Such a number cannot be considered small in the entire fundraising scene, but it is definitely not too much. The most important thing is that with the foundation of Sifang Industrial, even one million is no problem, let alone 300,000.
After all, the Linxian County Tractor Factory was swallowed up by Sifang Industrial, and Sifang Industrial earned at least three to four million from this annexation alone. Under such circumstances, you can only donate 300,000 yuan. Excuse me?
Also, this is not to mention that all the water pumps you collected a few days ago have been sold. The price of the water pumps alone is more than this, right?
Yes, fundraising is voluntary, but in this voluntary process, shouldn’t you also have a minimum bottom line?
Yang Shoucheng's expression remained the same as before, but he was filled with contempt in his heart.
Shen Ziliang, Shen Ziliang, how can you compare with Zhao Shanhe? You are not even qualified to carry someone's shoes!
There were others who were also in a commotion.
"What, Sifang Industrial just donated 300,000 yuan? Isn't that a bit small?"
"Normally, for a miser like Sifang Industrial, it would be pretty good if they could come up with 300,000 yuan. Otherwise, they won't take a penny."
"I'm really speechless!"
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Listening to these discussions, Shen Ziliang smiled indifferently. Whatever you say, does it matter to me? It doesn't matter at all. I can't talk to you.
As long as I can serve the people at the top well, you are nothing.
"Three hundred thousand?" Who would have thought that at this moment, there happened to be a person with a bad temper. Facing Shen Ziliang's donation, he said sarcastically, "Mr. Shen, you businessmen from all over the world who have great undertakings will only donate three hundred thousand." It seems a little short, right?”
"This is not in line with your status at all."
"few?"
Shen Ziliang smiled lightly and said unmoved: "How do you say this? Don't you say that donation is not voluntary? Let alone 300,000 yuan, I can just donate 30 yuan."
"you!"
"Besides, who said our Sifang Industrial donation was too small? If it is really said that our donation was too small, why didn't you ask Shanqiu Food in Zhenghe County? I took a look just now and they seemed to have only donated 200,000! "
After Shen Ziliang interrupted the questioner, he looked at Li Qiuya with contempt and said sarcastically: "What? Is it because the donation was too small that Zhao Shanhe was too embarrassed to come? He just sent his daughter-in-law here. ?”
"It seems that this Zhao Shanhe still has some sense of shame. At least he knows that it is disgraceful."
Li Qiuya, who was sitting, really didn't expect that bad things could happen to her just by sitting properly.
However, after seeing that the person causing trouble was Shen Ziliang, Li Qiuya felt like a mirror.
Only Shen Ziliang can do this kind of thing. Hetu Manufacturing severely intercepted Hu Sifang Industrial and took over Jiuquan Hardware. There was a feud between the two.
But if there is a holiday again, you won’t be able to cause trouble for us on such occasions, right?
"What I'm saying is that no matter what Sifang Industrial said, it still donated 300,000 yuan! Isn't it more than the 200,000 yuan from Shanqiu Food?"
"We have all heard about the sales volume of Shanqiu Food. You make so much money every month, but now you only spend 200,000. This doesn't seem to make sense."
"No wonder I didn't see Zhao Shanhe today. If I were Zhao Shanhe, I wouldn't have the nerve to come here."
Following Shen Ziliang's ridicule, those businessmen who had a good relationship with him began to agree with him.
Everyone's words were highly aggressive, and their looks were provocative.
"That's unreasonable!"
Li Qiuya was still sitting quietly, but Cai Qian who followed her was angry.
"Please calm down."
Just when Cai Qian was about to retort, Yang Shoucheng gave him a cold look and said coldly: "Donations are voluntary and no one can force anyone."
"Mayor Yang, you can't say that."
Who wants to hear Yang Shoucheng say this? Shen Ziliang did not mean to settle the matter, but continued to provoke: "The donation is indeed voluntary, but at least it has to be decent, right?"
"Shanqiu Food's Yile chewing gum has sold like crazy. It is obvious to all of us how much money Zhao Shanhe makes."
"Also, the non-ferrous metal solder manufactured by Hetu is also very popular. What Zhao Shanhe is most in need of now is money, but why is he unwilling to donate it?"
"You have to know that one side is in trouble and all parties are supporting it. The people in Jiangsu Province are now displaced and are in dire straits. But any businessman with a sense of justice should lend a helping hand, right?"
Shen Ziliang paused, looked around the venue, and continued with secret pride: "Zhao Shanhe is making people's money, but he does such a thing that hurts people's feelings. This is too unreasonable, isn't it authentic!"
"I think what Mr. Shen said makes sense."
"Our factory is about to close down, but we still donated 200,000 yuan. Isn't Zhao Shanhe extremely selfish?"
"We want to crack down on these black-hearted businessmen!"
Amidst the support of several businessmen, Huang Fangjun, the director of the city tractor factory, also coughed twice and said angrily: "Mayor Yang, I think Mr. Shen is right."
"This matter, can't we just target Mr. Shen and ignore Zhao Shanhe? There is no such reason in the world. Either don't donate, or you must donate to be fair."
Damn old thief!
The moment Huang Fangjun jumped out, Yang Shoucheng felt a surge of anger in his heart, and his eyes looked over with an undisguised coldness.
To be honest, Yang Shoucheng understood that Shen Ziliang would target Zhao Shanhe like this. After all, Sifang Industrial's good deeds were disrupted by Zhao Shanhe, and the two had conflicts.
But what are you, Huang Fangjun, doing out here?
Are you just so eager to act as Shen Zhong’s lackey?
Don't forget your identity. You are the director of the city's tractor factory. You are from Handong City, not just a lackey raised by Shen Ziliang.
You have the time to cry out here, so why not put the tractor factory in order? Why don't you look at how much a factory has been ruined by you, and you still have the nerve to talk nonsense here!
No matter what you do, you will be the first to disrupt the situation.
"Donations must be made according to one's ability. I have made it very clear before that this donation is completely voluntary and the city will never force anyone, so you should not dwell on this matter here."
Yang Shoucheng said calmly.
"Mayor Yang, this is not a dilemma, but a moral issue."
Shen Ziliang smiled slightly, not wanting to give up at all. Instead, he looked a bit unreasonable.
He looked at Li Qiuya and continued to sneer: "We can understand that the units in need donate less, but we cannot accept it. Obviously a rich person pretends to be poor and does such a shameless thing!
"
"This is a mockery of society and grinding the people's IQ to the ground. We must resolutely resist this ugly phenomenon!"
"That is, don't treat the people as fools!"
"Resolutely fight against this ugly phenomenon!"
"You're right, we need to strike!"
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The scene instantly became noisy.
Yang Shoucheng's face turned cold when he saw this scene.
Huang Fangjun smiled proudly.
The anger in Cai Qian's heart could no longer be controlled. Just when he was about to burst out, Li Qiuya slowly stood up from the chair.