On the first floor of Jiying Cafe, a fat man with glasses and a thin man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks sat on the side of the sofa.

Through the lens of the fat man, the demeanor of the beautiful woman opposite was reflected, Lu Yiyi was wearing an army green skirt, put the brown-gray coat on the empty sofa seat next to him, and carefully read the document that the fat man gave her.

Of course, it is not right to judge people by their appearance, although this fat man has the characteristics of Marshal Tianpeng, but there is absolutely no opportunism of Marshal Tianpeng, he is actually a philanthropist, Chairman Xiao of the Charity Foundation Association of City A.

At this time, Chairman Xiao was waiting with the thin man of his subordinates with a smile to see the results of the contract, and praised him: "Mr. Lu is really invisible, he devoted himself to charity at a young age, and he knows a lot of girls of your age, and he has money to buy clothes, buy mansions, eat, drink and have fun, I didn't expect you to donate so much money to create a charity fund." ”

Lu Yiyi was concentrating on the contract in his hand, and when he heard Chairman Xiao's words, he replied without thinking: "No way, the emperor has given too many rewards, and the concubines can't use them up." ”

"Huh?"

"It's nothing..."Lu Yiyi had already finished the contract in his hand, and then he came back to his senses, remembering that he had just said a damn show of affection, so he hurriedly took it back and changed his words, "... I mean, I have a little spare money, I don't know where to use it, and Chairman Xiao also knows that I always have some surplus benefits in the magazine, and there is no shortage of clothes and luxuries. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yiyi closed the contract, which contained a letter of cooperation for fund investment, called "Relief Fund for Unemployed Migrant Workers and Second Employment Support Project for Laid-off Workers".

To be honest, Lu Yiyi didn't know anything about this aspect of business, but with what she knew about Chairman Xiao, he should be able to properly manage this fund and put it into charity.

Of course, Lu Yiyi is not a complete philanthropist, and she is only doing this today's temporary intention, but she doesn't want to be a demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country and the people, and she is ready to learn to be the eldest grandson queen.

At this time, as soon as Lu Yi handed the contract to Chairman Xiao, he listened to Chairman Xiao explain in more detail about the creation of the fund: "In short, it's good that you have such a heart, then we will decide, the foundation of the fund for unemployed migrant workers will hold an opening ceremony on the 17th of next month, no problem, right?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Yi nodded, and his head popped up with Shen Ya's seemingly breezy face when he was eating breakfast this morning.

And every time she thinks of this face, Lu Yiyi can't hold back her smile, she still remembers that at the dinner table this morning, Shen Ya was eating an omelette while writing work information on her mobile phone, and asked as if she didn't care: "What time is it today?" ”

Lu Yiyi was first shocked by Shen Ya's question, and then replied faintly: "No. 17." ”

If you want to think that Shen Ya's self-disciplined obsessive-compulsive disorder doesn't know what night it is, there must be a ghost, but when she saw the move, Lu Yiyi didn't expose it, and then she heard Shen Ya ask again: "What is the 17th of the month?" ”

"October."

Hearing Lu Yiyi's answer, Shen Ya put down his phone, lowered his head and continued to mutter, "Oh, it turned out to be only October 17, I thought it was November 17th." ”

Speaking of this, Lu Yi understood, she remembered that Shen Ya's birthday was November 17th, and he was changing direction to remind her that his birthday was coming...

What a childish ghost, who makes it look like everyone else is like him, and will mistake other people's birthdays?

Then Lu Yi didn't answer him, but he pretended to be energetic, and muttered: "By the way, what day is November 17th?" How could I suddenly care about this date? ”

Lu Yiyi raised his eyes, looked at Shen Ya calmly, and replied, "I don't know." ”

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