"Director Zhao Shanhe's first donation was 2 million, and his second donation was 500,000! This money was donated through Zhenghe County!"
"The third donation is today, 1.2 million."
"The total amount of these three sums is 3.7 million!"
Yang Shoucheng scanned the audience, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Ziliang, and asked calmly: "Now tell me, this honor of a great philanthropist should not be awarded to Zhao Shanhe, but to whom should it be awarded?"
"I!"
Shen Ziliang now really feels like a mute who cannot explain the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.
What am I picturing?
I just want to ridicule Zhao Shanhe, why Zhao Shanhe is like a hedgehog, I can't touch it, but when I touch it, it becomes like this, pricking me all over, it's terrible to see.
You said you didn't want this honor, so you just donated the money, but Huang Fangjun still fought for this honor for me. I didn't win this fight, but it helped Zhao Shanhe. Aren't I making a wedding dress for him?
What am I drawing?
Huang Fangjun was also confused.
Can this still happen?
Is Zhao Shanhe crazy? He took 3.7 million in cash and donated it all like this? Doesn't he know how huge the amount of money is? Donating like this, isn't he afraid that his family will be destroyed?
Also, where did he get so much money?
"Do you think Zhao Shanhe only donated this much? No."
"I can tell you responsibly that as soon as the flood broke out, Zhao Shanhe sent 6,000 water pumps from Jiuquan Hardware's inventory to Jiangsu Province."
"That's not all, he even donated the newly developed Whale Swallowing Water Pump manufactured by Hetu. Do you know how much three thousand Whale Swallowing Water Pumps cost?"
Speaking of this, Yang Shoucheng deliberately glanced at Shen Ziliang: "Based on the unit price of three hundred water pumps sold by a certain company to Jiangsu Province, these three thousand water pumps alone are worth nine hundred thousand!"
"Including the 6,000 water pumps in stock and the relief materials donated by Zhao Shanhe, these bits and pieces are added up, and Zhao Shanhe has donated more than 5 million to Jiangsu Province's flood relief!"
Yang Shoucheng was a little excited.
"Even if Shanhe Manufacturing and Shanqiu Food can make money, how much can they make? After all, these two are only county-level enterprises, but in the face of the disaster, Zhao Shanhe donated all the money without reservation."
"As far as I know, Zhao Shanhe has advanced the factory's orders in advance. What does this mean? It means that Zhao Shanhe didn't think much about anything else. Even if he advanced the money, he would donate it to the disaster area."
"Don't we think that such a person should be awarded the honor of a great philanthropist? If he doesn't deserve it, who else deserves it?"
The entire business hall suddenly fell into silence.
Now everyone knew how great Zhao Shanhe was, and no one expected that Zhao Shanhe, who had always been very low-key, would be so unreserved in his charity work.
Even a hostile person like Huang Fangjun was convinced now.
Shen Ziliang was also speechless.
What else can you say? What else do you want to do against others? If you stand up and say another word of opposition now, you will become a public enemy and be hated by everyone!
"Mayor Yang, if you say so, Director Zhao deserves the honor of being a great philanthropist. But we also want to know, why doesn't Director Zhao come to receive the award?"
Suddenly someone asked a question.
"That's a good question. I was also very surprised at first, why didn't Zhao Shanhe come to receive the award? After all, this is a great honor that many people can only dream of."
"Later I learned from Comrade Li Qiuya that on the second day after the floods broke out, Zhao Shanhe had personally rushed to the front line of flood relief with relief supplies."
Yang Shoucheng said earnestly: "Comrades, as we are talking here, Comrade Zhao Shanhe may be carrying sandbags on the embankment, rescuing people in the village, or helping to transport the wounded on the road."
"He has donated so much money and materials and has fulfilled his obligations, but he still ignored his personal safety and rushed to the front line of flood relief."
"You said that an entrepreneur like him is not the pride of our Handong City? Shouldn't he be praised in the newspaper? Shouldn't he be honored as a great philanthropist?"
"should!"
"Director Zhao is a pure man, I respect him!"
"In the face of the disaster, he donated five million without blinking an eyelid. Director Zhao deserves the title of a great philanthropist!"
…
Snap!
I don't know who took the lead, and the venue immediately erupted into thunderous applause. Those who had hesitated just now clapped their hands extra hard, as if they were trying to make up for the applause just now.
Everyone started to admire.
Li Qiuya listened to these words of praise and felt happy in her heart, Shanhe, did you hear that? You have won the respect of this group of people, and they all say you are a hero.
This is how the fundraiser came to an end.
"Mr. Li, do you want to stay in the city for two more days? The city is going to hold a commendation meeting for you." Yang Shoucheng asked, looking at Li Qiuya who was already leaving to go back.
"Recognition meeting?"
Li Qiuya shook her head and said with a smile: "Mayor Yang, forget about the praise meeting. I'd better go back. I have a lot of things at home. Why don't we wait until Director Zhao comes back to talk about this?"
Yang Shoucheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "You're right, okay, you can go back early."
"good!"
After watching Li Qiuya get into the car and leave in a hurry, Yang Shoucheng's eyes flashed with admiration.
"They all say that Zhao Shanhe is powerful, but I didn't expect that the woman standing behind him is not simple either."
Yes, after today, the whole Handong City will know her style of Li Qiuya.
…
On the way home, Li Qiuya called Zhao Shanhe's phone and told him everything that had just happened.
Then, she said somewhat cautiously: "Shanhe, will the one million I donate affect the normal operation of our factory?"
"Won't!"
Zhao Shanhe smiled slightly. To be honest, he had no intention of donating the one million. After all, the money was going to be spent in the factory. It made no sense to let Shanqiu Food and Hetu manufacture it just for the sake of donating money.
Trapped in trouble.
If that really happens, donating money will become a burden.
But since an accident happened at the fundraiser, and since Shen Ziliang insisted on asking for trouble and provocation, then he donated it. It was just a matter of tightening his belt, and after a while, it would not affect the normal operation of the factory.
Besides, there was no way he could get there. If he were there, it wouldn't be as simple as donating one million. He would donate directly to the point where Shen Ziliang would vomit blood.
Insensitive, you woman who dares to provoke me, you are nothing but an onion.
You dare to bully Li Qiuya so wantonly when I'm not around. Don't you know that I will only live by Li Qiuya for the rest of my life? Li Qiuya is my enemy. If you dare to touch her, you are declaring war on me.
"Shen Ziliang, okay, I originally didn't want to be acquainted with you, but since you have done this, if I don't say anything and slap you hard on the face, you won't know the pain."
A cold light flashed in Zhao Shanhe's eyes.
"Qiu Ya, please go back first, and be careful on the road."
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Shanhe slowly said a word to Li Xiangyang, who had been waiting beside him.
The moment Li Xiangyang heard this, his expression changed slightly.