Fang Luo looked at Wang Yongle's very suggestive eyes, and drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp, feeling that the seventy-one-year-old Roman Conti didn't seem to be so delicious, and he really didn't know why everyone's evaluation was so high.

"What's more fun, Mr. Wang, can you reveal it?" Fang Luo asked casually.

"It's the kind of place that men love to go to, and I promise, it's crazier than the nightclubs we asked for. Wang Yongle also dutifully acted as a tour guide at this time.

After all, in front of Fang Luo's eyes, Wang Yongle was nothing.

His sister-in-law's father is Fang Luo's apprentice, he is richer than rich, if Fang Luo really spends money, it is simply not a good money to spend, he Wang Yongle does not dare to compare with a big pervert like Fang Luo. Compared with the racing car that he is best at, as a result, Fang Luo Xianshan defeated himself with an absolute advantage.

After dinner, back in the hotel suite, Fang Luo watched some news through his mobile phone. Suddenly, I found a request for funds for children from a children's aid charity, which aims to help children with disabilities and give them a warm home.

Fang Luo's mind moved slightly, looking at the pitiful appearance of the disabled children in the photos on the Internet, as well as the heated discussion on the Internet about the fundraising of this foundation. If you feel that you can help, you can help, after all, sometimes you just donate your living expenses for the day, which is already a lot for others.

Fang Luo glanced at it a few times, and then dialed the phone number of Peng Xiajie, a member of the foundation, according to the phone number provided by Suooh on the Internet. And because of the time difference between the two places, Huaxia was busy in the morning at this time, and Peng Xia's family was also busy visiting children and playing with children in the hospital, so they waited until the phone rang for a short time before answering in a hurry.

"Hey, hello, this is the Huaxia Children's Aid Foundation. Peng Xiajie is close to her thirties, and she has been busy outside for a while this morning, so her voice is a little hoarse when she speaks.

"Hello, I saw the news that your organization needs to donate from the Internet. I want to provide you with a certain amount of donation, but I tried to donate on the Internet, but it always showed me that the donation could not be successful, is this because the network caused by me abroad must be delayed?" Fang Luo looked at the confirmation donation on the donation page on his mobile phone, but he never received a reply that the donation was successful, so he also asked.

"Well, sir, thank you for your support of our foundation. Sometimes there are fluctuations in the internet or there is a slight error on our website, so your donation will not be successful at that time, but you can wait a little longer and you should be able to donate. If you can't make a donation after a while, because I'm out to visit children in the hospital today, I need to ask a colleague to help you solve this problem. ”

There is a limit to the amount of money that the Foundation is hesitant, and the corresponding speed of the website pages and servers is relatively low. In the market, there will be delays in donating or enthusiastic people who want to donate but are unable to make a donation.

"Miss, that's right, I read the fundraising application you posted on the Internet. and the hard life of the children filmed, so I don't feel a good feeling. I'm going to donate 3 million to your foundation, but I want to donate it today. Fang Luo said fifteen-ten.

In the past few days, I have followed Wang Yongle to play in Paris, playing this today and playing that tomorrow, maybe I will go to play some strange things tomorrow. At that time, I was afraid that this organization wanted to contact me, and I didn't have so much effort to continue to pay attention to it.

Fang Luo had just finished his words on the phone, only to hear Peng Xiajie on the other end of the phone suddenly stand up from the chair with a shock.

"Ah, sir, did you just say that you plan to donate three million to us?" Peng Xiajie was obviously surprised by Fang Luo's statement of the amount of money he was going to donate.

Usually, their foundation only raises about 1.5 million yuan a year, and the total number of donations in a year is about 100,000 yuan, and the average donation amount per person is between more than 10 yuan and more than 20 yuan.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Luo said in one breath that the three million without even blinking a brow could be compared to the two years of hard work and dedication in their foundation.

"Sir, you're not kidding, you can't joke about donations. After all, it's about children. Peng Xiajie tried to stabilize her mentality, if all the words spoken by the children on the other end of the phone were true, then their foundation would have more strength in the future and could help more disabled children in need.

"Don't worry, miss, even if I am bored, I will not joke with you about this donation. Three million, I plan to donate it directly today, but can you solve the problem of this website?" Fang Luo humorously asked.

"Yes, sir. I'm going to help you think of a solution right now. This is your mobile phone number, right, I will be sure to notify you as soon as our website is successfully maintained. ”

I heard that the tone of the person on the other end of the phone was very calm, not like he was joking. Peng Xiajie was also in the spirit of preferring to believe that there is no credible and not credible, so she hurriedly called the foundation staff in charge of website maintenance, "Hey, Xiao Xu! What are you doing now? Hurry up and solve the problem that the website donation can't be successful, hurry up, hurry up, it's very urgent!"

At this time, Xiao Xu, who had just been busy with the children's table arranged by the Foundation to draw up a plan, picked up the phone and said: "Ah, Sister Peng, what is the matter so anxious? Aren't you taking care of the children in the hospital? This is not normal again? Wait a minute, I will be busy with the children's login work first, after all, there are few people in our foundation, so we have to do a little more." ”

Peng Xiajie immediately became anxious on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Xu, don't delay any longer, wait for the child's registration first." Now I'm going to deal with this right away, I have a kind person here who needs a donation, and he's willing to donate three million lump sum to our foundation. This matter can't be delayed, you hurry up and fix the website, don't let that kind person wait!"

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