Outside the gate of the Cultural Palace, a one-meter-high open-air terrace was built. Today's donation event was not only open to the people of the city, but was also broadcast live by Caozhou TV Station.
The square was densely packed with people. Even if it rained occasionally, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of the people. The two rows of seats directly below the terrace were already filled with bigwigs from Caozhou's political and commercial circles. These people would
All faces will be shown on camera.
Near noon, Son Luochun announced the disaster situation and the number of casualties in each province, and stated that 50% of this donation will be sent to the two provinces of Gyeongju and Gangnam, which are severely affected by the disaster, and the remaining 50% will be donated to the disaster-stricken provinces.
serious village.
After the donation started, Lu Ming took the lead in donating 100,000 yuan. He spoke eloquently on the stage for more than ten minutes, praised the leaders of Caozhou City, and then advertised for his MG Garment Factory.
Donations in this era are different from those thirty years later. There are no preferential policies, let alone corporate tax exemptions. All that is spent is real money. The reason why people donate money willingly is just to maintain the sophistication between officials and businessmen.
, and there are only a handful of people who legitimately do local advertising and sincerely do charity.
After Lu Ming finished speaking, other bosses who donated money also followed the same procedure, and their flattering attitude was not much different from paying protection fees.
Therefore, from beginning to end, there would always be noisy discussions from time to time. It was not until the host read Li Siwen's name that the scene became completely quiet. At that moment, it was like clouds in the sky and the cars on the road stopped at the same time.
Li Siwen walked slowly. When he stood on the stairs, the dark clouds could not hide his light. In terms of fame and strength, he had become a rising star in Caozhou, especially the Westward Journey Group.
Fighting with various opponents has agitated public opinion throughout Caozhou. Consumers in this era rarely pay attention to business owners. If Li Siwen's name is mentioned alone, few people except the business circle will know it, but if it is preceded by
With Westward Journey Group, the effect is completely different.
The people looked at the young and handsome face on the stairs and opened their mouths in great surprise. After all, the contrast between Li Siwen and the previous middle-aged men with big bellies was so big.
"Mr. Li, give you the microphone." The host is a girl in her early twenties, from Caozhou TV station. After seeing Li Siwen, she couldn't help but feel a little shy, wondering what she was thinking.
After Li Siwen took the microphone, he did not chat like the others, but just stood quietly on the stage.
In his previous life, his hometown was not affected by disasters, nor did he experience the destructive power of floods. But today was different. Today, he was standing on the edge of the spiral nest. He could see that every simple face had the words "Let"
He works extra hard, yes, this is what the people expect.
"In the name of Westward Journey Group, I donated one million in cash and one million ham sausages to the disaster area."
Click!
This thunder seemed to be planned for Li Siwen. After hearing his words, everyone opened their mouths wide and stared at him with incredible eyes.
One million in cash and one million hams. This number is so huge that no one can imagine it. Even big bosses like Lu Ming are shocked from ear to ear.
Lu Ming knew that Li Siwen would definitely steal the limelight. He was even ready to watch the opponent's performance today. After all, his investment failed and his energy was greatly reduced. But he never expected that Li Siwen would donate such a terrifying amount.
This was even more than his heart could bear.
Not to mention him, Lu Shuhang, Sun Luochun and other city leaders were also a little unable to sit still. This was no longer a matter of donations, but that this number could make the small city of Caozhou famous.
Li Siwen, on the other hand, was in sharp contrast to everyone's horrified expressions. He calmly handed the microphone to the host as if he had never done anything.
"Li...Mr. Li, don't you say a few words?" The little girl did not answer the microphone, and her voice was timid.
"Actually, there is nothing to say. The donation is for charity, not for hype." Li Siwen smiled lightly: "By the way, there is one thing that needs to be reminded of the people affected by the disaster. The ham sausages from our journey to the west can be eaten with confidence. They are cheap and good.
, some people make money, but I make it with a clear conscience."
Cheap but good stuff——
Some people make money, I make it with a clear conscience——
These two simple sentences inherit the core philosophy of Xiyou Group and provide the most direct response to the doubters.
The scene was silent, as silent as death. After a while, someone shouted "Hello", and then the applause was like thunder, drowning out the noise of the whole city.
In Delis's office, Zheng Jiayu was sitting alone on a chair, looking at Li Siwen's chic temperament on TV, with a special look in his eyes. When Li Siwen said that there are also good products at cheap prices,
She pursed her lips gently, showing a delicate look that was difficult for outsiders to see.
"What a stingy person."
After she finished speaking, she leaned back on the chair with a complicated mood. Looking at the packed office, she knew it was time to leave.
Losing money, running out of goods, being cheated, she experienced setbacks that she had never encountered in her life in this city, but this was not the reason that defeated her. After all, with the support of Delis headquarters, she could still continue to spend time here.
Even if the market is irreversible, she has other options.
But she understood that such a struggle was no longer necessary, because what stood before her was an insurmountable mountain, at least for the time being.
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In Youjia Supermarket, Zhou Wenjing was holding Xiao Ni and watching TV. Her eyes were full of love and she never left Li Siwen.
"Mom, isn't one million a lot of money?" Xiao Ni pouted.
"Yeah, a lot." Zhou Wenjing nodded. She had never seen so much money in her life, and had never even thought about it in her dreams. But she didn't feel bad because she knew Li Siwen was doing good things, and she felt for this man from the bottom of her heart.
Feel proud.
"Mom, how many million dollars do you have?" Xiao Ni asked curiously.
"Mom will be like dad in the future, earn many, many million dollars, and then take Xiaoni to do good things together." Zhou Wenjing laughed.
"Well, Xiaoni follows her mother to do good things."
At the same time, in the square, the applause continued for a long time. Lu Shaofeng, who was sitting in the front row, was so angry that he almost blocked his ears: "Damn, he took all the limelight today."
"If we could donate one million, we would be in the limelight, but who would be willing to give it up? This guy is a lunatic." Lu Ming couldn't help but curse.
"Regardless of whether he is a madman or a fool, it is impossible to show off in front of me. I will make him look good in a while." Lu Shaofeng gritted his teeth and said.