In May, the clouds are gathering.

The grass and trees in the yard were blown sideways by the strong wind, the leaves in the potted plants were rustling, and Lu Fei was sitting on the balcony.

The computer on the table displays the warehouse classification list.

There are medical supplies, as well as tents, raincoats, mattresses, milk, milk powder, instant noodles, mineral water and other daily necessities.

"It's going to rain, go inside."

Gao Yuanyuan walked up to him and saw him staring blankly at the ravaged lawn, "It's good to have a gust of wind and rain. It's been so boring these days."

"Yeah, it's unbearably boring."

Lu Fei came back to his senses and responded.

"What's wrong with you lately? You're always in low spirits and sighing. You're also listless when you go out to play with your eldest brother and sister-in-law's family on May Day. What's wrong?" Gao Yuanyuan asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Or is something wrong?"

"It's just that spring is gone and May is here. It's a bit sad for spring and sad for autumn." Lu Fei closed the laptop, shook his head and laughed.

"If you're not happy, then eat something sweet."

Gao Yuanyuan pouted, grabbed his arm, pulled him into the living room, unwrapped the chocolate and fed it to him.

Lu Fei opened his mouth, absent-mindedly.

"In the list of Olympic torchbearers released this time, I, Sister Zeng Li, Sister Hai Lu, and Jing Tian were all selected. It's a pity for Mimi and Shishi. It is said that they were eliminated in the final round."

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head and laughed: "I cried at first, but as soon as the first-day and first-week box office of "Search" came out, these two girls forgot about it in the blink of an eye, but it was more than 56 million in 7 days. It was completely

I’m rushing to break 100 million.”

"Um, oh."

Lu Fei was chewing chocolate, sometimes looking at the TV, sometimes at his mobile phone, when he suddenly saw ripples on the water in the cup.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Yuanyuan followed his eyes and realized something was wrong, feeling a faint vibration.

"Maybe it was an earthquake."

Lu Fei stood up immediately.

"ah???"

Gao Yuanyuan didn't react for a while.

I heard thunder and lightning outside the house, and rain fell heavily.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of rain became a roar, the sky seemed to be cracked with countless holes, and the heavy rain formed a waterfall, pouring down towards the earth.

"At 2:28 this afternoon, an earthquake measuring 8 on the Richter scale (later changed to 8 on the Richter scale) occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan and Chongqing..."

"One and a half days after the earthquake, the command headquarters made careful decisions and selected 15 experienced airborne troops out of 100 airborne troops to carry out parachute operations. Without ground guidance, ground markings, and meteorological data,

Perform a 5,000-meter blind jump..."

Relevant news is being played on the LCD TV.

"Hedong, transport the concentrated materials to the storage center closest to Sichuan and Chongqing first, and send them in as soon as transportation resumes."

Lu Fei has been staying in the company for the past two days, doing mobilization meetings, allocating supplies, setting up a rescue support team, and organizing a supply transport convoy. He is just going home now.

"Yes, yes, special delivery by car. We must give full play to the advantages of Zhongtong's independent logistics and distribution. The entire front line is under your command."

He was pacing back and forth with dark circles under his eyes.

"Mr. Lu, I want to go with the brothers in the rescue convoy." Liu Edong asked for instructions without hesitation.

"Are you going to Sichuan and Chongqing?"

"Since you are a front-line commander, you must go to the front line. The problems there are complicated and cannot be explained clearly on the phone. Moreover, the communication is sometimes not working well. It is better to dispatch on the spot."

"Have you really thought about it?"

"I have thought about it, and now I have only one idea in my mind: to continuously send supplies to Sichuan and Chongqing for saturation rescue!"

"Okay, but you and the rescue team should not go into Sichuan alone. Go to the mountain city first. Huawei will also send people to repair the communications immediately. If you join them and enter Sichuan together, you will be more or less taken care of." Lu Fei repeatedly warned, "Be careful in everything.

, be especially careful of aftershocks, and put personal safety first..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen! Even if something happens in the middle, I believe we will be able to overcome it." Liu Edong vowed, "I will immediately load the convoy with supplies and hit the road."

"Even if the materials are not enough, we will transfer them from Jingdong's nearby warehouse and donate all the materials needed in the warehouse without reporting. I have given permission! It will be the same in the future!"

Lu Fei put his hands on his hips, "Whenever a disaster occurs anywhere in the future, just do this and keep it as an ironclad rule!"

"A Fei, let's eat something first."

Gao Yuanyuan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles in her hand. Her eyes were red and her face was full of tears. She obviously cried a lot.

Lu Fei mixed the sauce with the noodles, and Gao Yuanyuan put ingredients into his bowl and said: "My sister-in-law's foundation has also organized a rescue team. Han Hong personally led the team, and Wu Jing signed up. I originally wanted to go."

, I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to help, but would cause trouble to others, so I thought about it and let it go.”

"Otherwise..."

Lu Fei had planned everything long ago. In the name of Gao Yuanyuan, Zeng Li and others, he allocated part of the daily necessities and medical supplies stored in warehouses in northern Hubei, southern Henan, northern Shaanxi and southern Hunan to the Ruoran Angel Foundation.

, pick it up when you arrive, and transport it to the nearest location.

"Really? This is good!"

Gao Yuanyuan was surprised and happy, "But why did you stock up so many disaster relief materials in the warehouse?"

"Hey, I was planning to use these to aid Africa."

Lu Fei told the excuse he had thought up. The reason why he wanted to use the name of Gao Yuanyuan and the foundation was to keep a low profile and not want people to notice anything strange. Secondly, he did not want certain institutions to have a hand in it.

He has not forgotten about MM Guo and the moldy materials.

"Then consider it within the Han and Tang dynasties."

Gao Yuanyuan rarely showed a smile, "Mother Yang just called me. There will be a charity party on the 18th to organize donations. There are individuals and companies asking if you can participate?"

"Of course! How much do you plan to donate?"

"Well, I have discussed it with Sister Lifang and the others. Although the film production, Hantang Plaza and theater chain follow-up require money, I can still come up with 20 million if I want to get it. The worst case scenario is that I will donate the entire box office share of "Search"

,What about you, A Fei?"

"This number."

Lu Fei leaned forward and whispered a number.

"How much, how much?"

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "Really that many?"

"How can it be fake?"

Lu Fei said firmly: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Gao Yuanyuan looked left and right, her eyes shining, and she suddenly stood up, leaned forward, and kissed him:

"Eat the noodles quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

……………

The charity gala on the 18th is called "Love Dedication".

There are many charities like this that raise money for major disasters in Lu Fei's memory, such as the 1991 flood in East China. Not to mention the mainland, the entire entertainment industry in Hong Kong mobilized for charity disaster relief.

One hundred actors even co-produced a movie called "The Banquet of the Rich", where the four kings and the new and old kings of comedy gathered together.

This time it is even worse. Hong Kong and Taiwan are donating money, and overseas are also donating money and materials. The whole country of Pakistan Railway has donated all the tents.

Even Mozambique, a small African country with a per capita GDP of less than US$200, donated 40,000 US dollars.

If your family donates too little, you may get angry online.

At this time, nearly a thousand outstanding representatives from all walks of life gathered in Yangma's studio, most of them celebrities and bosses of large companies.

Before the show started, there was a minute's silence.

The host Zhu Jun burst into tears and introduced the disaster relief work ahead and the casualties to the guests present.

When it comes to emotional parts, people in the audience shed tears more or less.

Each and every one of them excitedly held red signs for donations above their heads. Most of them were state-owned enterprises, but there were also a few foreign companies and joint ventures. The signs often showed donation figures in the millions or even tens of millions.

Like Shanda, Baidu, Sogou, NetEase, New Wolf...

Following the trend, Ali donated 10 million, but the strange thing is that among Internet companies, even Meituan donated this amount, but Feigou and Penguin were not seen.

Obviously, donate more.

“Did we donate less?”

Cai Chongxin tilted his head and lowered his voice.

"When doing charity, we should act according to our ability. We should bear the responsibility according to our ability. Besides, we are not low. Didn't you see that Vanke only donated 2 million? If we want to scold you, Wang Shi will take the responsibility for us."

Lu Yun waved his hand, "Our life is not easy now. The budget of 619 has been cut by two-thirds."
To be continued...