Next, Huang He flew directly to Beijing and began to fulfill his promise and personally deliver bonuses to the winners.

The first place I went to was the home of Lu Xun’s son Zhou Haiying.

Zhou Haiying learned the news while fishing. He was fishing in Shijingshan that day. He didn't have a mobile phone, so no one could contact him.

Until Zhou Haiying returned home, he found countless people gathered in front of his home, which shocked him.

Although everyone in the community knows that he is Lu Xun's son, all the neighbors have become accustomed to it over the years. Even when CCTV came to interview him, there were not so many people around his door!

And when Zhou Haiying took a closer look, he found that those around him were not just ordinary neighbors, they were all from his work unit, that is, ****, as well as the Beijing Lu Xun Memorial Hall, Beijing Lu Xun Middle School, etc., where Zhou Haiying had taken a temporary job.

, at my workplace in Beijing, colleagues came to visit me.

This frightened Zhou Haiying. He was over 70 years old and had been retired for more than 10 years. When had there been so many old colleagues at home? What happened?

Before Zhou Haiying came forward to ask clearly, his friends and neighbors gathered around him, shouting congratulations one by one, as if Zhou Haiying had made a fortune, which confused Zhou Haiying.

"Lao Zhou, congratulations, you are lucky today!" An old colleague with whom I am most familiar with said with a smile.

"What on earth is going on?" Zhou Haiying asked with a wry smile.

"you do not know?"

"I just came back from fishing, what do I know?"

"Well, there is a company in Shanghai called the Yellow Crane Award. Today they announced that their literary award will be awarded to your father, Mr. Lu Xun!" said an old colleague.

"Oh!" Zhou Haiying said oh, then looked around in disbelief, "Just for this little thing? You have the whole country coming to watch me?"

Indeed, winning an award may seem extremely difficult to others, but for Zhou Haiying, it is something he has long been used to. He receives almost dozens of calls from various selection committees every year.

He called to give an award to his old man Lu Xun.

Occasionally, there are one or two awards for himself or something.

Anyway, when she first encountered such a thing, Zhou Haiying was a little excited, but now she is basically completely numb, as if this kind of thing is as normal as adding salt to cooking or going to the toilet to read a newspaper.

"No, the key is the bonus!" said an old colleague.

"Look how excited you all are, how much bonus you can get!" Zhou Haiying grinned. Another reason why he has become numb to receiving awards is that receiving awards is just a simple award. The bonus is either a symbol

Thousands of dollars for sex, or none at all.

Of course, there were also times when bonuses reached millions, but these bonuses were not given to him, but donated to his father, Lu Xun.

This money will not fall into his hands, but will be dispersed to institutions such as the Lu Xun Research Association and the Lu Xun Memorial Hall. At most, Zhou Haiying will only receive a pitiful monthly allowance from these institutions.

After all, there are many such units, so even if he retires, Zhou Haiying still earns more than 10,000 yuan a month, which is very proud.

"Okay, I'll tell you the bonus figure, but you have to promise me not to get excited. If your heart is not good, you will have problems all of a sudden!" said the old colleague.

"Okay, for tens of thousands of dollars, it depends on what you can do!" Zhou Haiying waved his hand nonchalantly, and then heard his old colleague say, "What tens of thousands, it's 10 million!"

"..." Zhou Haiying's whole body trembled, and the people around him quickly supported him.

"How much? How much do you think it is?" Zhou Haiying asked tremblingly.

"It's 10 million yuan!" said an old colleague, "and it's given directly to you, directly to Mr. Lu Xun's immediate family members, which is your Zhou Haiying!"

"..."

Then, Zhou Haiying was carried home.

After a night, Zhou Haiying finally recovered. At the same time, Jiangnan also called, and it was agreed that Huang He, the chairman of Jiangnan Group, would personally come to deliver the 10 million yuan bonus tomorrow morning.

After hanging up the phone, there was a rapid knock on the door. As soon as Zhou Haiying's wife opened the door, she called her son in surprise. It turned out that Zhou Haiying's son was back.

"Tell him to get out of here. I don't have a son like this!" When Zhou Haiying heard that his son was back, he picked up the broom and wanted to hit him, but his wife stopped him.

"Dad, I flew back from Shanghai specially to see you, can you please stop treating me like this?" his son Zhou Lingfei said with a smile.

"Hmph, why don't you come all the way from Shanghai in normal times, but here you are today? Do you want the 10 million? I don't understand you yet!" Zhou Haiying said angrily.

There is no way, Zhou Lingfei's son will always be the pain in Zhou Haiying's heart.

Originally, Zhou Haiying, as the son of Lu Xun, lived a well-respected life in China. However, with a son like Zhou Lingfei, when he was studying in Japan, he fell in love with a woman from Bayan Province, and then went directly to Bayan Province.

He settled down and became a door-to-door son-in-law, which became proud news in the Wanwan area.

This happened in 1982. If it had been left in the 1970s, then...

But even in 1982, Zhou Haiying's life was not easy. As a result, Zhou Lingfei later decided that he could not afford to live in Wanwan Province. Instead, the mainland paid more attention to Lu Xun, and various Lu Xun cultural research societies were established one after another.

He had an affair with his wife, Wangwan, so Zhou Lingfei announced last year that he would return to work in mainland China.

Zhou Haiying was completely too lazy to pay attention to his troubled son. He didn't expect that he would come to his door today.

Not to mention how noisy Zhou Haiying's family was at night, at about 10 o'clock the next morning, the long-awaited knock on the door rang, and Huang He personally delivered 10 million to the door.

Of course, it is actually only 8 million, because there are still 2 million to pay personal income tax.

Afterwards, reporters took pictures frantically, and all the cameras were focused on these two people. The news that Huang He really paid 10 million spread quickly.

Afterwards, Huang He and Zhou Haiying's family held a cordial meeting. They talked about their admiration for Mr. Lu Xun, and then had lunch together, and finally left reluctantly.

However, some reporters also noticed a detail, that is, Huang He never shook hands with Zhou Lingfei from beginning to end, and did not even say a word to Zhou Lingfei or even look at him.

"Brother-in-law, do you hate this Zhou Lingfei?" On the way back, Leng Zhiruo, who was accompanying Huang He, asked curiously.

"Yes, how could I possibly like such a son-in-law who came to visit me from the Bayan Province?" Huang He snorted coldly. "Thanks to his good reincarnation, I estimate that most of the 10 million will still fall into his hands.

"

"Then why did you give this award to Lu Xun and give the money to his immediate family members instead of donating it to organizations like the Lu Xun Research Society? You should know that if you do this, the money must belong to Zhou Lingfei!"

Leng Zhiruo asked puzzledly.

"I spent thousands of gold to buy horse bones!" Huang He sighed and said, "Giving money to the Lu Xun Research Society and giving money to Lu Xun's immediate family members are two completely different things."

"I want the world to know that my Yellow Crane Award is for them, not for the so-called collective or any research association, but for these scientific researchers themselves. At the same time, this money can also be passed directly to their descendants.

for future generations!”

"Besides, what are a group of people doing studying Lu Xun? Isn't it just that they have nothing to do when they are full? It is the same nonsense as studying the Dream of Red Mansions."

"What do you think people live for all their lives? Except for a few saints who serve the country and the people, most of them live for themselves and their descendants."

"So I want them to know that as long as they work hard to do research and as long as they can develop results, then my reward can be passed on to their descendants. Only this Yellow Crane Award can have a greater impact.

motivating effect.”

"In a word, when you give money, you have to be direct!"

Sure enough, as Lu Xun's family actually received this money, many scientific researchers felt inexplicably excited.

Then there are the descendants of writers such as Lao She and Bing Xin, who are beginning to look forward to it. However, Huang He only intends to award awards to writers like Lu Xun who have died. As for the others, Huang He feels that they are still a bit behind.

At the same time, Huang He has other ideas about the recipients of the Literature Prize, which he will discuss later.

Next is Ms. Tu Youyou, a biology general. Although she has been contacted in advance, Ms. Tu Youyou seems to be very excited about Huang He's arrival.

On the afternoon of the previous day, Tu Youyou's home, which had been quiet for decades, became agitated. Countless reporters came to visit her and wanted to interview her. However, Tu Youyou refused to accept any interview and forcefully forced her into a hotel.

Hiding.

However, she still welcomed Huang He's arrival very much. She held Huang He's hand and chatted for a long time. She really didn't expect that there would be people who could remember her and award this award to her. Regarding the bonus,

She didn't care at all, and directly entrusted Huang He to donate it to some medical institutions on the spot.

"Teacher Tu, I suggest you never donate. This is not a good thing!" Huang He said simply after hearing this.

"Why?" Tu Youyou asked in confusion, "Is there anything wrong with me donating it?"

"First of all, there are probably a lot of things going on in those research institutions and charities themselves, such as the Red Cross and the like. It's hard to say what's inside."

"I know that I will not donate it to the Red Cross. I will donate it to a medical institution that I trust. I guarantee that they will actually use the money for medical research and treatment!" Tu Youyou said.

"There is such a formula in the Analects. There is a law in the State of Lu. People from the State of Lu have become slaves abroad. If someone can redeem them, they can go to the national treasury to reimburse the ransom. Once, Zigong Duanmuci, a disciple of Confucius, redeemed a slave abroad.

A native of Lu, he refused to accept state compensation after returning to China.

When Confucius learned about it, he said, Zigong did something wrong. From now on, the people of Lu will no longer redeem slaves from other countries. Collecting compensation from the state will not damage your character; but if you do not receive compensation, the state of Lu will

Then no one will redeem his compatriots in distress."

Zilu rescued a drowning man. The man thanked him for sending a cow, which Zilu accepted. Confucius said happily: "The people of Lu will definitely be brave enough to save people who drown." Huang He said with a smile.

"You kid, do you treat me like a child to teach you?" Tu Youyou couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, I understand what you mean. You are worried that if I donate the prize money, other winners will do it for the sake of face.

You have to donate the prize money, so your Yellow Crane Award will lose its meaning, right?"

"Teacher, you have great foresight!" Huang He said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take half of the money, and I'll donate the other part to set up a Tu Youyou Medical Fund to encourage more young people to do research. I think this is a good example!"
Chapter completed!