Wei Qingfan and Li Wanyi came to the company together. Along the way, they met people who had just arrived, clocked in, or poured water. Naturally, they all said hello. Then they also greeted Li Wanyi with a smile. Because they didn't know how to call them, most of them smiled.
Nod your head to show goodwill.
When Wei Qingfan saw the band-aid on his face, his expression was a bit strange. Some people pretended not to notice, while others who were more familiar with it asked boldly to express concern.
Wei Qingfan smiled as usual: "It's okay, I got caught while teasing the dog..."
"Then you have to be careful..."
"Get an injection."
"I've had the fight. It's fine. I'll be fine in two days."
Wei Qingfan walked towards his office with a smile. Li Wanyi followed him, grinding her teeth secretly. After he entered the office, she closed the door and reached out to pinch him: "Who do you think is a dog?"
"Otherwise I can't say I was beaten by you, right?"
Wei Qingfan looked at her helplessly and aggrievedly, "My handsome and handsome face has been disfigured by you, and you still have the nerve to lose your temper with me..."
Li Wanyi's punch was very painful, but originally it wasn't too painful. However, like Li Miaoyu, she had nails. When the punch came, her thumb nail touched the base of Wei Qingfan's nose.
The skin was scratched, there was some blood, and it was a little red and swollen.
It was not necessary to put a band-aid on a skin injury of this level, and Wei Qingfan didn't care. But when he got the opportunity, he naturally had to show the wound carefully.
And we need to stay together for a while, so that we can more confidently enjoy the tenderness of our two daughters-in-law, especially Li Wanyi.
Sure enough, when Li Wanyi heard what he said, especially when she saw the dog-skin plaster-like Band-Aid on his face, her anger and arrogance immediately disappeared. She curled her lips and muttered dissatisfied: "That can't be said to be a dog.
ah!"
"It was said casually, and no one knew it was you."
Wei Qingfan chuckled, leaned into her ear and said, "And I also like my senior sister to be my dog..."
Li Wanyi's face turned red, she pushed away the disgusting face that came towards him, gritted her teeth and said, "Your face doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"
Wei Qingfan curled his lips and refused to share her knowledge. He walked to the desk and sat down, asking, "Are you going to find a workstation, or are you going to stay here with me?"
"I'm going to Qingchan."
“Where’s the water purifier?”
"I don't know where it is. Let's go look for it together at noon."
"OK."
Li Wanyi left with her laptop in her arms. Wei Qingfan dealt with his chores as usual, and then handed the lottery ticket to Wei Qingchan and asked her to collect the prize for him.
Li Wanyi went with her, and Li Miaoyu, who had gotten the news out of nowhere, also joined in the fun. So at noon, Wei Qingfan was the only one left to eat.
It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when he saw Li Wanyi again. The lottery tickets had been redeemed. According to the previous discussion, the 20 million grand prize after tax deduction would be donated to Project Hope for publicity, and another "small prize" tax
The remaining 7.61 million will be divided between the two of them.
Li Wanyi came to inform Wei Qingfan of the latest results and gave Wei Qingchan a fraction of 61. Wei Qingchan was going to give a fraction of 16,000 to Wei Qinghan and Li Wanyun's two younger brothers and sisters who were going to college.
Purchase something.
Wei Qingfan blinked after hearing what she said, "Where's mine?"
"Miaomiao and I are yours."
"I co-wrote my 35 million grand prize, and in the end I received a donation certificate, right?"
"I also want to express my gratitude to my girlfriend, sister, brother, and sister-in-law."
"I'm so happy!"
"That is!"
Wei Qingfan leaned on the back of the chair and turned around, stretched out his long legs, pointed with his finger, "Knock on your legs, uncle!"
"It's better if I kick you in the face!"
Li Wanyi was wearing cropped pants and raised her foot as if to kick him.
"You just take money but don't provide services?"
Wei Qingfan curled his lips and asked again: "Have you contacted Project Hope?"
"Yes, I contacted the marketing department."
"When will you donate?"
"They will come soon..."
"Tsk, tsk, it's so efficient."
Project Hope is worthy of being a national project, and it is very efficient. After Wei Qingfan held a small meeting, a manager came with people to accept donations, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.
After Wei Qingfan got the donation certificate, he took a look at the public opinion on the Internet. Since it was posted last night, there have been negative public opinions, and naturally there are more today.
If a person who was not short of money won a big prize and distributed it, he would naturally be criticized. Wei Qingfan even saw a few "public intellectuals" who had some impressions participating in the discussion.
"The poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer. This is the biggest reason for everyone's dissatisfaction. Moreover, even for such a grand prize, the tax is only 20%. For such rich people, it is not even a drop in the bucket... so
Our nation has no hope and future... In the final analysis, this is still a problem of the system!"
A very popular person in Kochi expressed his opinion on this. Due to the character limit on Weibo, he posted several Weibo posts in a row before explaining his logic and conclusions clearly, and gained a lot of popularity.
Everyone denounced this current situation in the comments, expressed their disdain, and yearned for the beautiful system outside the wall.
Wei Qingfan naturally became the representative of "meat-eaters".
Naturally, many people hold different opinions, because to put it into perspective, this is a fan winning a lottery ticket... Wei Qingfan's status as a "prophet" has therefore gained more recognition.
However, everyone has already raised their intentions to the future of the nation through a lottery, so naturally not many people dare to make such remarks.
After a discussion between Wei Qingfan and Lin Ting, without further delay, Wei Qingfan posted the tax payment and donation certificates and photos on Weibo before leaving get off work.
The comments on his Weibo quickly changed. Although the grand prize was still not his, the donation still made everyone feel better, and they all expressed their appreciation for Mr. Wei's generosity.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are still some different voices asking why only 20 million yuan was donated. Some people explained that they had to pay taxes, while others were still dissatisfied because Wei Qingfan did not show the more than 900 million yuan.
Wan's other lottery ticket, I think he has selfish motives.
There was a quarrel on Weibo. Some people thought that Wei Qingfan should donate the more than nine million yuan. Some people thought that this was Wei Qingfan's freedom. Some people thought that the more than nine million yuan may not have been won by Wei Qingfan.
After all, he only issued lottery tickets with a grand prize of 25.53 million, not a grand prize of 952.
The quarrel started and the heat naturally grew. However, the few high-ranking intellectuals who had previously concluded that "the nation has no hope and future" did not continue to express their opinions. Some continued to discuss other issues, and some further discussed the "nation has no future" with others.
Deep down reasons and solutions.
What Wei Qingfan wants is just popularity. Once he has the popularity, he changes his account and gives these traitors a good blow, and then stops paying attention to him. If he has this kind of time, he might as well go hang out with the circles of military fans and see how much they plan to use.
If the J-10 can be replaced by an F22, how should we deal with the approaching aircraft carrier...
Wei Qingfan feels sad every time he sees these discussions, and feels an inexplicable and unspeakable sense of pride.
In terms of the overall public opinion environment, we are still in what some people call the honeymoon period of China and Ugliness, but there is still a group of people who have never given up their guard against the other side, no matter how far behind they are, no matter how unfavorable they are.
Never gave up defense or resistance.
And the same people, there is another group of people, working hard in obscurity during this period...
"The J-20's first flight should be soon, right?"
Wei Qingfan couldn't remember the exact date, but he vaguely remembered it would be soon.
After get off work, he quickly put all this behind him and went home to live his own life.
Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu seemed to feel that what happened in the morning affected their image too much. When they got home in the evening, they were obviously a bit reserved, neither noisy, lively nor coquettish. Especially Li Miaoyu, it was like he was back in high school all of a sudden.
, it became the cool and refined look it had at that time.
While eating, Wei Qingfan asked a little funny: "What are you two doing?"
"Nothing to do."
Li Miaoyu finished eating the food in his mouth before speaking.
Li Wanyi did the same and continued: "Isn't it good?"
"You shouldn't be short-handed, and you are most prepared to use your best image for me to appreciate it, right?"
"You think beautifully!"
Li Miaoyu still couldn't hold it back and rolled her eyes at him, "Senior sister and I are like this. We are beautiful, elegant, quiet and well-behaved..."
Wei Qingfan said a little funny: "Describe yourself, don't drag Wanwan along."
Li Wanyi stared at him and said, "What do you mean?"
Li Miaoyu said: "That's right! Isn't the senior sister beautiful and temperamental?"
"Don't stir up trouble!"
Wei Qingfan rolled his eyes, and then explained to Li Wanyi: "What I mean is that the kind of quiet and well-behaved person Miaomiao mentioned is not to agree with your senior sister... You think about it, you are Yi's father!"
Li Wanyi said angrily: "Then you call me 'Dad'!"
"Look, with your aura, you can't be as obedient as Wen Jing..."
Wei Qingfan said halfway, looking at the chopsticks in front of him, he changed his tone wisely and said: "Of course, you also have a quiet and well-behaved side, but everyone's understanding of you is too one-sided and narrow...
"
"Who are you all?"
"My sister!"
Wei Qingfan sold his sister without any burden, "Otherwise I wouldn't have such a narrow understanding and impression... Of course, I have corrected it long ago..."
Seeing Li Wanyi put the chopsticks back, Wei Qingfan sighed again, "I mean, you two can be more casual, there is no need to hold it like this."
"No."
Li Miaoyu refused to admit it, "My senior sister and I have always been like this... we don't fight like crazy all day long..."
"That's right!"
The two reached an agreement. Seeing that Wei Qingfan still wanted to talk, Li Wanyi said angrily: "You will feel uncomfortable if you don't provoke us to quarrel, right?"
"……Have a meal!"
Wei Qingfan shut up. Frankly speaking, he was really looking forward to the two of them having a fight like they did in the morning. It would be best if he could join in, but this didn't seem to be a long-term way to get along.
Relatively speaking, he was more curious about how Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu got along in private... It felt like they didn't get along for a long time, but they looked very skilled when they fought in the morning...
After eating, the three of them went for a walk together. Li Miaoyu received a call from his mother, and Wei Qingfan ran over to say a few words; Li Wanyi received a call from her sister, and Wei Qingfan went over to answer a few more words.
sentence.
The college entrance examination scores will be out tomorrow. Li Wanyun already has a clear idea about her university aspirations. She wants to study medicine. Li Wanyi has discussed it with Wei Qingfan, and both of them have expressed support.
Wei Qinghan is still in a state of indifference. His requirement for college is to be with his girlfriend, preferably in the same school, secondly in the same city, and of course it would be better to go to the capital.