Ling Haifeng completely dumped the mess of Longquan Beer to Jin Qiming, because except for him, no one could turn things around in half a month!

The next day, Jin Qiming asked Song Yan to take leave and flew to Qionghua, the imperial capital. Team SW arrived a few days ago, and today was their first professional match since making it through the playoffs.

The plane took off from Quancheng and passed through Bac Ha Province, Jin Qiming's seat was against the porthole, and he was inevitably very curious when he took the plane for the first time, and looked down from time to time on the way.

I saw that the land of Bac Ha Province was like a spider's web, one by one, one by one, and it was cut into shape.

Great drought!

Jin Qiming remembered Teacher Song Yan's sigh yesterday, the drought did not occur in Dongshan Province, but it ravaged Beihe and Nanhe provinces.

"This year's drought in the north and floods in the south are not peaceful years." The man sitting opposite him was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, about forty years old, and sighed as he put down the impurities in his hand.

"Is there a flood in the south?" Jin Qiming was slightly stunned, he has been too busy recently, and he has no time to care about major events, news or anything, most of which are relayed by others.

"Don't you know, there was a flood last month, which killed a lot of people and washed down a lot of houses, and that's a tragedy." The man shook his head and sighed.

"Uncle, are you from the South?"

The man nodded: "Now the whole family has already settled in the imperial capital, but the hometown is from the south... ”

"Why don't you donate?"

"Donate, why don't you donate, but the current charity, hehe, is not transparent enough. You give them the money, and you don't know what they're doing it for. ”

Jin Qiming nodded secretly, some charities misappropriated donations without authorization, satisfied selfish desires, bought houses, cars, eat, drank and traveled, and did not use the money to help others at all.

"Speaking of donations, I watched a news yesterday, Ling Haifeng, chairman of Lingda Group in Liuchuan City, and an unknown small business jointly donated 20 million, and I heard that they will disclose the use of all the funds... The man in the suit widened his eyes and said incredulously, if it weren't for his self-control, he would have exclaimed at this moment.

Jin Qiming smiled and nodded.

The man in the suit feels that the world is so ingenious, he just watched the news in the hotel last night, and he saw the main owner today.

"It's really fate." The man in the suit stretched out his hand and shook Jin Qiming.

"Uncle's surname?" Jin Qiming has been chatting with him for so long, and he is a little familiar, but he doesn't know what his name is.

"My name is Song Dalin, you can call me Uncle Lin, haha. Oh, you've done a good thing. Let me tell you, I was in the hotel when the hail hit and had just woken up. At that time, I only heard the crackling sound outside the window, it was very scary, I walked to the window, opened the curtain and looked...

Mom, the hail was slamming down, and a lot of it was smashing on my window, and I was worried that the glass would break!

Later, I watched the news, and more than 300 people died in this hailstorm! Tsk, three hundred, a hundred died on that collapsed bridge! ”

Jin Qiming nodded solemnly and looked out the window.

A hailstorm that smashed down a bridge that cost a lot of money to build is afraid that it will be ridiculed by the whole world at this time.

Who knows how many corrupt officials have reached out in the middle!

Tofu scum is not enough to describe the quality of this bridge, it is simply Nima paper paste! The bridge dares to create this kind of quality, it is simply a child's play with human life!

"I'm the boss of Fengyun Media, this is my business card, if there is something in the imperial capital, you are about to ask me for help, haha, of course, a small favor can help, I can't do anything if I am a big help, there are too many people in the imperial capital." Song Dalin handed over the business card very politely.

The reason why Song Dalin was so polite to Jin Qiming was because Jin Qiming's sorrow about the drought resonated with him.

Second, Song Dalin has been in the business for many years, and he has developed a sharp eye, Jin Qiming is now wearing a white T-shirt, no tie, pants are suit pants, and a watch in his left hand. Song Dalin didn't pay much attention to this high school student at first, but after taking a closer look, he gasped.

Jin Qiming's clothes are not famous for him, but the watch that Jin Qiming wears, he knows, is worth hundreds of thousands!

A man with hundreds of thousands of watches, even if he is a high school student, is not to be underestimated.

From this, he thought that Jin Qiming was the boy at the previous press conference, and he was even more shocked, the person who can stand with the chairman of Lingda Group and co-found a charity fund is an ordinary person.

Besides, in this morning's lace news, he even saw a reporter break the news that Jin Qiming was in love with Ling Haifeng, chairman of Lingda Group!

Good girl, there's a future...

Song Dalin seems to have the intention of taking care of Jin Qiming in the imperial capital, but in fact, he wants to befriend Jin Qiming, and if there is anything that can be used in the future, it is convenient for everyone to cooperate.

Jin Qiming never expected that the clothes Ling Xi chose for himself would have such wonderful uses.

"Thank you Uncle Lin, then I'll take it, maybe it will really bother you in the future." Jin Qiming kept his business card in his wallet.

"Haha, if you need it, just open your mouth, there is my phone on it, turn on 24 hours a day, be on call, haha!" Song Dalin laughed very heartily.

The plane landed on time, and more than 20 people including Zhang Mang came to pick up the plane. There are a lot of reporters at the airport, and the world championship team will arrive in the imperial capital today, and these reporters are waiting here.

When they saw the posture of Jin Qiming's gang, they were slightly surprised, and they thought that some star had come. But Jin Qiming looks like just a high school student, and his face is very raw, not like a star.

Despite this, several well-intentioned reporters clicked to take a few photos.

Song Dalin looked at this scene from afar, and was secretly surprised, Jin Qiming was really good enough.

The group came to the hotel prepared by the official, and before they had time to rest, Jin Qiming asked about the recent situation of the game.

"Our first game is against the xx team, so it's not a big problem." Zhang Mang sat at the round table and pointed the screen of his notebook at Jin Qiming, on which were the members of the XX team.

"Where did you get this?" Jin Qiming was overjoyed.

"You gave so much money, we naturally can't fool us, we specially hired a coach, it just so happens that her family is from the imperial capital, she went home yesterday, and she is estimated to be back at noon today."

"Oh, it's a man and a woman." Jin Qiming has no concept of coaches or anything, just look at these things, and he, the shopkeeper, is not suitable for more involvement.

"Female."