"No, there are still a lot of good people. Qian Hanmin was embarrassed to be praised in such a roundabout way, and quickly pushed Song Qian forward again.

The old man then praised Song Qian again, and kept repeating all kinds of thanks, chattering, spitting, how difficult it is to maintain from this non-public welfare home, to now there are waves of well-wishers, and the children are getting happier and happier, and Song Qian is very embarrassed to hear it.

"That...... I didn't do anything about it. Song Qian waved his hand again and again.

It's only 10,000 yuan, but he rewarded more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan on the live broadcast platform with a wave of his hand, and the money was like a waste, but he didn't expect 10,000 yuan to be donated to the welfare home, and the old man was so excited.

"All in all, thank you very much for your donation. The old man finally said, "We will register donors here, I don't know what the boss calls and how to contact?"

As soon as he heard that he had to leave his name for doing good deeds, Song Qian took two steps back and said, "10,000 yuan, what to register, don't use it." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Qian Hanmin again. At this time, his acquaintance should say a few words.

After Qian Hanmin came into contact with Song Qian a few times, he probably also understood that he was relatively low-key, so he explained: "Dean, you don't need to register, people are also sincere in doing good deeds." After speaking, he pretended to be mysteriously close to the old man's ear and muttered: "It's convenient to change Ming'er, I'll ask him for details." ”

Hearing Qian Hanmin muttering like this, the old man was so happy that he said yes again and again.

"By the way, how is Xiaoxi's illness, does that medicine still work?" Qian Hanmin helped the old man put away the two bags of bread, and chatted with him about some topics that Song Qian didn't know, but when he heard it, it was about the children in the welfare home.

Anyway, while Qian Hanmin was talking to the old man, Song Qian was not idle, and was rummaging for records on his mobile phone. He remembered that the last time the little girl who sold roses paid through Alipay, the recipient was the Chengbei Welfare Institute.

Got it!

Transfer 100000.00 to the other party, confirm the payment, and the transfer is successful!

"Drop!"

"Your savings card account with tail number 8888 spent RMB 100,000.00 at 22:55 on August 18, and the balance was RMB 215,200.00. 【Heavenly Court】"

After seeing the changes in the balance of his scattered wealth account, Song Qian looked up at the busy doorman again.

Nothing seems to be happening.

Chengbei Welfare Institute, this Alipay should be right. The last time I bought flowers, it was also recognized, and it was a scattered wealth behavior.

Waited a few more seconds.

"Drop!"

The old man's copycat mobile phone on the table lit up with a wide screen.

The old man was still putting the bread into the freezer one by one, and told Qian Hanmin about Xiaoxi's condition, but did not pay attention to the mobile phone information.

However, Song Qian glanced at it and saw that it was a balance change message. That's it.

Song Qian once again transferred two 100,000 yuan to that Alipay account in a row.

This time, he only had more than 10,000 yuan left in his scattered wealth today, that is, he transferred 300,000 yuan to the Chengbei Welfare Institute.

"Drop!

The old man's mobile phone on the table rang twice.

"Who keeps texting in the middle of the night?" muttered the old man, putting the last two loaves of bread in the freezer and turning to look at his phone on the table.

"Dean Wu, then I'll go first. Qian Hanmin said, quietly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it into the donation box at the door of the welfare home.

"Master Qian, go slowly!"

The old man said goodbye while picking up his phone and flipping through it.

At the same time, Song Qian also turned around and walked back.

"Ah!!h

Suddenly, the old man exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Qian Hanmin hurriedly turned around.

"Dean Wu, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, a man and a woman who had been hiding behind the cabinet were also scared, and the two of them also ran out as soon as possible, and the man was carrying a camera in his hand. The two of them are reporters from Lingcheng TV.

"Three...... 300,000 ......" The old man's hand holding the mobile phone trembled uncontrollably, and the whole person was stunned.

"What 300,000?"

Although Qian Hanmin was very surprised by the sudden appearance of two people in the room and a camera, it was still important to figure out what made the dean so frightened.

In confusion, he took the mobile phone that was shaken badly, and Qian Hanmin suddenly caught a glimpse of the above three Alipay transfer messages, and he was also taken aback: just now, someone transferred money to the Chengbei Welfare Institute, each 100,000, three in a row, a total of 300,000.

It's just this nickname...... I think I've seen it somewhere......

Qian Hanmin quickly turned around, and just happened to see Song Qian who was about to leave quickly.

That's right!

The last 200 fines, as well as the 10,000 transfers, are all from this Alipay account!

"Stop!"

Qian Hanmin subconsciously shouted at Song Qian. Because I don't know what his name is, but I found out that he was going to run!

Song Qian naturally wouldn't be stupid and stand still and be arrested, but he also saw that there were cameras and reporters. A donation of 300,000 yuan, it's too exaggerated to be on TV or something, no, no!

Ignoring Qian Hanmin's shouting from behind, Song Qian quickly opened the taxi door and sat down.

"Master, hurry up, go to the leisure center!"

"Huh?" The taxi driver didn't react for a while, he didn't say he was in a hurry when he got in the car, he was slow just now, why did he suddenly catch up?

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Oh!"

Since the guest says to be fast, then be fast!

The driver didn't even have time to say goodbye to his old money, one foot of the clutch, one foot of the throttle, the gear quickly cut from neutral gear to the first gear, second gear, third gear, and the car "swished" out, no less than the luxury car with a 100-meter acceleration of six or seven seconds.

Therefore, in just a few seconds, Song Qian's figure disappeared in front of Qian Hanmin and them. The remaining dean, the old man, and two reporters looked at each other inexplicably.

"Master Qian, what's going on?" the old man couldn't help but ask.

"It's him, the 300,000 yuan is what he transferred!" Qian Hanmin was still so annoyed that he only hated that he didn't run over and grab Song Qian just now and let him slip away.

10,000 yuan is okay, 300,000, 300,000! This big loser of Huatai Bank only gave away 100 air conditioners, worth 200,000 yuan, and he transferred 300,000 yuan without making a sound, so why don't you leave a name?

Hearing this, the old man of the dean was also stunned, and regretted that he didn't say a few more words to the real philanthropist.

Because today is actually "prepared", the reporters of the two Lingcheng TV stations said that they wanted to report on some people and things that are really enthusiastic about public welfare, and the dean recommended Qian Hanmin, a taxi driver who would come on time every Monday and Wednesday to deliver bread.

In order to achieve better results, the two reporters took the form of abnormal shooting, hiding behind the cabinet, and photographing real people and real stories as much as possible.

It is also true that today's trip is in vain, and Qian Hanmin's true colors are enough for Lingcheng TV to produce a high-quality public welfare program. It's just that the sudden appearance of a large donation caught the two reporters off guard: it turns out that the real good deeds are here!

"Did you shoot that part just now?" the female reporter suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked her colleague.

The man quickly looked down at the camera. Luckily, it's still on!

"Okay! Hurry up and shoot a few shots, this episode of the show is going to explode!" The female reporter couldn't hold back her excitement.

"Take a picture of these air conditioners too!"

The camera then swept over the rows of neatly packed air conditioners piled up in the clearing. These were donated by Lin Jiahao, a total of 100 air conditioners, and there are only 100 air conditioners.