Cheng Xiaoyu looked around the canteen and was about to get a rice bowl. Pei Yanchen walked up to him, handed one over to him, and said: "If there are no dishes you like, I will invite you out to eat..."

..Don’t get me wrong, I just thank you for buying me medicine.”

Cheng Xiaoyu felt warm in her heart, smiled and said: "I'm not as delicate as you think. It turns out that I can live quite well alone in a slum in the United States."

Pei Yanchen didn't know that Cheng Xiaoyu had such an experience, but Cheng Xiaoyu didn't look like someone who had suffered a little bit. In fact, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't suffer too much. Even though he lived in a slum in the United States, Cheng Qiuci

He arranged his life very well and never treated him badly in terms of food. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gained so much weight. It's just that the living environment was a little worse.

The two of them walked to the back of the line and queued up. Pei Yanchen was about to make some sarcastic remarks to Cheng Xiaoyu when a chubby kid grabbed her clothes and asked: "Teacher Pei, is this brother who sings well, your boyfriend?"

?”

Pei Yanchen blushed at the sudden question and did not dare to look at Cheng Xiaoyu. He loudly said, "The teacher will not find a boyfriend who is as thin as a bamboo pole and can be blown away by a gust of wind!" Then he slapped the little fat man on the face again.

He twisted it slightly and said, "Teacher likes chubby and good children like Xiaohu."

When the little fat man heard that Pei Yanchen said he liked him like this, his face burst into laughter and he said to the little girl next to him: "Zhang Xiaohua, Teacher Pei likes me. I won't like you anymore, and I won't give you candies either."

I'll keep them all for Teacher Pei."

The girl named Zhang Xiaohua made a face at the little fat man with a stainless steel plate and said, "Look, Teacher Pei's face is red and her nose is getting longer. She must be lying."

Pei Yanchen's blood turned to boiling water after Zhang Xiaohua revealed her secret. She was afraid that Cheng Xiaoyu would laugh at her, so she quickly said with a straight face: "You two, stop being naughty and go eat quickly. Don't talk until you finish."

Zhang Xiaohua and the little fat man carried the plates and walked away muttering, blaming each other for making Teacher Pei angry.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled happily and said: "Someone is a good example to others! His nose has become longer..."

Pei Yanchen turned around and took away the stainless steel plate that had just been given to him from Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, and said, "You are a role model, go and get it yourself."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned, looking at Pei Yanchen's slim back, he could only smile bitterly.

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to get the plate by himself. When he and Pei Yanchen were queuing up, Pei Yanchen ignored him. When they were almost two people in line, the group of philanthropists led by Dean Li came to the cafeteria and met Pei Yanchen.

While we were queuing up for lunch, a group of people came over again.

They had just taken advantage of Dean Li's absence and secretly made up their mind to get this prickly girl to have dinner with her later. It would be best to get her drunk and teach her a lesson to see how she can hang up.

Several people approached the team, and they were about to arrive at Pei Yanchen. The fat Mr. Niu, who was wearing a gold chain, saw that there were three large white iron dish basins on the cook's table. There were no oil stars in the three dishes.

Qing Lan could see the juice and said, "Oh, your food is a bit unsatisfactory! How can you give these to children when they are growing?"

Dean Li said cautiously: "Mr. Niu, we still have diced chicken today, which is pretty good. After all, our funds are very tight, it is difficult for disabled children to be adopted, and there are children coming in all the time. We can't get in, so we can't get out."

We can only live frugally..."

Mr. Qian glanced at Pei Yanchen, who was about to be queued, coughed and said: "Dean Li, I understand the situation in your welfare home. If you do this, I will donate 1 million to your welfare home tomorrow. You will definitely provide food for them."

To improve things, how can we let the children and Teacher Pei eat such nutritious food?" In fact, Mr. Qian will not donate one million in cash, but some unsold electrical appliances produced by their factory.

Some of them are defective or returned goods, and the price is slightly higher. It is considered a donation of one million materials, and these donations can be deducted from part of the tax. If the tax is paid directly in cash, it is certainly not as cost-effective as donating materials to charity.

But for the welfare home, these material donations are of little use. For example, in the past few years, surrounding factories donated to the welfare home in order to offset taxes. The audio components that have been eliminated from the market and cannot be sold, for them,

It can't be eaten or used, and it doesn't even need to be collected. It also takes up space and accumulates.

This is the true face behind the hypocritical mask of some philanthropists. There are only a few people like Cheng Xiaoyu who invest real money and silver regardless of returns. Cheng Xiaoyu is also belittling himself. In fact, although his ideological consciousness is not high, it is not high either.

As low as 10%, more than 400 rural schools have been built through his funds.

Dean Li was relieved when he heard that there was no word "materials" in Mr. Qian's words. He was even more happy when he heard that it was one million, and said: "Mr. Qian, thank you so much."

, you are really kind-hearted people, God will bless you."

This elegant-looking Mr. Qian just wanted to look good in front of the beautiful woman, so he deliberately omitted the word "material". At this moment, he said with a humble face: "Where, where, make some contributions to China's charity."

Yes, I have a lot of feelings after visiting all the way! We are just a few rich people. You teachers are the 'cutest people' who are working on the front line of charity. It is we who should thank you.

,You have worked hard."

Dean Li was excited when he saw Mr. Qian's words with sincerity and sincerity. It seemed that this year's funds had been secured. He said with tears of gratitude: "Mr. Qian, there are too few people who are enthusiastic about public welfare like you."

When the time comes, I will definitely write a letter to the district government and commend philanthropists like you."

Mr. Qian quickly pretended to be humble and said: "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it. We haven't eaten yet..."

Dean Li quickly said: "How about I ask Xiao Huang to cook a few dishes, and then invite a few noble people to eat some in the cafeteria? Xiao Huang's cooking skills are quite good!"

Mr. Qian glanced at the dishes in the tin basin and said: "No, no, we are going out to eat, but there are some donation issues that I would like to discuss with you. Can you line up one person to go to dinner with us?

Talk while eating?"

Dean Li saw that the eyes of this group of people were all on Pei Yanchen, and he immediately understood that these drunkards were not interested in drinking. Thinking of donating money, he gritted his teeth and prepared to pay for this group of people himself, so he said: "Then I will invite them.

You gentlemen, please go out to eat!"

Mr. Niu who was standing aside quickly shook his head like a rattle and said, "How can that be done, Dean Li? It makes us look like we are just here to make a living. How can we bear to spend the money of the welfare home? Let's do this, you treat Xiao Pei

Take it with you, let's go to the city to have a nice meal and finalize the donation, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!