987 Making Money Is Easier Than Donating Money (1/10)

Chapter 987 Making money is easier than donating money (110)

"Who is playing Dong Feng Po on the pipa, the years are peeling off the wall, and I saw my childhood," Jin Ling sang in the elevator very devotedly, but she really didn't sing very well.

This should be Jin Ling's most dissolute time. He started singing all kinds of songs on the table, and he can't stop until now.

For some reason over there, Zheng Jiayi and Xiang Xiaofang, who were cuddling together anyway, also echoed, "I still remember when we were still very young,"

Also not very good at singing.

This is Xiao Zhou Zhou's fourth Mandarin solo album released in July. Song, he won awards and got soft hands, and since then he has started a brilliant career occupying half of the Asian music scene.

However, this song was really ruined by the few of them.

In other words, in their current half-drunk and half-awake state, not to mention the original singer of this song, Jay Chou, even the god of song, the effect of singing will be a mess.

Fortunately, this is the elevator, and fortunately there are no outsiders in the elevator, "Hey, there are people downstairs, maybe there are reporters, should you shut up, or let me cover your heads with clothes,"

"As for the clothes, I'll cover your head first," it must be Jin Ling who said so.

"Yes, blindfold him," echoed the other two drunken lunatics.

Fortunately, they didn't lose their minds. After getting out of the elevator, although they were still walking crookedly, Dang finally didn't do anything out of the ordinary, including singing the song that had a fatal effect.

After struggling to stuff those drunks into the car, seeing their drunken appearance, Feng Yiping suddenly remembered something and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Yingzhi asked, holding two bags in one hand.

"I think of Wei Xiaobao," Feng Yiping slipped out the words.

Just now, he really remembered the matter of Wei Xiaobao carrying back six girls from one big bed in Lichun Courtyard.

Like seven? It seems that they are not all girls? Well, the point is not this, the point is..., hey, the point is why did I say this to Fang Yingzhi?

"Wei Xiaobao?" Fang Yingzhi asked, wanting to laugh.

"Why, have you watched The Deer and Ding Tale?"

"have not seen,"

"Oh, that's good," Feng Yiping breathed a sigh of relief.

But Fang Yingzhi's next sentence made him raise the tone again, "But I know he has seven wives,"

Really, it was enough to know this, Feng Yiping suddenly felt that his good image might be ruined all at once.

But who is he? He is a person who has fought wits and courage with many first-class people today, and he is also a person who is idle and bored and competes with crooked buildings on the Internet. He is a person who will not be surprised the more he changes.

Eyeballs rolled, "I never imagined that such an outstanding contemporary young woman like you would like to watch such things so much,"

Feng Yiping looked very disappointed, and beat him back without hesitation.

"Where is me?" Fang Yingzhi was a little annoyed.

"Okay, okay, it's okay," Feng Yiping waved his hand, "I mean, the current society is too impetuous, knowing that Wei Xiaobao's success is very rare even in novels."

"But more and more people think of themselves as Wei Xiaobao, always dreaming that as long as there is a chance, they can jump on the branches and build tall buildings on the ground. Hehe, that's what Ma Wenzhe came up with. He thinks I don't know?"

Fang Yingzhi was dumbfounded when she heard the words.

"Why, can't you see it?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Oh, no," Fang Yingzhi shook her head vigorously, "I didn't expect you to be so good..., oh no, your eyes are like torches,"

After saying this, she didn't dare to look at Feng Yiping again, and bent over to get into the car, when suddenly she squatted down beside the car, with her head buried in her arms, "giggle," laughing so fast Sit on the ground.

This movement woke up the drunk girls in the car, "What's wrong with you?" Jin Ling asked with drunken eyes.

"Hahaha," Fang Yingzhi thumped the bag she was holding in her arms, still laughing so hard that she couldn't speak.

It's not easy to clean her up!

Feng Yiping held the car door and coughed, "Hey, it's all gone."

Fang Yingzhi jumped up immediately, frantically arranging her skirt, but after a lot of fuss, she found that her clothes were in good condition, and it was impossible to take them all off.

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Jin Ling walked into the office wearing sunglasses and saw Feng Yiping sitting behind the desk, "You are so early?"

"It's always so early, you have a headache, here," Feng Yiping pointed to the table, "There's some honey over there, you go and make some water yourself."

"Is this effective?" Jin Ling rubbed his head.

"I haven't tried it either, let's try it, hey, take off the sunglasses, why are you pretending to be cool?"

That's how he is, the last sentence is still caring, and the next sentence has to find a chance to stab you.

Jin Ling glared at him quite angrily, walked to the door, "Make me a glass of honey water,"

Several assistants rushed over.

"I can't stay in Shanghai for a few days. When the people from the General Logistics Department leave, I guess I have to leave too. What is the most difficult thing to do?"

Jin Ling took off his sunglasses, but found a pair of flat eyes and put them on, "The most difficult thing is what you are looking for,"

"What?" Feng Yiping asked, he really didn't know what it was, as if he really found a lot of things for Jin Ling.

"It's not about supporting capable college students to study in prestigious American universities," Jin Ling said angrily.

"You don't know, I feel now that making money is really easier than donating money,"

"Is it so difficult?"

"What do you think?"

Assistant Xu came in with the cup of honey water in his hand. Seeing the president talking to the little boss like this, he suddenly felt that their relationship was really good. "President Jin, your honey water,"

"President Feng, what do you want?"

"Thank you, no need," Feng Yiping gave a good smile, which made Miss Xu float when she walked.

"It seems to have some effect," Jin Ling took a sip. "For this matter, I have made a special trip to the capital three times. The reception is more enthusiastic each time, but I am more clueless than the last time."

"It's understandable," Feng Yiping said. Donating such a large amount of money, in foreign exchange, will of course be warmly received. "But why are you getting more and more clueless?"

"Why? The most enthusiastic ones are the various foundations. They enthusiastically hope that we can attach this project to their names,"

"They said very frankly, why do you need to pay for that? You just give us the money, and we guarantee that it will be properly arranged according to your wishes, and it will save you a lot of time and energy. Is it true that an organization like ours and Department, you still don't believe it?"

"But didn't you express your disapproval?"

"Yes," Feng Yiping nodded.

He doesn't even believe in punctuation marks for such a statement.

Not to mention being affiliated to those companies, they would have to pay a considerable amount of management fees for no reason. Feng Yiping was really worried about giving them this money to operate.

There were too many problems involved in the later Meimei incident. Although the investigation report after the incident showed that the problems that everyone was worried about did not exist, the author of such an investigation report probably would not believe it.

Come on, don't all the scandals that broke out everywhere not exist?

Misappropriation of funds is a common phenomenon in many units in China, and those public welfare organizations are no exception. Because of the lack of supervision, it seemed to be more serious at one time. As long as the money is handed over, it will become the bricks and tiles of buildings. Feng Yiping really can't control whether it's the high-end imported car under the official's ass, or the villa of a young and beautiful girl, the supercar in front of the villa, and the bags in the villa.

This is the result he is very unwilling to see.

"Some people in the Ministry and colleges say that not only is it difficult to study abroad, but in fact, the cost of going to college in China is also very difficult for many families. Can you give priority to this aspect?"

Feng Yiping also believes in this point, but if we say this, in many places now, compulsory education is also a burden for some families, so should we focus on basic education?

How can you expect me, a small businessman, to solve such a problem that the country cannot completely solve?

"Don't think too much about it. The nature of our funding is to provide assistance to those who are capable but unable to study in foreign universities. Other aspects will not be considered,"

"Charity can never be done," Feng Yiping said.

"The key is that you must do this in China. If it were in the United States, it would be much easier." Jin Ling didn't ask him why he didn't do it in the United States. He knew the reason why Feng Yiping wanted to do high-profile charity in China.

"Shall we change the project?"

"How is it possible? Elder sister, I said I would do it, and then I gave up halfway. What will those people who already know think of us? Forget it, I will find a way to coordinate,"

The phone rang, and when I saw Li Ruiyuan's, "Yiping, Mr. Bao and I will arrive in Shanghai at noon,"

When he spoke, his whole body was full of joy. There was no way, no one could keep his face in front of such a big harvest.

"Okay, I'll wait for you for lunch."

"You're right, it's true, making money is easier than donating money."

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