Chapter 567 Fund (1)

"It's swollen, Ah Yong! Are you arguing with Xinran again?"

At eleven o'clock in the morning, I came to work with Ah Xiao holding hands, and after seeing Song Yong's appearance in the office, I couldn't help but ask.

Because compared to the stick, his face is radiant, and Song Yong's appearance is a little weird and embarrassed.

The specific description is a pair of eyeballs in Song Yong's eye sockets, full of bloodshot congestion, as if he hasn't slept for a long time.

But the spirit of this thing has a strange excitement.

In this way, in terms of the brain circuit of the stick, he can only think that Song Yong quarreled with his own female ticket before he could be tortured like this.

Women are often the most fatal wounds of men.

After hearing this, Song Yong reacted from his somewhat sluggish expression before.

He glared at the stick angrily, and scolded in his mouth: "What is it called? I have never had a quarrel with Xinran!"

After scolding the stick, this was to Ah Xiao, who was worried, and explained in his mouth:

"There is nothing important, and you don't have to think about it, but there is one thing that you can't decide, and you haven't slept all night. ”

Indeed, Song Yong was not lying.

He just didn't tell everything, everything, because he felt that if he said everything, he would keep the stick awake for days.

According to the recent exchange rate, 1 US dollar can be exchanged for 6.9833 Chinese yuan.

That is, on the secret account of the Swiss bank, the huge amount of more than 630 million US dollars ultimately represents 4.4 billion Chinese dollars.

A huge sum of money that can be used by Song Yong at will, and he can do whatever he wants.

Even in Song Yong's craziest and absurd dreams, he never imagined that he would have such a day and would own such a huge amount of money.

Under such a huge stimulus, it would be strange if Song Yong could fall asleep.

After selling the old ginseng, the income of tens of millions of dollars can only be regarded as a fraction of the here, and the stimulation brought by it can not be compared.

So for a long time, this thing was like a stupid son of a landlord's family.

Sitting stupidly in front of the computer, a meaningless smirk came out of his mouth.

It's just that after a few hours of ecstasy, Song Yong, who finally became a little more normal, suddenly discovered a profound question that can torture the soul:

With such a large sum of money, what can you do with it?

For drinking and eating?

But it seems that you can eat delicious food and wine made with the world's best ingredients without spending any money.

On the contrary, I spent a lot of money, and I would eat and drink some things that were at least two grades old.

Although this kind of behavior is not such an exaggeration as spending money to find guilt.

But doesn't this mean that you have been kicked stupidly in the head, or that you have been kicked stupidly by a giant mammoth in the primitive era.

Used to build a huge harem with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines?

First of all, don't mention this kind of thing, after the old man Song Xie * let go, will he directly smoke himself to death.

The young man who is no longer a raw melon and egg knows that this kind of thing is self-punishment and destruction.

After all, there is a cruel truth to this kind of thing: it is the big men who suffer in the end, and the rule that Huaguo can only marry one is actually protecting all the big lords.

To buy some good clothes, travel around with a female ticket, and increase your happiness in life in this way?

However, Song Yong is more accustomed to wearing cotton stalls, he thinks that this makes him feel more comfortable, and he doesn't have to worry about getting dirty, and he will feel pity in his heart.

Even if he doesn't use this huge amount of money for travel or something, he can do it without the slightest pressure.

One of the biggest problems is that I don't have much time.

Between a moment of continuous thinking and soul torture, Song Yong was surprised to find that after receiving such a huge amount of money, his life could not change for the better.

On the contrary, it is a small trouble.

Isn't it a sin to put such a huge amount of money in the account like this, and let it gradually depreciate over time......

After explaining to Ah Xiao to the stick, so that they don't have to worry about themselves.

Song Yong suddenly had an idea in his heart, and asked the stick:

"Stick, if you say, I said but if, if you kid won that kind of jackpot of hundreds of millions, what would you do, what are you going to do with it?"

"What else can I do? I will pay back the hundreds of thousands I owe you. ”

Without thinking, the stick gave such an unusually close answer in his mouth, which Song Yong didn't expect at all.

When Song Yong heard this, he almost became angry.

He scolded in his mouth: "Get out, didn't you say that you would deduct 1,000 from your salary every month, and I never urged you kid to pay back, are you slapping me in the face?"

After scolding, Song Yong hurriedly asked again: "I mean a lot of money, even the kind that pays back hundreds of thousands and drops a little change at most, what are you kid going to do?"

This time, the stick thought for a long time.

Then, he replied uncertainly:

"I don't know! After getting used to being poor, I don't know how to spend money now, anyway, I am afraid that I can't use up so much money to buy clothes and food for Ah Xiao and Xiaolin, maybe I will use it to do some good deeds, that is, how to help people in need." ”

Such a clever answer undoubtedly made the stick gain a sweet smile from Ah Xiao.

Then the dog man and woman walked out of Song Yong's office holding hands, and went to daydream about how they should spend their money when they suddenly became rich.

But the stick's answer was not useless.

At least Song Yong thought of a possibility: Is it possible to use such a huge sum of money to establish a good charitable fund?

The direction of the charity fund can be placed on the rescue of red and white lupus patients.

In this way, even in the future, Song Yong will regularly donate a part of the medicine and wine into it, and it will be avoided that there will be scenes of patients' families coming to ask for medicine every other month.

At that time, they will be able to apply directly to the fund.

Patients who really need medicinal alcohol can also be evaluated by a professional.

The problem is that Song Yong, who just thought of this, didn't have much time to be happy, so he began to worry again.

Mainly for the establishment and operation of the fund, the young man has no experience, and in terms of his life experience, it is impossible to have such high-end experience.

At the same time, he doesn't think he has time to create and manage a fund, so many trivial things.

Even for this fund, he has solved the two most important aspects, funds and medicinal wine......

If you have difficulties, it is natural to find someone to meet and ask.

Just when Song Yong took his mobile phone and rummaged through the address book, trying to find a knowledgeable person to consult.

Suddenly, Zhao Junjie's phone call in Hong Kong City made Song Yong's eyes light up.

By the way, it seems that under the name of the Zhao family in Hong Kong City, it seems that there is a charitable fund that does not know what to target, and he must be quite knowledgeable from time to time.

For this reason, Song Yong hurriedly called the phone.

After the phone was connected, Song Yong didn't even bother to hide the source of the funds, and explained his thoughts to Zhao Junjie one by one.

Sure enough, Song Yong's call was very correct.

Zhao Junjie on the other end of the phone didn't even care about the board of directors that was being held.

He explained the relevant matters to Master Song in great detail, and then gave a very suitable person and suggested that he should be in charge of this matter.

The white bone spirit with a dazzling academic background and strong work ability: Ms. Linda.

In the end, after making an appointment for tomorrow morning, Ms. Linda would come directly to Song Ji to visit her, and Song Yong, who was well-thought-out, breathed a long sigh of relief.

did such a big good thing, so that he had a premonition in the power:

My recent luck will be very good, if you want to buy a car lottery number, it is definitely a shake of the quasi.