Ye Qiu glanced at the media reporters at the scene, and then asked, "Who is reporter Zhang Yuan?"

There was no need for Zhang Yuan to answer, Ye Qiu knew which one was Zhang Yuan through the eyes of other reporters.

Ye Qiu nodded, signaling that Miao Junyu could start.

"Let me first introduce myself, I am Miao Junyu, the executive chairman of the Charity Foundation for Street Children. ”

"First of all, I would like to announce the rules of today's media conference, and neither I nor Mr. Ye Qiu will answer any questions from you today. Miao Junyu glanced at the media reporters at the scene and said.

As soon as her words fell, the media reporters in the audience were in an uproar.

"Please be quiet, everyone, if you can't keep quiet, or if you break the rules, then I'm sorry, I can only ask the security guard to ask you out. Miao Junyu said with a frown.

Although the media reporters were slightly dissatisfied with this, when they heard Miao Junyu say this, they looked at Ye Qiu, who was standing behind Miao Junyu expressionlessly, and they all chose to stop talking.

If it was just Miao Junyu, they wouldn't be able to make a fuss, but Ye Qiu, people wouldn't be used to them at all.

"Very good, in fact, according to my personal meaning, today's press conference was completely unnecessary, and we Care for Street Children Charity Foundation do not need to explain to you at all. ”

"The Care for Street Children Charity Foundation does not accept donations from outside parties, and all the donations of the charity fund are entirely provided by Ms. An Xin. ”

"This is a private non-profit charitable foundation, since the establishment of the Care for Street Children Charity Foundation, we have spent a total of more than 10 million Chinese dollars to help street children related projects, across the country, donated more than 10 street children rescue stations, assisted nearly 1,000 street children. ”

"And all this, before that, no one has paid attention to it. ”

"As for the foundation's approval of those aid applications, our foundation has strictly examined and approved in accordance with the existing rules and regulations of charitable foundations, and perhaps there are indeed problems in the existing system, but I don't think this is a mistake, and there is no need to explain it to all the media friends here. ”

"There are about one million homeless minors in the country, and although our foundation is committed to helping and rescuing street children, our ability is limited and we can only provide assistance within a limited scope. ”

"I personally sympathize with the tragedy caused by the lack of timely assistance for street children, but it is absolutely unacceptable to blame the Charity Foundation for Street Children. Because this is simply an unjustified accusation!"

"I'm done talking, Mr. Ye, please!" Miao Junyu didn't pay attention to the reaction of the media reporters after speaking, and gestured to Ye Qiu.

Although many media reporters are a little dissatisfied with Miao Junyu's words, they can only temporarily suppress their dissatisfaction at this moment, because today's protagonist is not Miao Junyu, but Ye Qiu!

Ye Qiu took the microphone and glanced at the media reporters at the scene.

"As Ms. Miao said just now, in fact, there is no need to hold today's media conference, but I still held it. ”

"Here, I want to tell you a story!"

On that day, a picture appeared on a website of three lonely boys, the oldest of whom was under 18 years old and the youngest was only 7 years old, sitting at the entrance of a heating exhaust tunnel about two meters above the ground at a train station. ”

At this point, many people understood that Ye Qiu was talking about the three children in the incident.

It's just that many people don't understand, why did Ye Qiu say this?

Most people know this, so why repeat it again?

However, they can only listen.

"Their common identity is where street children be, and that little exhaust tunnel is their temporary dwelling. ”

"Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, such a dwelling is cramped, dark, suffocating, and it is unthinkable to live there, but compared to sleeping on the streets, this is a paradise for three children, or it can be called home, a home for three children, where you can hide from the wind, the rain, and the strange eyes of the world. ”

"There, they can share a piece of bread, a bottle of water. For them, this friendship of sharing adversity may be the only warmth in the world!"

Speaking of this, Ye Qiu paused and looked at Zhang Yuan.

Then the voice changed and continued: "However, one day, the reporter came, and he stumbled upon this little dwelling. ”

Perhaps out of good intentions, or perhaps out of a media person's sensitivity to the news, or for some other reason, he excitedly raised the camera in his hand, pointed at every child, at every corner, and quickly took a photo, which was then accompanied by carefully conceived text, which was published in newspapers and circulated on the Internet. ”

"After doing these things, the reporter thought that these children were in need of help, so he once again sent the photos of these children to the Care for Street Children Charity Foundation to apply for help for them!"

"This news quickly attracted a lot of people's attention: they would ask, they would wonder, where did these children come from, why do they live here?"

The reporter waited for a few days and did not get a reply from the charitable foundation, and he complained that the approval process of the charitable foundation was too cumbersome and inefficient. ”

What he didn't expect was that the efficiency of the charitable foundation was low, but the logistics department of the railway station was very efficient, and after they saw the news, they quickly went out and bought thin barbed wire and installed it at the mouth of the exhaust tunnel. ”

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's face turned extremely pale, and other media reporters also looked at Zhang Yuan with frowns one by one.

Ye Qiu sighed and said: "The children's home has been sealed, they can no longer climb in, they wandered outside for a day, and when they ran to their little paradise tiredly, they were stunned to find that their little paradise was gone!"

Many emotional reporters have red eyes at the moment, and many silently shed tears.

"In the reporter's opinion, it is difficult to accept and incredible for the children to live here, but for the three children, this is a home that can shelter them from the wind and rain!"

"What will happen to the children's storage in this dwelling? Perhaps, the few fond memories of their unfortunate childhoods will be left behind, and will they weep in despair when they look at the home blocked by steel wire? Where will they go to find shelter from the wind and rain when the twilight falls again? ”

The reporter finally waited for a reply from the charitable foundation, and the people from the foundation came to this place, they were no longer there, and the staff at the train station told them that their duty was to block the exhaust tunnel, and they did not know where the children went. ”

"The reporter blamed the charity's complicated and inefficient approval process, but when he held up his camera, did he think that his report was tantamount to a 'whistleblower letter' that would rob the children of their only 'home'?"

Ye Qiu's words fell, and Zhang Yuan stood there in despair, there was no longer the previous essence in his eyes, and all that was left was regret and shame.