The donation meeting began.

Daddy Song's body was not left here, only Daddy Song's posthumous photos and wreaths were left at the scene.

Several leaders sat in their seats, waiting for the master of ceremonies to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for participating in the donation meeting held by Kyoto Satellite TV for Comrade Song Aimin. ”

"Comrade Song Aimin is an excellent employee of our TV station, he is dedicated to his duties, helpful, dedicated the last moment of his life to others, and is a model for every employee of our TV station. ”

After the master of ceremonies said a brief introduction to Song Aimin, he invited him and then invited Song Qian, the daughter of Daddy Song, to speak on stage.

"Thank you very much, for my father, for our financially difficult family to donate, so that my father can have a cemetery to rest forever, my father does not like to be famous, nor does he like extravagance and waste, he has lived a very frugal life, usually he doesn't even have money to buy me snacks, so he only gave me tuition, and even my living expenses for college are earned by working part-time. ”

"I don't know where he used all the money, and our family doesn't have any savings, so after learning that my dad was terminally ill, our family was disheartened, and I want to thank Mr. Chu Ming here, as well as my colleagues in the TV station, they knew my dad's condition and did not hesitate to provide me with a lot of help, although my dad has passed away, but I also want to say thank you to all of you!"

"I didn't know much about my father, he didn't spend much time with me, either working overtime or helping people outside, I complained about him, I hated him, until he got sick and told me something, I realized that I had misunderstood him, he had always been a great person, but unfortunately it was too late. ”

Song Qian had tears in her eyes and couldn't cry.

"I want to apologize to my father, Dad, I'm sorry for you, I've been resenting you all my life, I don't understand you, I haven't done anything for you, you may not be a good father to me, but I still love you. ”

Song Qian's words made the eyes of many people in the audience red again.

"Thank you, Miss Song Qian, for your speech, time is pressing, I think we will get to the point first, donation. ”

The screen has cut to the donation link.

The staff brought up a donation box.

The donation process begins.

Students and parents spontaneously walked up to Daddy Song's body in a row and bowed to him.

"Daddy Song, thank you for saving us!"

"It's a little bit of our heart. ”

"Daddy Song, I won't let you down, I will study hard and repay the society in the future. ”

After bowing, the child drops the envelope containing the donation into the donation box.

There are other neighbors who have been helped by Daddy Song also come to donate.

"Uncle Song, I remember that year when my father was in prison and my mother was sick and hospitalized, you took me to your home to take care of me, and I can't forget this kindness. ”

"Brother Song, when my child had no money to go to school, it was you who took out your savings and lent me money so that my son could continue his studies, and I hope your family can accept this point. ”

"Don't worry, we won't forget your kindness, Xiaoqian will help if she has difficulties in the future. ”

Envelope after envelope was dropped into the donation box.

Although the camera couldn't shoot it, every time she made a donation, Song Qian would bow to that person once and say thank you.

After the colleagues made the donation, it was the turn of some of the guests present.

The people who spontaneously came to the scene were all neighbors who had been helped by Daddy Song, and their donations were not much, but they were sincere.

The words of these people touched the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"It turns out that Daddy Song has helped so many people!"

"Those who can bravely save those who fall into the water must have a good heart. ”

"I'll donate some money too, although it's not much, it's also a heart. ”

"Hopefully, the more such kind people in the world, the better. ”

"Kind people must have, an anonymous love donor 'Screw' reported in the news a few days ago, I heard that he has donated anonymously and donated at least 500,000 yuan. ”

"There are still such people who don't seek fame and fortune, positive energy. ”

"I've also seen the news, it is said that he has been donating for more than 20 years, and I don't know why he has stopped donating recently. ”

"I hope nothing happens, as the saying goes, good people are rewarded. ”

"Not necessarily, isn't it also said that good people don't live long, and disasters live for 10,000 years!"

……

Donors will be here.

The rest of the donations have already gone through the process.

It was the turn of the TV's leaders to make the donation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the leadership of Kyoto TV is now making a donation to the family of the late poor employee Song Aimin. ”

The leaders of the TV station, holding their respective envelopes, put their hearts into the donation box on behalf of their hearts.

Especially when Zhu Zhi appeared in front of the camera, he squeezed the wrinkles together with a smile.

He enjoyed this kind of camera very much, and was watched by the public.

But this scene, in the eyes of Song Qian and others, was very heartbreaking, but Song Qian still gritted her teeth and endured, she had given up the idea of fighting with Zhu Zhi.

She has nothing to do with Zhu Zhi!

can't be provoked, can't she still hide.

After the donation was completed, the reporters and media arranged by Zhu Zhi also began to ask questions at this time.

"Director Zhu, we can see from this donation meeting that you are a very caring person for your subordinates, which is not consistent with the posts circulating on the Internet a few days ago, I want to take this opportunity to ask for clarification on behalf of netizens. ”

Zhu Zhi nodded: "Yes, the things reported before are all false, we have already stated that it was because of the misunderstanding caused by the mistake of a temporary worker, we have severely punished this temporary worker, every employee is our family, and if the family is in trouble, our TV station will definitely not stand idly by." ”

"I understand that Director Zhu has always been passionate about philanthropy, and Director Zhu has been making anonymous donations for more than 20 years, and we are eager to know that this is the truth?" the reporter asked.

"Well, since you all know it, then I won't hide it. Zhu Zhi made an expression of being accidentally discovered for doing good deeds.

"Is Director Zhu really the 'screw' of the good guy who made anonymous donations? We are not suspicious of you, we are just worried about misunderstandings and want to see the evidence. Other reporters were instantly interested.

This screw, who has been making anonymous donations for more than 20 years, has attracted a lot of attention at present, and everyone wants to know who such a good person is.

"Since this journalist friend asked, then I will take it out so as not to cause misunderstanding. Zhu Zhi took out a transparent document bag, which contained many pieces of paper.

The pieces of paper were of different colors, some were already yellow, and some were still brand new.

If you look closely, you can see clearly that it is indeed a donation voucher for various charitable funds, stamped with official seals, and the name of the anonymous donor is a screw.

There are also staff members who hand over document bags to reporters for inspection.

No problem, the voucher is real.

Now, the flash brush lit up.

The camera also focused on Zhu Zhi and gave him a close-up.

"I think those who misunderstood me before should know the truth now. Zhu Zhi smiled at the camera.

This donation voucher is enough to reverse Zhu Zhi's previous image in an instant.

It turns out that the anonymous good man Screw is the director of the Jingtai Literature and Art Channel. ”

"I thought he was a bad guy, but he turned out to be a good guy!"

"Twenty-three years of continuous donations, this is something that only a saint can do. ”

"The news that he bullied employees before should be fake, how can such a caring person be that kind of black-hearted leader!"

"Unbelievable!"

"I've changed my opinion of this leader!"

"This kind deed, you can erect a monument in ancient times!"

Netizens have been misled and believe Zhu Zhi's words.

The TV station colleagues at the scene were also at a loss.

"Zhu Zhi is the screw who has donated for more than 20 years?"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

"His heart and eyes, his temper, how can it be a screw!"

"But if it weren't for him, where did those certificates come from, these certificates are both new and old, and there are also official seals of different foundations, obviously they can't be fake!"

"I don't believe it anyway!"

Daddy Song's anonymous donation has never been told to outsiders, and it is only by chance that Chu Ming learned that Daddy Song is a screw.

It was only after Father Song's illness that Song Qian realized what her father had been insisting on for more than 20 years, and only then did she know that there were many donation vouchers in his father's desk drawer.

But now, these certificates appear in the hands of others, or the villain who killed his father, and become his tool in exchange for fame.

When Song Qian saw this scene, she went crazy on the spot.

"You, why are you messing with my dad's things, those are my dad's relics, you are not qualified to impostor!" Before Song Qian could cry a few times, she was pulled into the corner by the security guard arranged by Zhu Zhi on the side.

Because the security guard reacted quickly, the words were not shouted in full, and everyone just thought that Song Qian was because of her father's death, and she was emotional for a while.

Others don't understand the situation, Chu Ming does!

He now understood what Zhu Zhi meant by the sentence "This old thing is worth a little bit when it dies".

In your eyes, Daddy Song's only value is to leave you a bunch of vouchers, so that you can impersonate and enjoy everything you get.

Song Qian doesn't dare to fight with you anymore, you still want to steal Daddy Song's good reputation, how far do you want to force their family to be satisfied?

This is Daddy Song's relic, and you want to have it alone?

Do you want to go down in history so much?

You just want to engrave your name in the stone tablet and be immortal, don't you?

Alright, I'll make you immortal!

"Da Ming, where is the big screen in this studio controlled?" Chu Ming asked.

"It's next door, but there shouldn't be anyone next door, Mr. Chu, what are you asking for?" Da Ming didn't finish speaking, and saw that Chu Ming had already walked out of the studio.

……

Because the person who donated anonymously was the director of his own TV station, the Kyoto Satellite TV news channel reacted quickly and quickly extended the time of the live TV.

"Audience, at the donation meeting held for the righteous and brave hero Song Aimin, we unexpectedly learned that the kind-hearted person 'Screw', who has been silently carrying out charity fundraising, is the director of the Literature and Art Channel, Mr. Zhu Zhi......"

On this side of the scene, it has entered the end.

But the process has completely deviated from its original purpose.

This is no longer a donation meeting, it is completely a touting conference to praise Zhu Zhi.

"Now, let's invite Director Zhu Zhi, a practitioner of good deeds for more than 20 years, to talk about his philanthropic journey over the years. ”

The audience was round of applause!

There were many guests who were in the dark, applauding the beast.

Looking at such warm applause, Song Qian was full of tears.

She didn't want to see a man who had robbed her father of his honor, and she proudly enjoyed the applause and the flowers, because they didn't belong to him, and her father had earned them for decades.

But she is a weak woman, Daddy Song is dead, and she is left alone, how can she resist?

She is now controlled in the corner by the security guards arranged by Zhu Zhi to prevent her from making trouble.

She couldn't do anything at all.

It was obviously his father's donation meeting, but in the end it became a good place for him to become famous!

Ironic!

At this moment, Song Qian saw that Chu Ming had returned to the studio and strode towards Zhu Zhi.

Chu Ming looked at her for a moment and gave Song Qian a reassuring gesture.

She understood that Chu Ming was planning to seek justice for her deceased father.

Stage.

Under the watchful eye of all.

Zhu Zhi raised his smiling face and tried his best to keep a very good angle for the camera, he cleared his throat and took out the speech script.

"Speaking of my public welfare experience over the years, I just wrote a new poem and took it out to share with you......"

At this moment, everyone noticed that Chu Ming actually walked up to the stage and snatched the microphone from Zhu Zhi's hand.

None of the people present reacted.

They didn't expect that in the process of live TV, someone would dare to grab the microphone!

It's in public, and it's live on TV!

Chu Ming took the microphone and said, "Director Zhu's poem, don't be in a hurry to read it first, I happen to have a poem here, and I want to give this poem to Father Song, and also to my great leader, Director Zhu." ”

"I want to praise my leader!"

A poem given to Zhu Zhi and Song Aimin at the same time must be a poem that praises good deeds, praises Song Aimin, and praises Zhu Zhi.

The staff present thought that this was a temporary part arranged by the official, but no one interrupted Chu Ming.

I was worried that Chu Ming would come to power to make trouble, and the security guards who were going to stop it did not come to the stage, so Chu Ming was allowed to play.

The camera is also running.

"Chu Ming, what are you doing, you want to sing Acura later, give me the microphone quickly!"

Zhu Zhi lost the microphone, and his voice of reprimanding Chu Ming was not loud, and it was all covered by Chu Ming's voice.

Chu Ming looked at Zhu Zhi coldly, and shouted with anger, and the first sentence frightened all the audience: "Some people are alive and dead!"

Then, he turned his head again, looked at Father Song's last photo and said regretfully: "Some people are dead, but he is still alive!"

Chu Ming pointed at Zhu Zhi: "Some people ride on the heads of the people: 'Oh, how great I am!'"

Chu Ming turned back and pointed to Song Aimin's posthumous photo: "Some people bend down and serve the people as cattle and horses." ”

There was a dead silence.

The audience in front of the TV is also dead!

The people present originally thought that this was a poem praising the leader, but who would have thought that at the beginning, they would say that their leader was alive, but he was dead!

He also said that he was riding on the head of the people, isn't it just a change of law to say that he oppresses people!

This is scolding the leader!

He's picking on a pick, and he doesn't want to do it on TV at all?

Chu Ming sneered: "Some people carve their names into stone and want to be "immortal". ”

Immediately, he said in a sad tone: "Some people are willing to be weeds and wait for the fire to burn underground. ”

Chu Ming's speech speeded up, with resentment and regret, allowing the power of words to spread to every corner and every listener's heart.

"There are people who live and others cannot live, and there are people who live for the better life of the majority. Whoever rides on the people's head, the people will crush him, and whoever makes the people a cow and a horse, the people will always remember him! The name of the one who carves his name into stone rots earlier than the corpse, and wherever the spring breeze blows, there are green weeds everywhere. He who lives and others cannot live, his fate can be seen;".

"He lives for the better of the majority. ”

Chu Ming took one last look at Song Aimin's posthumous photo: it was like remembering an old friend, and it was like sending him the last blessing: "The masses lifted him very high, very high ......"