459, you're out of breath!

[I'll go, I'll go!] Family! Look, isn't this rich? ใ€‘

[Where?] ใ€‘

[It's actually local news? I was shocked! ใ€‘

[It seems to be my hometown, I'll call my family and ask!] ใ€‘

Zuo Qiongqiong glanced at the Children's Day arrangements of the two small tuanzi schools, and coordinated the time with Lu Qingze in advance.

This time, all the children performed together, Zuo Guang and Zuo Fan also mysteriously said that there was a surprise, and they wanted Zuo Qiongqiong and Lu Qingze to be both present.

Zuo Qiongqiong, a semi-unemployed vagrant, is naturally no problem, but Lu Qingze's side wants to vacate the time in advance.

"It should be enough time in the morning, and it doesn't matter if you really don't have time."

"There is time, you can rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Qiongqiong suddenly saw a large number of Aite messages in the fan group.

[@ๅฏŒ่ดต, is this really you? ใ€‘

[Wouldn't it?] Million! You're out of luck! ใ€‘

[@ๅฏŒ่ดต, my hands are shaking with excitement right now! ใ€‘

Zuo Qiongqiong didn't know why, so she could only flip through the message, and then she saw a video of a marketing account reprinted by someone.

There are all kinds of photos and video clips of bloggers, and nothing is said, just a message of donating one million to the poor mountainous area, so that everyone can guess who?

Most of the bloggers had no news on their side, and fans were afraid of recruiting black, so they didn't come out to claim it for a while.

I don't know where an insider came out of the comment area, saying that he is a food blogger who has recently transformed into a live broadcast.

This time the search range is even smaller, and almost everyone's eyes are locked on Zuo Qiongqiong.

[@ๅฏŒ่ดต@ๅฐๅŠฉ็†, is it really our family? Then we have a part of this donation! ใ€‘

[Don't be anonymous for such a good deed, don't be impersonated by others! ] ใ€‘

[If it's really rich, I'll cry to death!] ใ€‘

Zuo Qiongqiong: "."

It's all said that it's an anonymous donation, why do people still have to find out who it is?

So, Zuo Qiongqiong didn't speak out in the group, but I don't know which insider leaked this matter.

She was directly praised by the official.

Zuo Qiongqiong felt a little numb when she saw the copywriting, even after she was developed, she did not forget the other people in the village, in just one year, not only to build roads, but also to donate.

Get rich yourself, and lead others to get rich together.

All kinds of praise for Zuo Qiongqiong, she was a little embarrassed to see it.

[It's really Zuo Qiongqiong! ] Someone in the comment section mentioned that I don't believe it yetใ€]

[Why don't we have a such Internet celebrity here!] I'm really envious of my real name! ใ€‘

[One million! You can build a lot of roads, build a lot of bridges, and build a lot of street lights! It's really remarkable! ใ€‘

[Isn't Zuo Qiongqiong the eldest lady of the Ji family? ] A million is pocket money for people, right? ใ€‘

[Yes, it's just a million, as for such a big report?] ใ€‘

[The one who said that one million is less, can you V me five thousand to see the strength? ] ใ€‘

[Laughing to death, standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, you dislike other people's one million less, then you donate more to see! ] ใ€‘

Soon, Ji issued a statement on behalf of Zuo Qiongqiong's studio, and this million is all the income since Zuo Qiongqiong decided to do live broadcasting, including the basic salary of the reward and the platform.

Even in order to make up a whole number, Zuo Qiongqiong also pasted money into it herself.

As soon as this statement came out, it was immediately forwarded by Lu's, and the artists of two of them silently praised and commented.

The comments that questioned Zuo Qiongqiong were immediately suppressed, and the comment area praised the donation.

There are also people who hope that the donations received can be posted with the usage details so that netizens can supervise them.

Zuo Qiongqiong thinks that she can, and she also hopes that every money she donates will be used to the best of her ability.

The rest of the things don't need to be supervised by Zuo Qiongqiong herself, and netizens will follow up.

โ€”โ€”

June 1st arrived soon, and on this morning, Zuo Qiongqiong changed the clothes of the two little groups and went to the kindergarten together.

Zuo Fan's classes are different from Zuo Guang's, and their responsibilities in today's festival are also different.

After arriving at the school, he left Zuo Qiongqiong and the others behind and left with the large army of his class.

The two quickly found the place where the class gathered, Zuo Qiongqiong was about to go to Zuo Fan's class, and asked Lu Qingze to go to Zuo Guang's class, but before they separated, someone came over.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Ji, good two!"

It was a red-faced man, with a beer belly that looked like he was a few months pregnant, and his hair was bald like the Mediterranean.

Hearing someone call 'Miss Ji' Zuo Qiongqiong was at a loss for a moment, and then realized that she was calling herself.

Although her name has now been assigned to the Ji family's household registration book, Zuo Qiongqiong has not changed her name.

Although the name 'Zuo Qiongqiong' doesn't sound very rich, but I have been with me for so long, and I have long been used to it, if I really change it to something like 'Ji Qiongqiong' one day, I will feel strange.

It's like now, some people call themselves 'Miss Ji', but they really don't know that they are calling themselves.

Lu Qingze didn't make any moves, and Zuo Qiongqiong could see that he was not an acquaintance, so he didn't speak.

Most of these people came to Lu Qingze, if it weren't for the hand around his waist that didn't relax, Zuo Qiongqiong would have slipped away.

The man pulled out his business card and stuffed it for the two of them.

"My family runs a restaurant, and I have a lot of fate with Miss Ji, and I hope to cooperate one day!"

Zuo Qiongqiong glanced at the business card, and it was really a catering brand that she was very familiar with.

But if there is any fate, she doesn't believe it.

It is estimated that I heard that Lu Qingze next to herself was a young lady of the Ji family, a food blogger, and then ran over without understanding it.

None of that matters, though.

"Okay, I will definitely contact you if there is cooperation."

Next, I met several more people, all of whom came with business cards, Lu Qingze only chuckled behind her and didn't say a word.

Zuo Qiongqiong was stuffed with a hand of business cards and rejected several people.

There is the first one, there is the second, Zuo Qiongqiong couldn't bear it, rushed into the toilet with Lu Qingze, and stuffed the business card into his pocket.

"It's okay if you don't talk usually, but today is this going to be a dumb person?"

Lu Qingze chuckled and took her hand, "Isn't this that when I'm out of the house, my wife is in charge of everything?" โ€

Zuo Qiongqiong didn't eat this set: "Stop, sister is not your wife yet, pay attention!"

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and went out.

In this circle, no matter what the gathering is, it is an occasion to expand the network.

But Lu Qingze was not by her side, and almost no one came around.

Zuo Qiongqiong felt comfortable and looked for the figures of the two small groups.

At this time, it should be changing clothes backstage and waiting for a while to come out to perform the show.

Soon, a teacher came over and led dozens of parents to the front of the stage.

There were not many people coming, and the location was very spacey, Zuo Qiongqiong took out her camera, ready to take pictures of the two small groups, and was suddenly shrouded in a shadow.