There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 172
in the office.

Everyone was a little surprised, 50 was not a small amount of money, it was the largest donation ever received by the orphanage.

Some people just donate some money, and they want the whole world to know.

Some companies have to hold a donation ceremony just to donate a few thousand yuan, not only to invite reporters to the scene to publicize, but also to make the children feel grateful on the stage...

However, this caring person is too low-key, right?Not even the name was left.

Really do good deeds without leaving a name.

Of course, regardless of whether the good deeds you do are big or small, and whether they contain some selfishness, you must be sure.In fact, there are only a very small number of people like this, and most of them are sincerely showing love and doing charity...

"Old director, could it be a caring person in the society who knew the difficulties of our orphanage and donated a sum? It's really caring." A Juan asked a little excitedly, with this 50 donation , It can be regarded as a solution to the immediate urgent need, and the old dean does not need to ask for help everywhere, and look at other people's faces.

For the sake of the children in the orphanage, the old director didn't even want his old face, but he always got disgusted eyes, chased away like a beggar, and avoided like a plague god.

Some people or companies promise to donate, and the reputation of doing charity has been publicized, but they have not seen a penny for several years...

The old dean had no choice but to ask for it, but was driven away or avoided.

Or, give a thousand or hundreds of dollars like a beggar.

Although the orphanage has government funding, it cannot rely on the government for everything, and must have its own financial resources...

The old dean nodded, with a deep sense of joy on his wrinkled face.

"Feng Bin, the 50 is really not you?"

Arthur asked in a low voice, the timing was too coincidental, which made her a little suspicious.

Although Feng Bin is a rich second generation, sometimes he likes to show off, but he does not have the bad habits of the rich second generation rumored on the Internet, and is similar to ordinary people.

"No."

Feng Bin shook his head, and saw Yan Qingkong putting away his phone, could it be him?Although the other party is dressed in ordinary clothes, but the temperament on his body is impossible for ordinary people to have...

Somewhat like ancient times, the temperament of noble sons.

After Yan Qingkong put away his mobile phone, he said, "Old Dean, it's getting late, so I'll leave first."

"Mr. Yan, go slowly."

The old dean smiled and nodded, then froze for a moment.

Didn't you say that you have to do your part? Why did you leave without saying anything?A Juan, Arthur and Feng Bin were all stunned for a moment, they had heard Yan Qingkong's words before.

To say is to express.

However, this kind of thing cannot be forced, and others will not say anything.

When Yan Qingkong walked out, the old dean suddenly came to his senses, could it be that he donated the 50 yuan just now?It seemed that when he was talking to Arthur and Feng Bin, after he glanced at the wall, he kept playing with his mobile phone...

"Son, wait."

At this time, the old dean yelled quickly, and hurriedly chased him out.

Arthur, Feng Bin, and A Juan were a little curious when they saw it, so they went out to see what was going on.

"Wait, kid."

The old dean hurried to catch up and shouted.

"Old Dean, are you calling me?"

When Yan Qingkong walked out of the steps in front of the building and was about to say hello to the volunteers in front of him before leaving, he turned around and asked in surprise.

Although he had heard it before, the old dean called "children" instead of Mr. Yan.

But the old dean kept chasing him, as if calling him, and stopped in surprise.

When he confirmed that the old dean was calling him, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Son, you donated the 50 yuan just now?" The old dean hurried up, with a kind look on his face, "Son, if you have done something good, don't be humble."

The words of the old dean stunned the three Arthurs who came out, as if they had ignored him.

When the people around heard it, they were a little shocked and looked at Yan Qingkong, who donated 50?

No matter if it was a boy or a girl, they were extremely shocked after hearing the 50 yuan, and stared at Yan Qingkong with staring eyes.

"No, donated 50?"

The slightly chubby girl was a little shocked, and whispered to her companion: "The handsome pot is so rich? Could it be a rich second generation? Can't tell, it's too low-key..."

"I heard that the richer the person, the lower the profile."

A girl said, her eyes couldn't help but light up, Mr. Yan is not only handsome, but also rich, and also very caring, he is simply the girl's dream lover.

The eyes of many girls lit up.

At this time, even the middle-aged man was a little surprised. He had misread it. A person who can donate 50 yuan without blinking will have a net worth of no less than 1000 million yuan...

"It's a little thought for the children."

Yan Qingkong laughed.

Since the old dean asked, he didn't pretend he didn't know.

Feng Bin, Arthur, and A Juan were also a little shocked. Unexpectedly, someone donated 50 yuan without saying a word.

If the old dean didn't find out, I don't know who donated it.

At this time, Feng Bin suddenly understood why the other party was unwilling to pay 5000 yuan to learn a magic trick...

People are rich.

"Son, you donated 50 at once, why didn't you say anything?"

At this time, the old dean took Yan Qingkong's hand and complained, but everyone knew that she was very happy, "50 is not a small amount, you can't do good deeds without praise, children, you also need to know who helped them, right?"

"Son, when are you free? We will hold a donation ceremony and invite reporters from the TV station to publicize your contribution to social welfare..."

The old dean held Yan Qingkong's hand and said gratefully.

Yan Qingkong smiled and said: "Old Dean, there is no need to do this, it is just a love. Love has no size, so there is no need to spread it everywhere..."

"Yes, yes, if you do something good, you should let others know."

The old dean kept saying that if he donated 50 yuan at once, he should at least give others a "name".

After living most of my life, how can I not understand?

If you don't even give people a "name", who will do good deeds in the future?

But in the end, Yan Qingkong strongly denied it, there is no need to hold any donation ceremony, and there is no need to invite reporters to interview and publicize...

"Son, you must come and see it when you have time."

At this time, the old dean sighed a little, and personally sent Yan Qingkong out of the gate, and said kindly, telling Yan Qingkong to come more when he was free.

Some staff members heard that someone had donated 50 yuan, and they all heard the news.

"Tsk tsk, 50, I donated it without blinking an eye." A boy sighed, "It's good to have money at home, and you can use it however you want..."

"Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be hiding something."

"Have you noticed that Mr. Yan looks like an ancient nobleman? He looks gentle and refined..."

At this time, a girl couldn't help but say something in the group, which immediately aroused the amazement of many group members. Unexpectedly, that handsome pot is still a local tyrant.

"Good boy."

The old dean sighed and walked back.

Over the past ten years, she has received countless cold looks for the sake of the children in the orphanage.

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(End of this chapter)