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093 Donation?

However, considering the large audience, Lao Li finally said: "Allen, just say hello." The implication was not to get too entangled.

Fei Lun also felt that he could crush Ma Jia to death with just his little finger, so he said indifferently: "Uncle Li, some people push their faces up on their own. I would be embarrassed if I didn't hit them." This remark made Ma Jia angry again.

The person had a stomachache.

Lao Li was smiling in his heart, but his face remained silent, and he took a sip of red wine.

Ma Rui saw an opportunity and found that Lao Li and Li were not helping each other. She quickly winked at Ma Guolun and pushed Ma Guojin away.

Glancing at the desolate figures of the Ma family as they left, Lao Li wisely did not ask Feilun what he planned to do to the Ma family next, but instead went to greet the next wave of guests who came to say hello.

"Haha, Commander Dong, you are fine!"

In fact, without Lao Li opening his mouth, Fearon knew that the old man with a Chinese character in front of him was Tung Hua, the highest chief executive of Hong Kong and Kowloon. After all, he had appeared in the news quite a few times.

"Old Li, don't be okay if you come here. It's rare that you can come today. I'm going to have a few more drinks soon!" Dong Hua also had a smile on his face, and he didn't dare to be lazy at all when facing Old Li.

"Definitely!" Lao Li responded to Dong Hua while pulling Feilun over and introduced: "Old Dong, let me introduce to you. This is Feilun. Although he is young, he is definitely

The invisible rich man, he also has a share of the credit for saving the market in 1997!"

"Oh!?" When Dong Hua heard this, he immediately became interested. You know, if Lao Li can praise him as "rich", he is already quite rich, and this time Lao Li specially added the word "absolutely"

, then one can imagine Feren’s net worth.

"Mr. Fei is really young and promising!" Dong Hua took the initiative to extend his hand to Fei Lun, "The scale of the financial crisis was very serious back then. If it weren't for the strong support of the mainland government and the rich people in the city, the crisis would not have been turned around so quickly. I didn't expect this

This also relies on the strength of Mr.

Fearon stretched out his hand to shake his hand and said with a smile: "What did Mr. Dong say? You should love the country and Hong Kong. Besides, I am a policeman now!"

Lao Li said one more thing: "I was just suspended!"

"Oh?" Dong Hua was slightly surprised, thinking that Feilun's role as a police officer was just for fun. However, based on his understanding of Li Chaoren, Lao Li specifically mentioned this matter, either because the suspension was still open to question, or because of his feelings for Feilun.

No matter what it was, Dong Hua felt that he needed to ask. Thinking of this, he whispered to the male secretary beside him: "Call Xiao Xu from the police department."

After listening to the instructions, the male secretary quietly left. After a while, he brought back a round-faced middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. Before Dong Hua could introduce him, Feilun stepped in front of the round-faced middle-aged man and saluted: "SIR!"

The round-faced middle-aged man was Police Commissioner Xu Qinan. He subconsciously returned the salute, but his eyes were filled with confusion when he looked at Dong Hua.

"Anan, let me introduce to you. Mr. Phelan is also a policeman, so I asked you to come over and get to know him." Dong Hua did not explain the words. Whether he can understand it depends on Xu Qinan's understanding.

As expected, Xu Qinan had served as a high-level police officer for many years, and he still had some acumen. Seeing that Li Chaoren was there, he knew that the matter was not as simple as just getting to know each other, so he pulled Feilun aside and started chatting.

After asking about Feilun's suspension, Xu Qinan was quite satisfied with the Supervision Office's decision. At the same time, he also realized that the reason why Dong Hua called him over was definitely not the suspension: "By the way, Allen, you and Li

What does it have to do with old age?"

Feilun said half-heartedly: "What kind of relationship does it have? It's just a business partner!"

However, Xu Qinan immediately heard the implication and realized that Fei Lun must be quite rich, otherwise Li Chaoren, who believed in talking about nothing but doing things without a solid foundation, would not be able to cooperate with such a young guy. Then he thought about the police public housing project that was being approved recently.

, he instantly understood what Dong Hua meant.

"Alan, have you heard about the police department's public housing project?" Xu Qinan asked.

"I heard a little bit, what's wrong?" Fearon asked.

Xu Qinan said with a wry smile: "This public housing project is good, but unfortunately it costs too much. Unless the police force raises part of its own funds, it is impossible for the Hong Kong government to approve the project."

Feilun pretended not to understand: "Then just raise it yourself!" But in his heart, he scolded Dong Hua half to death.

Xu Qinan said with a shy face: "Alan, please don't prevaricate me, can you see if you can help raise some money for many colleagues in the police department?"

Feilun spread his hands and said, "But I've been suspended from duty now, so who will I be able to take care of this kind of thing?"

These words almost choked Xu Qinan to death. You know, if Feren was reinstated immediately, not to mention whether it was in compliance with the rules, since he was also a member of the police department, there would be no reason to donate money. After all, the audience for the public housing project was not trainees.

Police officers above the level of inspectors are not able to enjoy this, so why donate? But if we go to extreme lengths and directly change Phelan from suspension to dismissal, then why should Phelan donate to a department that fired him?

Fortunately, Xu Qinan developed a thick skin and said with a smile: "It's just because you are suspended that you can donate! Of course, you can't force this matter. You can handle it yourself. Anyway, the donation activity hasn't started yet!"

Feilun was stunned and said: "Donation event?!"

"You don't know?" Xu Qinan was surprised.

"I don't know!" Feilun shook his head, "Old Li forced me to come here."

Xu Qinan was speechless again and explained: "This New Year's reception has been held for many years. There is a fund-raising event every year to help alleviate the financial pressure of individual departments of the Hong Kong government. After all, each department has a limited budget, but this

Spending is sometimes hard to control!”

Feren muttered: "Old Xu, are you kidding me? As long as the Hong Kong government just sells a piece of land, won't everything be solved?"

"That's easy for you to say!" Xu Qinan said angrily, "Anyway, please support me more and don't let our police department fall behind others."

"Okay! Anyway, even if I don't donate by then, I will encourage Lao Li to donate." Fearon replied with a smile, "By the way, how big a gap is there in this public housing plan?"

Xu Qinan felt a pain in his balls when he mentioned this. He raised two fingers and said: "In units of 100 million Hong Kong dollars, understand?"

Feilun curled his lips and said: "It's not a lot!"

"Two hundred million is not much?" Xu Qinan was a little crazy, "You must know that the annual budget of our police force is only more than 10 billion, but that is the welfare salary of tens of thousands of police officers in Hong Kong and the facilities of various police stations and units.

The cost of maintaining the equipment and vehicles is unsustainable."

Fearon sighed after hearing this: "It seems that the police department is still poor! The monthly salary of an ordinary police officer is nearly 10,000 yuan, which is 100,000 yuan a year. If calculated based on the establishment of 30,000 people, the salary alone would cost 30,000 yuan."

One billion! Okay, for the sake of the supervisory office giving me a holiday, I will feel free to donate later."

Xu Qinan was sweating and thinking, what is a big holiday? Is it a suspension of work? Is this an irony?

But Feilun didn't even have to give an explanation and went straight back to the circle of Lao Li and Dong Hua.

"Alan, how was your conversation with Anan?" Dong Hua asked with concern.

"Not bad!" Feilun replied casually, and then turned to Old Li and said: "Uncle Li, I won't bring you something like this next time. I really thought I was here to have a feast, but I didn't expect that I was here to throw money. I would have known better."

If so, why don’t I just write the check and you bring it over for me?”

When Lao Li heard this, he looked at Dong Hua and laughed.

When Xu Qinan came over, Feilun knew that he had something to say to Li and Dong, so he left with an excuse and got into the crowd of guests. At a dinner like this, most of the people coming and going were mainly social, no matter they knew each other or not, as long as they

If you like someone you like, you will come up and chat for a few words. If you don't like someone, you will just raise your glass and say hello.

Fearon walked around the crowd a few times, and before he could turn back to Lao Li, the donation activity officially began.

Donations at the cocktail party are not as troublesome as charity sale donations, which require bidding. Instead, they are like bidding. The waiter who shuttles among the guests will give each person an envelope. The envelope contains a donation introduction sheet, which lists in detail the donations that need to be made.

Hong Kong government departments or some large charitable organizations, such as the Red Cross.

The minimum pledge amount is RMB 10,000. The donor fills out the check and seals it in an envelope, then writes the specific department or organization on the outside of the envelope, and then puts it into the donation box. At that time, someone will make statistics and publicly read out the list.

, and finally ask the person with the largest donation from each department or institution to come up and show his face and give a speech.

In short, spend a certain amount of money to appear in front of celebrities in the city and expand your influence. This is a gimmick for donating money at receptions.

However, it saves a lot of trouble to omit the bidding process of the charity sale. The entire donation process went very quickly. In less than half an hour, all the mobile donation boxes were put on the stage and counted in public.

Soon, the list of recipients of donations from various departments and organizations was released. They were held by more than 20 beauties (hostesses) and read out one by one on the stage.

First of all, there are various organizations. The Red Cross ranks first. The top pledger is a fat man who works in catering. He donated 16 million Hong Kong dollars. After taking the stage, he accepted the garland and cheek gift from the hostess.

Then the president of the Red Cross thanked him, and finally the fat man spoke.

Feilun saw it from the audience and curled his lips: "Boring!"

A young man standing next to him interjected: "Brother, don't you understand? This must be your first time here, right?"

"how to say?"

The young master did not immediately answer Fei Lun's question. Instead, he glanced around the beauties on the stage and praised: "Tsk, tsk, the quality of the beauties this time is higher than in previous years. They are taking advantage of these old people."

"What do you mean? Are you trying to say that this wine is for pimping?" Fearon raised his eyebrows.

"It's not that serious, but in the face of a bunch of rich people, these beauties are willing to do whatever they want!" Young Master curled his lips and said, "How can you call this a pimping thing? Brother, look at that guy, he's so polite.

That foreign girl wearing the Police Department brand has a hot body and a pretty face!"

Feilun, who didn't care much at first, looked in the direction of the young master's finger. When he saw the foreign girl he was talking about, he was immediately stunned.

Why does this woman look so familiar? No, she is an assassin!

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