"I passed by the city gate a few days ago and saw refugees under the city wall. It made me lament this hell-like world."
Cai Ying pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears: "Whenever I dream back at midnight, I always think that this world has left so many ordinary people without enough food and clothing, not to mention that it is winter now, and their lives are...
It’s even more sad. As the president of the Yongzhou Chamber of Commerce, I can’t sit idly by and watch.”
Cai Ying made a look of heartache.
The group of small traders who had been relying on Cai Yingcai to do business in Yongzhou were complimenting Cai Ying, and praised him as a living Buddha who was compassionate to heaven and humans and rescued those who were suffering.
Those present who knew what Cai Ying was all showed contempt, but they had to continue to see what Cai Ying was doing.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heightened, Cai Ying looked full of loyalty and began to talk about her real purpose: "In order to do something for these miserable people of Yongzhou, as the president of the Chamber of Commerce, I, Cai Ying, call on you, let's work together
Donate a little, at least it won’t make the people feel cold.”
Looking at his high-sounding appearance, Chen Jinjun sneered.
Her voice was not too soft. Not only Huo Tingyu, but also many businessmen around looked over.
"What are you laughing at?" Huo Tingyu looked at him curiously.
"What do you think of his idea?" Chen Jinjun asked him.
"It's good. Refugees have always been a big problem. Most of them are young, old, women and children. Yongzhou City is not a nursing home. I don't want them to enter Yongzhou anymore."
There was intolerance in Huo Tingyu's eyes. Why didn't he, like what the sages said in his poem, "protect the world's poor men and make them look happy"?
But Yongzhou does not have this strength. All he can do is to protect the current Yongzhou from being able to go through this troubled world safely for a while.
Chen Jinjun did not miss the deep disappointment in Huo Tingyu's eyes.
Perhaps he, the commander-in-chief, does not understand the intrigues in shopping malls and official circles, nor the fancy thoughts of those parasites under his command, but he is indeed dedicated to the stability of Yongzhou.
It's a pity...
Chen Jinjun turned his head and looked at Cai Ying, who was being praised by everyone, and then looked at Huo Tingyu, who was a little sad.
"Then do you know why I laugh?"
Huo Tingyu shook his head slowly.
"This is a complete scam." Chen Jinjun smiled sarcastically.
"How can you see that?" Huo Tingyu looked at Cai Ying and saw a group of businessmen surrounding him, clamoring for donations. He was confused by Chen Jinjun's statement, "So many people want to donate. For that group of refugees, why not
A good thing?"
Chen Jinjun shook his head: "The doorway here is deep."
Seeing Huo Tingyu's confused look, she raised her hand to call over Nie Shi, who was tasting wine with a group of wine merchants.
"Shopkeeper Nie, you have a loud voice, ask President Cai for me, does everyone have to donate this donation?"
Nie Shi nodded, stood up straight, and said loudly: "President Cai, is this donation mandatory?"
His voice was indeed quite loud. Almost everyone in the hall heard his voice and focused their attention on Cai Ying.
Cai Ying was stunned and looked at Nie Shi. She didn't remember who he was for a moment. When she lowered her head again, she found Chen Jinjun staring at him.
He narrowed his eyes and grinned: "It's not that we have to donate, it's just... this is also a little bit of everyone's feelings for the refugees. If you don't donate, you won't feel guilty. Are you right, Chen Dongjia?"
Chen Jinjun raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Cai Ying was not stupid and knew how to put people down with such words.
She said slowly: "I'm really sorry. If you want to do business in Yongzhou, you still have to rely on Chairman Cai, a refugee? How can a refugee compare with Chairman Cai's personal enrichment?"
After saying that, she picked up the cup and took a sip, looking at Cai Ying sarcastically.
Huo Tingyu only felt a headache. The group of people were playing riddles again, but he could still understand the meaning of Chen Jinjun's words and turned his questioning eyes to Cai Ying.
Cai Ying was stared at by Huo Tingyu and felt a little hairy, but he had to defend himself clearly at this moment, and then the author Chen Jinjun had to pay for it.
"Where are you talking about Mr. Chen's family?" Cai Ying shook her fat head and big ears and talked eloquently, "Look at how many people have donated. Even if I, Cai Ying, love gold and silver, I can't give up those things for this money.
The lives of the refugees are being ignored, and if Dong Chen’s family thinks those refugees are not worthy of our rescue, don’t let others down.”
When he said this, the group of small traders who had secretly agreed to work together to rob the big bosses of their money began to pretend to show their sympathy.
It seems that as long as you behave lovingly enough, you can inspire others to donate.
"Stop pretending, what percentage of this donation will Cai Ying give you?"
Chen Jinjun crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows as he looked at the group of vendors who were frantically donating money.
How ridiculous.
When Huo Tingyu heard what Chen Jinjun said, he understood what she meant, but he still had some worries in his heart, so he just sat aside and watched quietly.
At this time, Yu Ce nodded to Chen Jinjun from a distance and signaled to her that Xu Fanming had entered the Cai Mansion.
Cai Ying was rightly told by Chen Jinjun, and her face turned red and white: "You are just slandering others. Didn't you expect that the Chen Dong family not only has no sympathy, but also does not allow others to have it?"
Chen Jinjun made a sound and turned his head to look at Huo Tingyu with disdain.
A pair of deep eyes seemed to be telling Huo Tingyu, look, this is your good subordinate.
Huo Tingyu's face felt a little hot, whether from irritation or embarrassment.
"I didn't say I won't donate, I just don't feel comfortable donating the hard-earned money from my shopkeepers to Chairman Cai." Chen Jinjun raised his chin and looked at the group of people with a smile.
Hu Yuan looked at Chen Jinjun through the crowd and took a sip.
"Young widow, if you keep your mouth shut, sooner or later I will..."
He said viciously, not noticing that Lei Yishan next to him gave him a meaningful look.
At this moment, Cai Ying was licking her back molars and looking at Chen Jinjun warningly: "Then according to Dong Chen's family, who should be donated to?"
In fact, many people here know the true nature of this fundraiser, but they dare not make it public due to their status as the president of the Cai Ying Chamber of Commerce.
If Cai Ying is offended, business in Yongzhou will be difficult.
Chen Jinjun had already expected what he said.
"To tell you the truth, when I was in the capital, I liked to listen to some operas and music. But after I came to Yongzhou, I always thought about the big theater in the capital."
Huo Tingyu frowned. He checked Chen Jinjun and found that she rarely went to the theater in the capital. She only went there a few times to discuss business.
Yu Ce tried hard to hold back his laughter. He had known since he was a child that what bothered the master of the Chen family the most was listening to opera, especially when he was forced to listen to excerpts from the opera when he went to the palace for a banquet.
"So, I am here to ask Marshal Huo for something."
She looked at Huo Tingyu.
Huo Tingyu nodded and motioned for her to continue.
"Give me a piece of land in the city, and I will pay to build a Beijing-style theater. The workers will use that group of refugees. They will earn money from me through their labor, and then they will settle down in Yongzhou City."
Huo Tingyu looked at her dark and shiny eyes and nodded dullly: "Okay."
Chen Jinjun turned to look at Cai Ying again: "Just like this... President Cai has no money to make money..."
Cai Ying was furious, but Chen Jinjun skipped this step.
When he thought of the huge amount of money Chen Jinjun spent to build the theater, he could not help but feel resentment in his heart.
It's just that... he wants to taste Chen Jinjun more than the money.
Although she is a widow, she has not consummated her bridal chamber, right?