When Section Chief Wu Daming saw the big words of the Good Story Fundraising Fund, he immediately admired Minister Jia Ao, and moreover, Minister Jia Ao's name was written at the top of the list, and his Wu Daming's name followed closely behind Minister Jia Ao, and the feeling of hugging his thighs came out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If he, Wu Daming, still has money on him, he will definitely raise some more money without hesitation.

Of course, even if the shrewd section chief Wu Daming still has money in his pocket, he can raise a maximum of two hundred and five yuan, which can never exceed three hundred yuan, and he can't exceed Minister Jia Ao.

In fact, according to Wu Daming's careful thinking, this Minister Jia Ao is really very methodical, he has raised 300 yuan, naturally there is no shortage of those 100 yuan, and why did he donate 300 yuan instead of 400 yuan?

If Minister Jia Ao directly raised 400 yuan, plus the 100 yuan he raised, wouldn't he have already scraped together enough money for a god egg fried rice?

However, Wu Daming, section chief, soon reacted, this is a good story fundraising fund, how can he use the vulgar word of a small family to make money? Since it is a fund, it is natural that everyone must come together to be able to operate for a long time, so good stories will naturally be guaranteed in the future.

Section Chief Wu Daming, who reacted, immediately began to sell this good story like a salesman among the dozens of diners in the hall, and the fundraising fund was raised.

However, this emperor farmhouse is different from other restaurants, although there are not many diners here, but the loyalty to the emperor's farmhouse is extremely high, Wu Daming, the section chief of this kind of peddling and sales of the same fundraising method obviously does not work here, because he skipped a key step, naturally a fundraising did not go.

Isn't that embarrassing!

If Section Chief Wu Daming hadn't linked this fundraising promotion to his own future and fate, he would have been able to call it a day by now.

He only needs to return the phone book, pen and the 400 yuan in his hand to Minister Jia Ao, but in the current situation, Section Chief Wu Daming will definitely use his brains to work hard to complete the task assigned to him by Minister Jia Ao.

In fact, even if he can pull another person's donation, or can pull another 100 yuan of donation, then at least he can complete the first task of 500 yuan, as long as he is enough to buy a god egg fried rice, he can be regarded as giving Minister Jia Ao a good explanation.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult to raise funds now, how much Section Chief Wu Daming hopes to meet an acquaintance here, then he can even let this imaginary acquaintance donate a hundred yuan first, and then take out another hundred yuan and return it to him when he goes back.

It's a pity that there are no acquaintances here, and everyone seems to be waiting to see his dog-legged joke!

Section Chief Wu Daming was able to climb to the throne of section chief step by step from an ordinary worker, naturally he was not in vain, he also had an indomitable ruthlessness.

After a little thought, he understood the key to the current problem being stuck, that is, he actually ignored a key person: Boss Gao.

This so-called good story fundraising fund did not get the permission of Boss Gao, although it can be understood as acquiescence, but after all, Boss Gao did not speak, and in this emperor's farmhouse, he Gao Xiaoleng is the emperor of the soil.

Thinking about this clearly, Section Chief Wu Daming immediately changed his face, he can pretend to be an uncle, and at the same time, he can also pretend to be a villain and pretend to be a grandson.

"Boss Gao, everyone is waiting to hear Sun Lao's food story, do you think I can do some fundraising activities about food stories here?" Wu Daming, section chief, grasped Boss Gao's mind very accurately.

"Yes, absolutely, as long as everyone is willing, I will donate a thousand yuan, but I have to write my name first. Gao Xiaoleng motioned to Miss Xiaoqin to prepare to take the money.

"This, I can't be the master!" Section Chief Wu Daming deliberately raised his voice, but he knew that it would be the rats in the bellows who were angry.

Section Chief Wu Daming's little trick was sold, so Jia Ao really didn't embarrass Section Chief Wu Daming, maybe he really wanted to hear the story.

"No problem, Section Chief Wu wrote Boss Gao's name first. Jia Ao looked at the story with his eyes in his eyes.

"Okay, Gao Xiaoleng, donate a thousand yuan. Section Chief Wu Daming immediately muttered after receiving a thousand yuan from the Xiaoqin girl.

With Boss Gao's 1,000 yuan donation in the account, the following donations have become very easy, and even some local tyrants want to donate 10,000 yuan, and the requirement is to write their names in front of Boss Gao, but they were directly rejected by Boss Gao, which made Sun Buyu and Qian Bushi almost cry in distress.

Gao Xiaoleng's idea is very simple, the diners here mainly consume the food of the emperor's farmhouse, and listening to the story is just to extend the imagination of the taste of the food.

Section Chief Wu Daming walked around like this, and raised more than 10,000 yuan in cash, and Jia Ao was very satisfied with all the money stuffed into Wu Daming's pocket, and after tearing off the first two sheets of the phone book, he handed over the phone book with the donation information to the old man.

This made Section Chief Wu Daming a little unbearable, he thought that he could hug Minister Jia Ao's thigh, but he didn't expect that now he is in charge of the money, and the money is in charge of the accounts, but Jia Ao, the initiator of this bullshit fund, has become nothing.

"Minister Jia, this is not appropriate, the salary income of his subordinates is limited, it is good to be able to come to this place once a month, if the money is kept by me, then these two old people can only be consumed once a month?"

"It doesn't matter, when do you come, when will they use the money in this fund to spend, when will they spend the money in the fund, you will start raising money again, and I think the frequency of fundraising is very good this month, if you raise donations every day, I don't think Boss Gao and the regulars here will agree, right?" Jia Ao quickly dissociated himself.

Hahaha......

Jia Ao's words amused the diners at the scene, and this matter was decided, and the two old men, Sun Buyu and Qian Bushi, each ate half a bowl of fried rice with divine eggs, and they each ordered a cup of Tianshan Sydney pear juice.

In this way, Sun Buyu is finally full of food and drink, and his food story is about to begin.