Take out your cell phone.

Open the APP mall and search for [New World Charity].

I saw the app that appeared on the interface.

"I actually just opened a company and made a charity app."

Cheng Wen's brows were already frowning, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"What is Mr. Hu doing?"

"Do you want to make money?"

There are still many charity apps available on the market.

But most of them charge commissions in the name of charity, and the proportion is quite high, 1 to 3%, and you will also recommend various insurances to you.

"But the charity market is now occupied."

Cheng Wen couldn't help but shake his head, and then he thought of another possibility.

"Maybe, Mr. Hu really wants to do charity."

The idea is a bit ridiculous.

In this world, do people really develop apps for sincere charity?

Cheng Wen, who has been in the shopping mall for more than 20 years, must have believed it in the past, but now he is facing Hu Yibao.

A person who makes the almost impossible thing possible.

Although it was only a short time, Cheng Wen thought about it carefully that everything Hu Yibao did seemed to be beyond his expectations.

Looking at the [New World Charity] APP, Cheng Wen hesitated for a while and still clicked to download it.

After the download is complete.

Cheng Wen clicked on the [New World Charity] APP.

There is no ad lag, just click to enter directly.

The interface is also extremely concise.

The background is a creative logo of a "new world"!

There are only two options on the interface.

【User Instructions】

【Request for assistance】

Cheng Wen clicked on the user's instructions, and the content was also extremely concise.

"This product only helps people in need."

"If you have the ability to help yourself, please do not apply."

Just these two sentences.

"Mr. Hu is really doing things neatly."

Cheng Wen couldn't help but smile, and then clicked [Request for Rescue].

It's a form.

Cheng Wen pulled it straight to the end, but he couldn't find a channel to donate.

Cheng Wen looked puzzled.

If a normal person makes a charity app, will he leave no donation channels?

At this time.

"Lalala!!"

The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

It was Jiang Gang who beat him up.

Cheng Wen connected.

"Mr. Cheng, the MVs of [Dongfengpo] and [Blue and White Porcelain] have been made. I'll send them to you later and you can see the effect."

…………

19:08

Hundreds of millions of Chinese people guarding in front of the TV.

I saw such a CCTV news.

The host said in a look at the camera.

"The new Chinese style in the Chinese music scene is blowing towards all over the world with Chinese culture. Our reporter Bai Yan interviewed Mr. Hu Yibao, the founder of Chinese style.

The picture changes.

It is the scene of Hu Yibao being interviewed.

"It took you just a few days to create a music style that belongs to our Chinese in the music industry..."

Xiwu City Countryside.

On one side of the road, there is a huge pig farm.

On the other side of the road is a luxury villa.

In the villa.

A middle-aged couple was in the living room, eating and watching the news.

They are Hu Yibao's parents.

Hu Bufan.

Zhao Lihong.

Listening to the host's words, Zhao Lihong asked in confusion, "Hey, Lao Hu, why did I hear our son's name?"

Hu Bufan stared at the TV, but said indifferently, "There are so many people in this world with the same name and surname. Besides, how could our son have that music cell..."

Half of the words.

It was broken directly.

Because on TV.

They really saw Hu Yibao.

He is being interviewed by CCTV reporters, talking calmly and freely.

"It's really our son!" Zhao Lihong looked excited, quickly put down her bowls and chopsticks, took out her cell phone, "I'll call Yibao."

I saw my son on TV.

Hu Bufan's eyes also turned slightly red.

This kid finally has a future!

…………

Yang Mi'er's house.

Yang Tian saw Hu Yibao on the screen, and the apple in his mouth fell directly to the ground. He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shouted to the kitchen.

"Wife, come and see it quickly. Hu Yibao is on CCTV News."

Wang Ping hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, saw the TV, and immediately took out her cell phone, "I'll call Yibao."

...

Demon City.

In a luxury apartment.

A young man was lying on the sofa playing with his cell phone.

His father was watching the TV news.

When the young man accidentally glanced at the TV, his phone fell off and his mouth widened. Then he quickly said to his father.

"Dad! I've seen this Hu Yibao! He is my friend. When I was in the small county town of Fu County, your hometown, I drove him to Xiaorunfa!"

Chen Dong didn't expect that the handsome guy he met last time was actually the founder of Huaxiafeng.

Chen Yu looked at Chen Dong and chuckled and said, "Okay, okay! Such a friend is called young and promising."

"If you have time, bring him to your house for a meal."

"Forehead……"

Chen Dong was stunned.

He said that Hu Yibao was his friend, but he was just talking casually. Unexpectedly, his father would invite him to his house for dinner.
To be continued...