After a big round of tossing, Bai Feng helplessly pestled his head in the office and thought about it.

"Now it seems that helping others will be recognized by the system as donating, and according to the different objects of the helper, the number of donations identified by the system is also different, the beggar seems to be able to donate only 500, Nie Wenqian is 50,000, and helping her repay the loan is 380,000, but directly giving Huang Li Mobei their money is not recognized, what a high-IQ system......"

She pinched her chin and thought about how she could meet the donation figure in a short period of time, but it was obvious that it was difficult to make money, and it was not easy to donate money and be supervised by the system.

"Alas, I never dreamed that one day I would be distressed that I would not be able to donate money...... It seems that more money is not all good things...... TMD is there still no reason for it......"

Sighing, Bai Feng could only boldly make a new attempt.

Picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of the Xianyang City Poverty Alleviation Fund.

"Hey, Director Zhao, I'm Bai Feng, yes, Bai Feng on the first floor of the world...... Well, I'm going to donate money, it's a big amount......"

Helpless, Bai Feng could only hit the government with his idea.

Director Zhao of the Municipal Poverty Alleviation Fund Office hung up Bai Feng's phone and almost slapped himself, and after a long time, he woke up like a dream and yelled at the secretary.

"Quick, quickly inform the major TV stations and news media, the iron rooster is always going to pluck its feathers!"

The nickname of the iron rooster is a nickname given to Bai Feng by the local government department a few years ago, for no other reason than because Bai Feng is both rich and stingy.

Once when the first floor of the world was at its most prosperous, almost every local department went to lobby for donations and sponsorships, but unfortunately, Bai Feng gritted his teeth and never donated a penny.

And this time, she actually donated, and she took the initiative to ask for donations, which was still a huge number, so that this group of people had to wonder if Bai Feng was suffering from cancer and wanted to donate all her property before she died.

For this reason, they also carefully held a special meeting to discuss the division of property left behind by Bai Feng's death.

So the first thing Director Zhao said when he saw Bai Feng was......

"Mr. Bai, after hearing that you are suffering from an incurable disease, I feel extremely sad......"

After finishing speaking, Director Zhao received a solid slap from Bai Fengjie......

What made Bai Feng puzzled was that the system did not determine the first batch of 100 million donations, and it was not until three days later that the system updated the completion of the task.

[32903400 yuan has been donated, and the completion degree is 32903400 yuan]

Seeing this number, Bai Feng was a little confused again, and muttered to himself.

"How can the system determine that there are fractions and whole parts, why did it give 100 million before it was determined to be more than 30 million?

As a result, after another three days, the task degree of the system changed from more than 32 million to more than 58 million.

Then, he didn't move, and after waiting for a week, Bai Feng couldn't wait any longer, so he took the initiative to call the Poverty Alleviation Office for consultation.

"Director Zhao, how is the first batch of relief funds I gave......

"Yo, Mr. Bai, hehe, the first batch of 100 million yuan has been used, most of which has been invested in education and medical care...... By the way, Mr. Bai, when will the second batch be dialed over, we plan to improve the quality of life of rural people......"

Bai Feng didn't reply, and after reading the email sent by Director Zhao, she was directly angry......

"Hmph, nearly half of the 100 million donations were privately withheld! A small part of them went into private pockets! If it weren't for the system's judgment, maybe I would have been stupidly thanking others!"

Then, she sent the real whereabouts of the donations she sorted out to Director Zhao, and copied them to all the leaders of Xianyang City, and then, poor Director Zhao was shuanggui......

Then, Bai Feng was helpless again......

"It's not okay to donate money like this, it's really a money that can't be spent, what should I do......?

Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind......

"Yes, I can learn the pattern of water drop chips......"

Just do it, Bai Feng turned on the computer......

Five days later, a mobile app called Angel in White was launched......

At the same time, Helanshan and Cui Ping, husband and wife living in Lushui City, were hugging each other and crying on the hospital bed, afraid of noisy other patients, so they could only suppress their cries and bite the white bedding.

Helan Mountain was very dark, and he was called a black egg by his classmates when he was in school, until he got married.

Their family is an ordinary peasant family, not wealthy, but not to the point where they can't afford to eat.

He was not excellent in his studies, but he worked hard, and after graduation, he was admitted to the second book, but his family only provided him until his sophomore year, and after dropping out of school, he went to the construction site with the village construction team.

With hard work and willingness to learn, a year later, with the tens of thousands of yuan he had accumulated, he set up a decoration team by himself, in fact, there were only four or five people in total, and they were all cousins.

But maybe it's God's favor, maybe it's his low fees, good attitude, strong skills, the business of the decoration team is getting better day by day, and his savings are slowly increasing.

The next year, he met Cui Ping, who went to the city to work in the next village, in a large villa, he was a decorator, she was a nanny, he was in charge of the decoration, and she was assigned by the master's family to come over to build the worker.

That's how the two met......

When she was tired, she would pour him a glass of water, hand him a cigarette, and then chat for a while and say a few words in her hometown.

Another year later, Cui Ping resigned and followed him to run the decoration, they did, Cui Ping was responsible for cooking and delivering meals to them, and by the way, she helped him wipe his sweat and wash his clothes.

Then, two humble rural people made a promise of three lives and three lives when they renovated a big house in this big city.

After getting married, the son was born, the business of the decoration team was better, Cui Ping stayed in his hometown to take care of the children, and he made money outside to support the family.

For convenience, he used the money he had saved in the past few years to buy a car, and then drove home after work every day, and got up at 5 o'clock in the morning every morning to drive to the city to continue working, and others laughed at him for not looking like a worker.

He always smiled and thought, gritting his teeth and working for a few more years, when his son goes to school, he will take the money he has saved to his hometown to do some business, so that he can always accompany his wife and children.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

Just as he was enjoying himself, one morning he found himself bleeding from his mouth while brushing his teeth and laughed at himself for being stupid.

As a result, this happened for a week, and his mouth began to ulcerate, at this time he was a little panicked, and when he went to the hospital for a check-up, the sky suddenly collapsed.

Lymphocytic leukemia!

Then he began a long period of treatment, radiotherapy, chemotherapy......

After shaving his head, he became thinner.

The car was sold, the house was sold, Cui Ping and the children were crowded at her sister's house, the money was still not enough, and then she started borrowing.

So far, he has survived a year, three months and eight days, but the huge medical expenses have finally drained the last penny of his family's money.

"Ping...... Forget it, no matter how much money I spend on this disease, there is not much hope that it can be cured......"

"There's not much hope, but there's hope, isn't it? If you're gone, what should I do? What about the child?"

Speaking of children, Helan Shan, who secretly decided to commit suicide, softened his heart again, yes, he has to live, he has to make good money to support his wife and children.

But there is still a huge amount of money for follow-up radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and now everything that can be borrowed has been borrowed, and everything that can be sold has been sold, where should this money come from?

Cui Ping held his hand and comforted.

"Don't worry, I'll figure out how to pay for the medical expenses, as long as there are people, hope is in ......"

…… Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future