[Latest Broadcast] Tomorrow is 515, the starting point anniversary, the most benefits day. In addition to gift bags and school bags, this time the "515 red envelopes are flirted with" must be seen. There is no reason to not grab red envelopes. Set an alarm clock~

The little girl with freckles is named Mishasa.

He claims to be Li Xueyao's best friend and best friend.

Her name was good, but with the freckles on her face, she felt inexplicably funny, which made Fu Zhengyi laugh out loud, so she was so angry that the little girl rolled her eyes on him and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

It’s better to ignore it, and you don’t know how to deal with it.

There are people coming and going on the pedestrian street, and more and more pedestrians are willing to pay for it.

Although Li Xueyao, who was arranged to sit under the awning of the publicity platform, had not yet grown, but in Fu Zhengyi's eyes, it gradually coincided with the woman in his memory. This made his expression softer and also caused the freckled little girl to roll her eyes from time to time.

With sunglasses, the advantage is that no one knows where he is looking.

But when it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Zhengyi still realized that Li Xueyao's old habit had been dealt with again.

His face turned pale, and his originally straight back bent down.

Fu Zhengyi, who was immersed in the good memories of his previous life, quickly found a shopping mall and bought a hot water bag to fill it. He wrapped it with a towel and sent it to him.

When Li Xueyao suddenly found a hot water bag wrapped in a towel in her sight, she was embarrassed after being stunned. She was about to refuse, but Fu Zhengyi whispered. "The pressure is high in the third year of junior high school. If you take a leave and rest, it will delay more homework..."

Two flushed suddenly appeared on his pale cheeks. He noticed that there was an inexplicable meaning in the other person's eyes. Li Xueyao, who hesitated, said thank you. Then she took the hot water bag wrapped in a towel and covered it with her school uniform and placed it on her lower abdomen.

Seeing that the hot water bag was put away by Li Xueyao, Fu Zhengyi felt that he would be so nervous when he gave something to someone. Fu Zhengyi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Li Xueyao hanging her head, her face turned redder, and he quickly stayed away from the publicity station.

Wang Jian, who was called to help, has been paying attention to the situation here. Seeing that Fu Zhengyi ran back almost like a escaping, he came over and asked in a strange way. "Hey, why are your face blushing?"

The heart was still beating, and Fu Zhengyi instinctively responded. "Is there any?"

"Ha! You must have a ghost in your heart..."

Seeing that the freckled girl Mi Shasha came to the publicity station again and muttered to Li Xueyao, and pointed at her, Fu Zhengyi hurriedly pulled Wang Jian to a crowded place and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"

He was dragged so much that he almost fell, but Wang Jian was so happy. "Fu Zhengyi, he is still a little girl, so he dare not harm him..."

"No one will be dumb if you don't say anything!"

He pushed and pulled Wang Jian away, and returned to the shade of the tree, Fu Zhengyi thought about it and called Yuyao's office where he bought a property.

Ke Yayuan, the financial director in the company, was so strange when she heard that it was Fu Zhengyi's voice. "Huh? Why did you remember that you called the company on the weekend?"

"It's you? Aren't you not working on weekends?"

"I've only come back after vacation, so naturally there are a lot of things to deal with..."

After slapping his forehead, Fu Zhengyi remembered that this year's financial director Ke Yayuan's holiday was ahead of schedule.

Just hesitating and working hard, the financial director Ke Yayuan figured out the reason, stared at him and said in surprise. "No, did you forget about my vacation?"

"You really told me, I really forgot that after I returned to China, you went to Paris for vacation..."

"Oh my God! boss! Is the company so unstable in your eyes? You just notified the finance department a few days ago that they donated all their rent income last month!"

"Just have you in charge of the company..."

If you want to praise the other party, you can notice that the other party's breath is getting heavier on the phone, and Fu Zhengyi quickly changed the topic. "By the way, will the employees of the real estate agency under the company go to work today?"

"Go! The agency company has a rotation rest system, and the more weekend it is, the busier it is!"

"Then let all employees of the intermediary company take turns to the pedestrian street to donate money, each donating fifty yuan, so that they can get the receipt and reimburse the company!"

When he heard this, the Financial Director Ke Yayuan was stunned. "What? Donate? What?"

"In the middle of the pedestrian street, several little girls set up a booth to raise donations for the victims of the flood in the south." When he said this, he saw the freckled girl Mishasha still staying beside Li Xueyao, and Fu Zhengyi, who was moved in his heart, continued. "By the way, let the employees below go to the finance office to collect fifty yuan of cash, and then go to the pedestrian street to find the little girl with freckles on her face to donate the money, and took the receipt to account! Whoever made the mistake of this money would be considered to be his own love..."

The financial director Ke Yayuan, who was stunned for a moment, burst into laughter. "Boss! What do you want to do? Today, most of the employees of the agency are at Dongkou Garden. I remember that I just went to the bank to collect money in the morning. Do you want to mess with that little girl or do you really want to donate money?"

"Are you the boss or I the boss? Do whatever you say! Hurry up!"

The continuous questioning of the financial director Ke Yayuan finally made Fu Zhengyi unable to bear it. He took out the boss's style and roared, then quickly hung up the phone and saved him from dealing with the cross-examination of the financial director Ke Yayuan.

After tying the time, someone came from the north side of the pedestrian street in less than twenty minutes.

But when you see these people’s clothes, Fu Zhengyi turned black!

I don’t know who’s the idea, but the employees of the agency under Yuyao Real Estate were all wearing uniform work clothes, and the red vests on the outside were also printed with the words “Yuyao Real Estate”!

The freckled little girl Mishasha was soon surrounded by these people from Yuyao Real Estate Agency.

Facing the money handed over, Mishasha, a freckled girl surrounded by the middle, was frightened at first, but when she knew that these people were coming to donate, her face burst into laughter!

In particular, she also found that when these donors wearing "Yuyao Real Estate" work clothes only recognized her, they were even more excited and couldn't speak clearly.

The employees of the intermediary company who faithfully implemented the company's requirements ignored Li Xueyao, who was in charge of registration. They lined up one by one to wait for the freckled girl Mishasha to collect the money and issue a receipt for them. Li Xueyao had to give up the seat and stand aside. The other three little girls were also stunned and gathered to Li Xueyao to ask what was going on?

Looking at the publicity station surrounded by more than 20 people, Li Xueyao looked confused. "How could I know? After they came, they surrounded Mishasha. Everyone donated fifty yuan, saying that it was a badge, but she had to issue a receipt. So, even I was squeezed out..."

The little girl standing beside her spoke. "One person is fifty? There are twenty, twenty, twenty... no no! It seems that there are five more people wearing the same red vests coming over there..."

When the other girl heard this, she became annoyed. "No, right? Did they all ask Mishasha to donate money? So I won't let others interfere? I don't believe it!"

Dingdeng rushed over, and the little girl stopped the person and talked for less than half a minute, then came back dejectedly, hugged Li Xueyao's arm and said with a bitter face. "It's really a hell! They are all going to pay for Mishasha..."

"Do they know Misasha?"

"How is that possible! When I passed by the publicity station just now, I heard a woman asking Mishasha what her name was and where to go to school. Obviously I didn't know her!"

As he spoke, the little girl was so angry that she was about to cry. Li Xueyao, who was still pressing the hot water bag with her left hand, frowned, her mouth flattened, and her face full of confusion.

Seeing that more and more employees of the intermediary company coming from North Street, Fu Zhengyi finally felt something was wrong, so he had to call the financial director Ke Yayuan again. "Hey, how many intermediary employees are there in the company today?"

Ke Yayuan, the financial director who was standing at the office window with his phone in his arms, raised his lips and said leisurely. "Yeah, are you calling again?"

The propaganda station was surrounded by people wearing the red vest of "Yuyao Real Estate". Fu Zhengyi couldn't even see the freckled little girl Mishasha, and couldn't help but say anxiously. "Hurry up, why are there no less than forty people coming here in a short while?"

"There are more than 100 employees in the intermediary company. There is a meeting to open next night, so there are still eighty or ninety in the company that have not left..."

After calculating the amount of fundraising before, Fu Zhengyi knew that he had not said clearly just now and was retaliated by the financial director Ke Yayuan. "I have it! I don't need it so much. The task is only 3,000 yuan. It's almost time for them to come to ten more!"

Financial director Ke Yayuan glanced at the street downstairs and smiled. "It's too late! I saw that the twenty of the third batch had gone out. They were only equipped with bb machines. Unless I went downstairs and called people back now, it would be too late..."

If there are more than one thousand or two thousand, Fu Zhengyi doesn’t care.

But he saw that even though Li Xueyao was standing under the shade of the tree, there was still a layer of sweat on her forehead. He knew that her body might be about to be unable to hold on, so he asked the financial director Ke Yayuan to notify the remaining employees not to come, and hung up the phone and prepared to go to a store to borrow a stool and send it to Li Xueyao.

Just as Fu Zhengyi turned around and went to borrow a stool, several people with red sleeves and walkie-talkies came to the publicity table, looked at the crowd and squeezed in, and saw a little girl sitting behind the table. The leader slapped the table and shouted, "Hey! Who allowed you to raise funds here? I wonder if people come and go in this pedestrian street, and the traffic is high, aren't you allowed to place publicity tables on the street?"

Mishasa, a freckled girl who was busy writing her receipt, felt a little confused when she looked up.

The leader with the red sleeves saw Mishasha's face full of panic, and became stronger and more angry. She glared at her eyes, slapped the table again, and said angrily, "Who told you! Who allowed you to set up a publicity station here? Which school are you from? Take out your ID! Hurry up!"

The freckled little girl Mishasa had never seen such a posture, and she immediately felt tears in her eyes.

An employee assigned by the company to donate could not bear it anymore and shouted at the red sleeves. "Hey, how are you talking? I didn't see any publicity materials outside. This little girl raised funds for the flood victims in the south! Who are you? You can explain it clearly first..."
Chapter completed!