Chapter Seventy-Three: I'm Doing This for Your Good
"Don't be in a hurry, come, come, County Magistrate Zhang drinks, continue to drink......"
As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, President Zhou of the Future Charity Association made a face, and immediately the two beauties next to him began to pour wine for County Magistrate Zhang, and the faces of the people accompanying the county magistrate next to him changed, you must know that wine is such a thing, so that they like to drink one or two amounts every day after work It is no problem, and banquets like this are rarely attended.
"Come, come, County Magistrate Zhang, let's have another drink, let's talk about it later..."
President Zhou of the Future Charity Association smiled, quite like Maitreya Buddha, drank the wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes, and looked at County Magistrate Zhang with an inexplicable light.
The honest county magistrate Zhang's face was swollen and red, and he looked at the wine as if he was drinking some kind of intestinal poison, but when he thought of the poverty in Jiangshan County now, the dilapidated schools, the children who were eager for knowledge but could not go to school, and the many poor people in Jiangshan County, gritted his teeth, drank the wine glass in his hand, and coughed violently.
"It's so refreshing, it's so refreshing, I like to associate with people who are happy, in this way, hello, I'm good, everyone is good together!"
President Zhou of the Future Charity Association laughed and touched his stomach.
"In fact, the limit of our future association's charitable donations this time is a total of 10 million, and we have also considered many more poor mountainous areas, you know, although the Tiantang Kingdom is said to have entered a well-off society, there are still many poor people, after all, there are always more poor people than rich people in these years..."
Ten million!
The county magistrate of Jiangshan County, Zhang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath was short, 10 million, 10 million, 10 million!
If there really is this 10 million yuan, if nothing else, at least it is completely possible to build a few schools in all the mountainous areas around Jiangshan County, and the educational resources can also be implemented, and even the river roads can be repaired.
At such an instant, the county magistrate of Jiangshan County Zhang had even considered how to use the 10 million, but he saw that President Zhou of the Future Charity Association laughed, drank the wine glass in his hand, and said.
"However, County Magistrate Zhang, you should know that charity is not easy to do now, not like in the past, as long as people talked, everyone would give love, but now it is different, now people have learned to become fine, even if they meet a beggar on the side of the road, they will not give a point, let alone be donated by people for no reason, right!"
To the surprise of County Magistrate Zhang, President Zhou of the Future Charity Association did not seem to talk about the 10 million donation, but talked about other things.
"Not only that, but now, people have become smarter, many people on the Internet don't believe our charity association, saying that we took the money and swallowed it ourselves, and don't want to think about each of them is just a person who donated dozens or hundreds of yuan, just a dime, but our charity association has to do a lot, we want to recruit poor mountainous areas, right? All of this has to be done, and it has to be done at the cost of labor, can't it be free?"
"We are indeed doing charity, we are indeed giving love, but we can't let us pay out of our own pockets, and we can't treat ourselves badly if we give love, you see that my two assistants are young and beautiful college students, and now they are sleeping with me, coming to the poor mountainous area of Jiangzhen City, trekking through mountains and rivers, for what, don't they all hope to use charitable donations on the blade, so as not to waste the love of the people, right?"
"Yes, yes, President Zhou, you are right, you have worked hard along the way, you can rest assured, we are 100% poor students in Jiangshan County, if you don't believe it, I can take you to see, every penny is definitely spent on the blade, you must know that our county, the main thing is that the road is not good, if you really have the money to repair the road, maybe it is really possible to get out of trouble, we are too poor children, there is no school, the income of poor families is only one or two thousand yuan a year, no one believes it!"
The county magistrate of Jiangshan County Zhang said that his eyes were red, wiping his tears, people who have not experienced it can't understand his feelings, when he was elected by the villagers as the county magistrate Zhang, he was also full of spirits and wanted to get Jiangshan County up, but the reality gave him a solid slap.
Without money, nothing can be done!
"I know, I know, County Magistrate Zhang, I know your sufferings and difficulties, but I tell you this, which shows that our charity and love organization is formal, is doing things for the people, helping the people, and sending love to the hands of the poor, not the kind of fraud, so I think so, if I want to invest in your Jiangshan County, it is okay to donate, but there must be a donation ceremony!"
President Zhou of the Pot-bellied Future Charity Association said righteously.
"Donation ceremony, what does that mean?"
County Magistrate Zhang of Jiangshan County was stunned and a little at a loss.
"It's very simple, it's how much money I donate, how to use this money, and I will invite a reporter from the TV station to report it when the time comes, proving that our future charity association is really doing charity, it is really giving love, and it is not that kind of deceptive charity!"
"Okay, okay, this can be done, this can be completely done, we can all come according to President Zhou's request!"
The county magistrate of Jiangshan County nodded after talking with the officials around him for a while, this is completely doable, a donation ceremony, there is no problem at all.
"Very good, as long as the county magistrate Zhang can hold a donation ceremony, of course, we have to come to this ceremony really, it can't be fake, right? I donate 10 million, this is the promise, invest in the school in Jiangshan County, and at the same time, the county magistrate Zhang wants to find a few poor families to come over and present awards in public, donate to them, this is to let the reporter take pictures, and even the reporter will come to interview later, so these poor people must be real, how poor, how poor, how miserable, how miserable!"
What President Zhou, who said about the future charity date, made County Magistrate Zhang stunned for a moment, and it was a little inexplicable.
"How miserable is it, how poor is it, how poor is it?"
"That's right, don't think I'm putting on a show, I'm doing this for your good."
President Zhou of the pot-bellied Future Charity Association spoke earnestly, sandwiched a tender beef, and ate it
"You know, as long as the poor students you are looking for are miserable, miserable, pitiful, and pitiful, they will resonate with the public, and then everyone will donate to you to improve the current situation of poverty alleviation in Jiangshan County, all for your good!"