Chapter 144: The Feast of Meat (Page 1/1)

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and after a while, there was a light rain outside.

Attendees showed their tickets and were guided by security guards through a special "dark door" to enter the Luwan Stadium.

Players who don't have tickets want to try their luck, but their luck is too bad.

No one resold the tickets, and they continued to wait in the square, asking scalpers and ticket sellers everywhere, hoping to get a glimmer of opportunity.

On the corner of the square, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and a young man in casual clothes are shoulder to shoulder, and business blows each other.

Sun Buqi arched his hand, with a smile on his face, "Boss Zhu, fired the first shot, first say Wishing you prosperity in advance." It's starting to rain heavily outside, so do you want to move into the gymnasium?"

Zhu Jun was reluctant to move, and looked greedily at the waiting crowd in the square, "Boss Sun, thank you for reminding you that two large LED screens have been placed in the square." The people waiting were not too boring, and there were no extreme accidents. ”

pursed his lips and said meaningfully, "It's all about eating the bowl of Warcraft, I hope we can get rich together." If I can earn Boss Sun's share, I will wake up laughing in my dreams. ”

This is not a lie, through the side to understand, is it a gold studio, the peak of the daily income of 60,000 US dollars, now the number of American clothing studios is increasing, the competition is fierce, the profit has declined, and it is stable at 30,000 US dollars a day.

In 20044, Nine Cities went public on the NASDAQ, raising $100 million. In addition to paying the proxy fee of glass slag、Client localization fee,Most of them are invested in the new server。

The previous cash cow "Miracle" was not majestic, the company's capital chain was in jeopardy, and there was no money to recruit people, let alone publicity.

Sun Buqi offered to cooperate, or the kind that brought his own dry food, Zhu Jun didn't think much about it, and nodded directly in agreement.

The two sides worked together to make today's Warcraft player meet-and-greet.

Zhu Jun patted the water droplets on his shoulders and asked in high spirits, "Boss Sun, do you know how I feel now?"

The other party is on the rise, Sun Buqi is too lazy to be a villain, "Nearly 2,000 people came to the scene today, and at least 200,000 paying players are the foundation." In the previous meeting, I was afraid that there would be few people and I would not be able to recover the cost, and during the public beta, I was afraid that the server carrying capacity would not be enough to provide the corresponding services. ”

Zhu Jun touched his finger and pointed to the crowd queuing up to enter the sports, and was very emotional, "When the imperial examination was first opened, the new imperial examination entered from the gate of the palace, and Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, blurted out: All the heroes of the world are in my place. ”

Sun Buqi raised his thumb, ""Legend" has made Chen Tianqiao earn a lot of money, and I believe that Mr. Zhu will not let him concentrate on beauty and take up the throne of the first person in the game. The big screen is live simultaneously, the meeting has begun, as the boss, you can't be absent. ”

Zhu Jun waved his hand and said proudly, "There is nothing to see! The smile on the player's face and the enthusiasm that burst out are more convincing than any data." Be sure to put these pictures on the official website, forums, and 17173. ”

In order to show his demeanor, the boss played the game of "real men never look back at the explosion", and Sun Buqi had to accompany him outside, answering all kinds of questions.

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The first player meeting ended successfully, and Qin Mengyao, the host and cosplay Tyrande, and the task of the magic capital came to an end for the time being.

The café in the Modu afternoon is a little lazy, and the gramophone in the corner plays the vinyl film of Jean Hisaishi.

Chen Jiachang looked excited, "How about it? In the distance is Shikumen, where Han Han's "Triple Gate" has been written many times. I've been longing for this kind of environment for a long time, and I've dreamed of coming here. ”

Sun Buqi shook his head, "The room in Haikou, you are too lazy to decorate it......" Seeing that the girl's face was not good, she stopped the topic, "Meng Yao, after you are busy here, where will you go next? ”

Qin Mengyao smiled, "Last weekend, Sister Yu just came, and this week, Senior Sister Jiachang came again, and I am not lonely at all." The Foundation is operating normally, and Dr. Tan and Professor Dong have already screened out some of the names to prepare for surgery during the summer vacation. ”

The company has opened several projects, most of which are in the cultivation stage, and only input but no output.

She didn't want to ask for money at this time, but when she saw the patient's photos and information, her sympathy rose, and she couldn't help but put forward "non-centrific thoughts".

Sun Buqi frowned, with a serious face, "Meng Yao, don't worry. Other money can be less, the project can be delayed, and the foundation's money can not be less, and it will be transferred to the account immediately. ”

During the Chinese New Year, in order to treat his younger brother and grandson, he set up a foundation for the treatment of heart membrane surgery, donating 1 million yuan every year and selecting 10-20 patients as the target of assistance.

Three months later, Dr. Tan Renben from the Affiliated Hospital of Qilu University has reviewed the first batch of aid recipients, and everything is ready, just waiting for the funds to arrive.

Qin Mengyao and Sun Buqi discussed the foundation carefully, and the exquisite pastries lost their appeal.

Chen Jiachang came up and said sourly, "Student Sun, I also want to do charity, and set up a foundation." ”

This small vinegar jar is jealous regardless of the occasion!

Sun Buqi frowned, and thought about it, "In the Wuzhishan area of Qiongzhong, there is a shortage of doctors and medicines, and there is a shortage of teachers, you can apply to be a rural teacher and go there to teach...... If it's too troublesome, there are ways to get immediate results. Children in the mountains can't eat meat a few times a year, so you can create a "meat festival" and add meat to the children!"

In later generations, the "Xintian Scholarship" was sold on Taobao to help children in the poor mountainous areas of Yunnan, Guichuan and Sichuan to eat a meal of meat. At that time, Sun Buqi's life was tense, and he secretly hid from his girlfriend and donated half a pig.

Chen Jiachang clapped his hands and smiled, "The latter idea is good! When I return to Haikou, I will do it!"

She can't do it for at least half a year to teach in a mountain village, and it doesn't take much time to go to a school in the mountain area to send warmth and donate pork, which is exactly what she wants.

The girl agreed too quickly and thought things too simply.

Sun Buqi reminded on the side, "We must contact various schools and coordinate all work." Give you 10,000 yuan, and try it out in a few nearby schools first. If there is no chaos, it will expand to other places. Say in advance that I will only be on the side to guide and will not be personally involved. ”

Chen Jiachang snorted coldly, "10,000 yuan, you send it to Huazi, at least 100,000 yuan! ”

Pulling sponsorship is fake, looking for a sense of existence is real!

Sun Buqi couldn't cry or laugh, and explained one by one,

"The size of the primary school in the mountainous area is small, with a maximum of two classes per grade, with an average of 40 students per class and less than 500 students in the six grades combined. A pound of pork is less than 5 yuan, and a pound of meat for a child is only 2,500 yuan. Coupled with the cost of other ingredients, counting the teachers of the school, it will cost less than 4,000 yuan. ”

Chen Jiachang stuck out his tongue, "Oh, it's not enough for the five-star hotel." ”

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