"Why did Ao Li sell his master?"

Ning Zhao asked with some confusion: "He works at the Charity Federation for a living. If the master falls and pulls out the carrots and brings out the mud, he will also be implicated."

"It's very simple."

"First, Ao Li's only son died in a car accident a few years ago, leaving him with a grandson who is nine years old and is in the third grade of Liujiamiao Primary School."

"Second, Guo Tianxiong is greedy and stingy and will not let others get involved in his interests, so Ao Li has not received any benefits from Guo Tianxiong."

Lin Feng said calmly: "When Ao Li's grandson came home from school today, he brought back a new schoolbag filled with banknotes."

"The boss is the boss."

Ning Zhao understood it after thinking about it for a moment, and praised: "Using Ao Li's grandson to threaten him, and then giving him a sum of money to induce him, made Ao Li scared and happy at the same time. This is a very clever move."

"Nothing, the next thing is to think about how to deal with Guo Weiwei."

Lin Feng put down the duck stand, rubbed his fingers on the wet wipes and said: "In order to get the account books, he must personally admit the activities done by the Charity Federation."

"After all, it's more than 30 billion."

Ning Zhao felt that this matter was not that easy.

"The revelation of the transfer of charity funds from the Charity Federation will definitely make the central government furious. Even if the father and son have 300 heads, they won't be able to chop them off."

Ning Zhao pondered and said: "So they will definitely keep the account books and will not admit it even if they are beaten to death."

"This anchor is owned by Wulan Media, right?"

At this time, Lin Feng took out his mobile phone and opened a live broadcast software.

On the screen, a pure-looking little beauty was broadcasting live, wearing a low-cut top that exposed her bottomless ravine.

"Thank you Viagra for the big yacht. I love you!"

Suddenly a wave suddenly appeared on the screen, and a yacht dominated the screen.

A gift worth nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, a luxury yacht appeared.

Viewers in this live broadcast room all know that the big brother on the list, Viagra, is here.

Suddenly the barrage started to boil.

"It's owned by Wulan Media."

Ning Zhao looked at the phone screen and nodded and said: "Her stage name is Xiaowandan, and the Viagra in her live broadcast has paid her tens of millions in recent times."

"That's Guo Weiwei."

Lin Feng took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth and spit it out.

"Boss, you don't want Xiao Wandan to rape Guo Weiwei, do you?"

Ning Zhao immediately understood what Lin Feng meant.

"Exactly."

Lin Feng nodded and said.

"That won't work."

Ning Zhao quickly shook his head and refused: "The anchor is also an artist, and she does not sell herself. How can she be allowed to do such a thing?"

"Ah."

Lin Feng chuckled and said: "Whether it's performing arts or selling one's body, they are all professions. There is no high or low, only more money or less."

He stretched his body backwards and leaned back on the chair and continued: "If Guo Tianxiong and his son are allowed to continue to control the Charity Federation, those who need help will never have a chance to get help."

"this."

Ning Zhao hesitated for a moment.

Indeed, Lin Feng is right.

From what Ao Li said just now, we can see that the Guo family and his son are simply crazy and extremely greedy.

The China Charity Federation has completely become a tool for them to make money.

If such people are not punished, then this country will be doomed!

"Okay, I'll arrange for Xiao Marudan to come to the capital."

Ning Zhao said dejectedly.

"She will appreciate you."

Lin Feng stood up and walked over, patted Ning Zhao on the shoulder and said: "Sacrifice your appearance once in exchange for a lifetime of glory and wealth. There is no more worthwhile transaction than this."

"Can I make a request?"

Ning Zhao weakly raised his hand and said.

"tell me the story."

Lin Feng asked.

"Can you introduce me to Miss Miao?"

Ning Zhao's face turned a little red.

"What? Are you attracted to Miao Qing?"

Lin Feng was slightly startled, then looked at Ning Zhao with a smile.

Ning Zhao's face turned redder and he nodded.

"If you like it, chase it yourself."

Lin Feng's tone suddenly turned cold and he walked straight out.

"Go after it yourself?"

Ning Zhao was startled and lowered his head.

Although he is now successful in his career, he is in charge of a leading company in the industry, and he is respected and has a transcendent status.

But in terms of emotions, he is a person with low self-esteem in his heart.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been cuckolded by my ex-girlfriend.

"It's better to forget about it. What's the point of falling in love?"

Ning Zhao gave a forced smile, suddenly looked sharp, stood up and walked out.

Go directly to the entrance of the small courtyard where Miao Qing lives.

At this time, Miao Qing was resting, with a towel around her neck and had just taken a sip of water.

I felt someone coming to the door of the courtyard and looked over.

"Hello!"

Ning Zhao waved his hands to Miao Qing and introduced himself shyly: "I am Ning Zhao, Lin Feng's roommate, CEO of Wulan Media."

"What's up?"

Miao Qing picked up a towel and wiped her sweat.

At this time, she was only wearing a small sports vest on her upper body, and her graceful curves were undoubtedly exposed.

"It's okay, I just came to get to know you."

Ning Zhao grabbed his clothes, his palms were full of sweat, and said: "After all, we are all working under Lin Feng."

"oh."

Miao Qing responded lightly and had no intention of continuing the conversation with Ning Zhao.

"Okay, good night."

Seeing Miao Qing's reaction, Ning Zhao felt disappointed, said goodbye Zhiqu, and turned around to leave angrily.

"Wait a moment."

Miao Qing suddenly stopped Ning Zhao.

"Ah! I'm not leaving."

Ning Zhao was ecstatic, and quickly turned back, looking at Ning Zhao with a red face.

"How is your martial arts?"

Miao Qing asked: "Can you help me break down a few tricks?"

"Ok, Ok!"

Ning Zhao nodded excitedly and said.

It doesn't matter whether he knows martial arts or not, as long as he can spend some time with Miao Qing.

"Trouble!"

Miao Qing stood up and cupped her fists: "Please!"
To be continued...