"Don't cry, don't cry, you just walked out." Xu Qinglian eagerly comforted Wang Ai who had finished reading the news on her mobile phone.
Wang Ai wiped his tears with his arm and knocked on the driver's seat: "Go to the Department of Veterans Affairs."
Su Shi, who was driving, silently glanced at Xu Qinglian from the rearview mirror and saw Xu Qinglian nodded slightly and turned the steering wheel.
Wang Ai looked down at his phone again, wiping tears while looking at it: "I didn't know the families of the heroes were living so hard. I'm tired of being happy. I'm sorry, I just knew. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have built the stadium.
"
Xu Qinglian took a deep breath and nodded to Kangsi. Kangsi picked up the phone and informed the crew of the airport.
The receptionist was surprised by Wang Ai's sudden visit, especially when he saw the tears in his eyes. They were even more surprised. They couldn't figure out what was wrong with this world-class star and rich man.
Until I heard Wang Ai's intention, especially Wang Ai's request after a brief discussion with his famous wife: "I am ready to donate 3 billion to the Laoshan Martyrs."
Reception specifications go straight to the top!
"The amount of your donation is too large. We can't decide. We have to ask our superiors for instructions." The leader was moved and explained to Wang Ai.
Wang Ai nodded and shook his head: "I don't have any requirements. I'm just too rich, I can earn so much, and I don't have much to spend, but our hero is so poor. I can't bear it. I'm sorry."
Seeing Wang Ai reveal his true feelings, he cried again. Everyone was surprised and moved by it.
Wang Ai sorted out his emotions: "I have only one request. I hope that each martyr who sacrificed his life can receive 100,000 yuan, and each injured martyr can receive 50,000 yuan. Or if you follow the rules, the family members of the martyr who sacrificed his life can receive 100,000 yuan."
I can use my travel expenses to go and have a look every year. I know that the country is in difficulty and there are many places that need money, but I am personally very rich. If I have this wish, I ask the organization and leaders to make it come true for me."
After listening to Wang Ai's request, the leader nodded vigorously: "I'll report it right away!"
Wang Ai sat on the sofa beside him with his head bowed, unable to get rid of his emotions for a long time.
While waiting for instructions, Xu Qinglian explained to the leader in a low voice outside: "He suffered from depression a few days ago, not long after he came out. Today, I told him the news about a certain martyr the year before last on the road, and he collapsed immediately.
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"Then you need to be more cautious."
"No, we don't mean that. He earns a lot every year, but the donation channels are relatively narrow. He doesn't trust some of them, and his superiors don't let him donate too much, for fear of dampening the noble pursuits of ordinary people." Xu Qinglian said with a smile:
"So, his personal income has always been a lot of balance, and he has been thinking about what to do, and today just happened to catch up. Let him spend it, he will not be happy if he does not spend it. He always feels that he earns too much, but he
He has always felt guilty for not being able to make good use of what the motherland and people gave him. Today he spent it on business, and he is happy."
The leader reported Xu Qinglian's words again. After a while, the leader took the microphone and asked Wang Ai: "How do you want to arrange the donation ceremony? All media are at your disposal."
"No." Wang Ai waved his hand immediately: "No, don't frustrate the noble pursuit of ordinary people, just like what I did in the Qingdao Foundation. I do what I do, but I want peace of mind. Who made me rich."
"The amount of the donation will not be stated in the press release."
"No, no news. Please understand, I really don't need it. I am already too famous. Fame is not what I am pursuing here."
Wang Ai took a deep breath: "Also, I hope that only us people know what happened today. I don't need news, reports, donation ceremonies, records, I don't need anything, I just want to do this.
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Speaking of this, Wang Ai stood up: "I feel that the love given to me by the motherland and the people is so rich that my family and I cannot fully enjoy it, so I want to do something to convey the love given to me by the motherland and the people."
Go down, distribute it, and give it to those who need it more. What’s more, in front of those martyrs who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives for the country, the people, and me, what does the name Wang Ai mean? Not even my little finger, I didn’t sacrifice my life for anyone.
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"I know I was impulsive and reckless today, and caused trouble for you and the leader, but I'm afraid I won't have the courage after today. 3 billion, I... Haha, I need to work hard for a long time, and in a few years I will be
I can’t make so much anymore, and I actually have anxiety about being unemployed, haha.”
"Also." Wang Ai straightened his back: "Actually, I have also been a soldier, although it was only for 5 minutes."
"Oh?" The leader who never put down the phone looked at Wang Ai with interest.
"Before we competed in the World Cup, in order to find our spiritual backbone, we all went to the border post in Dandong, and each of us served as a sentry for 5 minutes. Therefore, I once wore olive green, and I was once a soldier, even as an amateur.
Yes, but I have always been proud of it. That World Cup win and many of my subsequent achievements were all influenced by those five minutes of olive green. So, I got the benefits of the military camp, and I should repay it now."
After talking about this, the other end of the silent phone finally replied: "Tell Xiao Wanger for me, we heard his patriotism and love for the army. As a Chinese who is famous all over the world, he still has an innocent heart, and we are very pleased.
.Since he has this ability and such a strong will, let’s go through the formalities for him. You don’t have to publish it in newspapers or publicize it, but you must keep a good record and leave it to educate future generations.”
"yes!"
At noon, Wang Ai walked out of the door of the Department of Veterans Affairs with a super receipt of 3 billion and a special certificate. Almost immediately he received a call from his father.
Wang Bin didn't say anything. He had long been immune to his son's impulsive behavior. It was his own money anyway. He was willing to spend it on the right path before it was too late to be happy. He just criticized him for having a plan next time and not doing anything.
Sudden attack, relying on money to violate the rules.
Wang Ai has no regrets about donating money. Anyway, all his advertising income will have to be donated in the future. His own salary is enough, not to mention that the family industry has already exceeded one trillion yuan, and the net worth!
This is also the reason why the superior finally agreed to accept it: it is okay to do good things, but being destitute after doing it is not what this era advocates.
How many people are so rich that they spend all their time thinking about how to leave money to their sons, how to donate money to foreign countries to provide a way out, or even how to turn money into higher-level resources, but Wang Ai is willing to do this kind of "low-level" thing.
"Level" consumption. This is the human heart, this is sincerity, and this is also family education.
Wang Ai deeply agrees with his father's criticism. On one level, the money is nothing, but on that level, rules are more important.
"I was indeed willful today, dad, please apologize to the organization on my behalf."
"Get out!" Wang Bin was finally overcome by his son: "Is this what I'm going to do all day?"
