that their idle eggs hurt, and they specially showed the spirit to the old black and gray?

That's what costs money!

But even if the average person has money, they can't do it.

Chen Yang has a system, and this money can be spent.

Just let Sanmao Patriarch send a light, and it was only a few minutes before and after, and it cost 300,000 yuan.

Chen Yang's heart was dripping blood at that time.

Once truly back to the pre-liberation period.

"This Dragon Boat Festival, I don't know how many people can come. ”

Chen Yang took a look at the fans on Weibo, and it has already exceeded one million.

Even if it's 100 to 1, there are 10,000 people, right?

However, Chen Yang suddenly thought that the prayer ceremony and incense were all free, and no money was charged!

The only way to make money is before the festival.

He had no doubt that as long as he released the news, someone would donate money to him.

After thinking about it, Chen Yang still posted a Weibo.

"On May 5, the Double Ninth Festival, the Lingshan Taoist Temple will hold a Dragon Boat Festival prayer and disaster elimination ceremony, and all believers can come to participate. ”

After sending it, Chen Yang didn't care.

He took out his pen and ink, calmed down, and planned to return to his old business.

Even if you don't get rich or rich, you have to maintain a decent life.

If you can't even eat spiritual rice, what fun is there in this life?

In the urban area, outside a certain villa of the Republic of China, a small crew is filming an advertisement.

This is an advertisement for men's clothing.

Model, very ugly, very fat.

Passers-by were very strange: "What kind of eyes do advertising agencies have now?"

"Which actor is this? It's so ugly, I can't be unimpressed. ”

"Silly, that's not an actor, that's a local tyrant, Peng Qiang. ”

"Hold the grass, it's him!"

"Nonsense, otherwise you think any fat person can shoot commercials?"

"Hurry up, go to him and ask for an autograph, a live koi. ”

Passers-by who recognized Peng Qiang quickly surrounded and blocked this not wide blue brick path.

After filming the advertisement, Peng Qiang was about to rest for a while, when he saw a group of people rushing over.

"Mr. Peng, can you sign for me?"

"Can you take a picture with me?"

Passers-by were a little nervous.

After all, this is not only a koi, but also a billionaire!

Peng Qiang has long been accustomed to this situation, from the initial nervousness and surprise, to now he can treat it very calmly.

"Okay. ”

For these fans who are not fans, Peng Qiang has no frame at all, and those who want to sign will be autographed, and they will take a group photo.

As long as it is not a particularly excessive request, he will not refuse.

Finally signed the last one, Peng Qiang went to the chair and exhaled.

"Brother Peng, you have a really good temper. A young assistant handed over a bottle of water and said.

Peng Qiang smiled: "What's good, people ask me for an autograph, that's to look up to me, I can't still play music with them, right? ”

The assistant said: "I have also filmed many celebrities, but I have never met you so easy to talk to." ”

Peng Qiang said: "I'm not a star either." ”

"But celebrities are not as popular as you. ”

"What do you say... I can't argue with that, hahaha!"

Peng Qiang took out his mobile phone and swiped it casually.

Suddenly, it was discovered that there was a dynamic Lingshan Taoist Temple.

Hurriedly clicked on it, and after seeing the content clearly, his eyes were glowing.

"Hahahaha, I've finally waited, I've waited for it!" Peng Qiang was excited to drop his phone.

The assistant was curious: "Brother Peng, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm so happy! I've been able to spend this money for a long time!"

The assistant of the "......" was very hurt in his heart, and the idea of the rich man was really different from that of our poor people.

Peng Qiang was about to transfer money when a phone call suddenly came in.

Unfamiliar numbers.

There are very few people who can know his number.

"Hey, hello, I'm Peng Qiang. ”

"Hello, Mr. Peng, my name is Feng Haisheng, vice president of the Lingshan Taoist Association. ”

Peng Qiang asked, "Hello, President Feng, do you have something to do with me?"

Feng Haisheng said: "That's the case, next month is the Dragon Boat Festival Festival, and our Taoist Association plans to hold a large-scale prayer and disaster elimination ceremony, and we want to invite Mr. Peng to participate." ”

Peng Qiang understood as soon as he heard that this was to find himself to donate money.

"Mr. Peng, I heard that you have been to Lingshan Taoist Temple before, and the Xuanyang abbot of Lingshan Taoist Temple is also a good friend of mine. ”

"Oh. Peng Qiang said: "I have something on my side, so let's do it, I'll call you after I'm done in a while." ”

Hanging up the phone, Peng Qiang dialed Chen Yang's mobile phone.

Chen Yang didn't answer, he was writing.

Chen Yang felt that he had recently reached a bottleneck, and this word, no matter how he wrote it, was still like that, and he was not very satisfied.

Put down the brush, took out the mobile phone, and saw Peng Qiang's missed call.

He dialed back: "Master Peng..."

"Dao Chief, does the Dao Association have a vice president named Feng Haisheng?"

"Yes. ”

"What's your relationship with him?"

"Relationship?" Chen Yang said, "It doesn't matter. ”

"This old bastard, I was almost fooled by him, but fortunately I was wise. ”

Chen Yang asked, "What happened?"

Peng Qiang said: "He called me, anyway, he asked me for money to fund the Dragon Boat Festival." ”

"Oh, that's a good thing. ”

"It's a good thing, but I don't know him well, and I don't feel at ease with him. By the way, I think you have to do it, so I'll donate the money to the Lingshan Taoist Temple. ”

"Dao Chief, I'll donate 10 million, do you think it's appropriate?"

"......" Chen Yang rubbed his forehead: "There is no need for so much." ”

"The nine million?"

"Poor Dao is going to hang up the phone. ”

"Then I'll do my own research. ”

Hanging up the phone, Peng Qiang was very entangled.

donated too much, and he was worried that Chen Yang would be angry.

He obviously felt that Chen Yang was not the kind of person who was greedy for money, but he was not very rich either.

Money is definitely needed, but how much to donate, it's a technical job.

"yes, I can ask someone. ”

Peng Qiang patted his head and found Zhang Jun's phone and called.

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, it's me, Xiaoqiang. ”