The Queen of the Underworld

It took a long time for the rich to understand the meaning of "begging for alms". 【 】

It turned out that Mayor Wei wanted to launch an activity called "Love and Warmth".

For example, donate to Hope Primary School, let Jinghai City have no beggars, let the lonely and widowed elderly in Jinghai City have something to support, send love to the disabled, send love to laid-off workers, and provide some within the scope The help and so on, let the whole Jinghai City be filled with the ocean of love.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that the "boss" would take out something from his pocket that would suppress Du Shaofeng. Seeing that this concern disappeared, all of them had smiles on their faces. Isn't it just "love and warmth"? , To put it bluntly, isn’t it just donating money? It may be difficult for them to talk about other things, but when it comes to money, it’s really not that difficult.

So, someone who spoke quickly said loudly: "Mayor Wei is thinking about the people, and I, Wei Hong, donated one hundred thousand." When he spoke, he bit the word "Wei Hong" and "one hundred thousand" very hard. .

The only answer I got was Wei Xiaofeng's faint thank you.

Anyone can see that Mayor Wei is dissatisfied with Wei Hong. Immediately, someone understands that the donation must be low. Thinking about it, the dignified Mayor Wei came out to beg for alms in person and gave away [-] yuan. Are you sending beggars?

Someone said harshly, "I donate 50."

Sure enough, the smile on Wei Xiaofeng's face became brighter again, and he stood up himself, bowed, and then stood up several times, saying that he would donate "50".

Just when Wei Hong wanted to make up for the mistakes he made earlier, Mengdie, who was drinking the best tea just brought by the owner of the restaurant, said lightly, "I remember Xu Yuancheng donated to Hope Primary School. 100 million."

Mengdie's indifferent words made the bosses and rich people startled, but this shock made them feel distressed. After all, it was 100 million, and it was colorful banknotes, not blank paper.

Just when they were distressed and hesitated, Mengdie casually put the bag on the table and said to Shen Fei, "Is the tea delicious?"

"The tea is delicious, but these people around have destroyed the artistic conception of the tea."

"Drink slowly, and the artistic conception of tea will come after a while."

"What if I can't come?"

Mengdie smiled, "Then pour the tea, drop the cup, and break it to pieces."