She didn't expect that the results of public fundraising would be so shocking.
She unexpectedly became the general manager of a large charitable foundation.
Only with a strong fund can we do more good things and be more confident.
Ling Xiaorui discovered that accepting Qin Fan's olive branch was the most correct choice in life.
In fact, only a small number of people know the inside story and know that this foundation is the result of Qin Fan's leadership.
If it is really revealed that Qin Fan is taking the lead, it is estimated that the fund in the account will continue to rise.
There is only one reason, because everyone trusts Qin Fan.
Ling Xiaorui couldn't get through the phone and was very depressed. She had no choice but to leave a message on WeChat.
Qin Fan saw Ling Xiaorui's WeChat message, which contained several big surprise symbols.
He couldn't help but laugh.
On WeChat, he explained some things to the other party.
One day later, Qin Fan took Xiaowen, Phoenix Girl, and Yuwen and set off to Xiangwan.
He did not return to Haizhou, but headed for Maoerling in Meizhou County.
Considering the lack of supplies in the mountains, a few people went to the supermarket to buy a lot of pure water, a lot of dry food, etc.
Qin Fan wants to go to Maoerling to have a look and understand the specific situation.
Xiaowen was still driving and drove to Maoerling in Meizhou County according to the navigation.
First it ran on a highway, then on a provincial road, and then gradually turned into a county road.
The closer we got to our destination, the narrower and more rugged the road became, and we ended up driving halfway up the mountain.
Outside the car window are cliffs and winding roads.
No matter how superior the performance of the Mercedes-Benz is, it is useless on such a small road.
It is no wonder that the local economic level is not improving and development is lagging behind.
It can be seen from the greeting station on the roadside that there are still county buses leading here.
It is estimated that there are two or three departures a day.
"Sir, from the navigation, Maoerling seems to be the big mountain in front." Xiaowen said.
Qin Fan looked up.
There is a large mountain in the distance with dense vegetation. From a distance, it looks like a green barrier lying across the sky.
At this time, an old farmer passed by leading an ox.
Xiaowen stopped the Mercedes-Benz and lowered the window.
"Uncle, may I ask if the mountain in front is Maoer Ridge?"
"Yes, it's still seven or eight kilometers away from here."
Qin Fan was a little speechless. He saw this big mountain very early, but after walking for more than an hour, he was still seven or eight kilometers away.
It really echoes the saying that when you see a house, you cry when you walk there.
"Uncle, this is our first time here. What is the name of the village closest to Maoerling?"
"Oh, it's called Jinling Village. If you follow this road without turning around, you will go straight to the village." said the old farmer.
"Okay, thank you, uncle!"
Xiaowen thanked him and went on his way again.
It was only a short distance of seven or eight kilometers, but it took half an hour to arrive.
Jinling Village is not big. A cement road passes through the village and you can see the whole village at a glance.
There are villagers' houses on both sides. There are about thirty households, all of which are closed.
Most of these buildings are still old tile-roofed houses, and only a few have built two-story brick-concrete buildings.
There were one or two local dogs lying on their sides on the ground. When they saw the Mercedes-Benz approaching, they lazily got up.
"Hey, why doesn't it seem like there's no one in this broad daylight?" Yuwen asked Xiangwan.
Qin Fan said with a smile: "Now the younger generation has gone to the city to work and earn money, and most of those left behind are the elderly, women and children."
"There are many fields around the village. If we don't grow crops, what will we eat?"
"oh…"
On the way here, I did see people working in the fields.
"Xiao Wen, there is a house over there with the door open, let's go and ask."
"Yeah." Xiaowen nodded.
The Mercedes-Benz taxied to the door of the house and stopped.
Before they even reached the door, there was a sound of dogs barking inside.
Qin Fan and others got out of the car and came to the door.
I saw a big yellow dog tied up with an iron chain in the small courtyard dam.
Maybe he saw a stranger, but the big yellow dog was running back and forth, barking "bark".
"Dahuang, why are you crazy?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside.
Then, a woman walked out from inside, wearing a blue floral short-sleeve shirt and navy blue pants with a lot of dirt on them.
She was carrying a basket on her back and was struggling to carry a bag of fertilizer.
"Hey, who are you looking for?" The middle-aged woman saw Qin Fan and the others.
"Oh, Auntie, I want to find the village chief here." Qin Fan said with a smile.
If you want to know the most real situation, the best way is to find the village official of Jinling Village.
The middle-aged woman saw that Qin Fan and Xiao Wen were both well-dressed, and she looked them up and down.
"Are you from the city?"
"Yeah." Qin Fan nodded.
The middle-aged woman showed a kind smile and said, "Oh, my man is in the fields. Come with me."
It turns out that the man in her family is the village chief of Jinling Village.
"Haha, what a coincidence. Xiang Wan, please help auntie mention it." Qin Fan said.
"OK."
Yuwen Xiangwan stepped forward and held a bag of fertilizer in one hand, as easily as holding a bag.
The middle-aged woman was slightly startled, very surprised.
"Yeah, this young man is really strong. I even said he would carry him on his back with a bamboo pole."
Qin Fan, Phoenix Girl and Xiao Wen all pursed their lips and smiled.
The woman locked the door and led the way.
"Auntie, what's your last name?" Qin Fan asked with a smile.
"Oh, my name is Yang Liu, and my man's name is Yu Fuchun." Yang Liu said.
"Why is the village so deserted?" Qin Fan asked again.
Yang Liu waved his hand, "One third of them have moved away, leaving only empty houses here."
"Who would want to stay in this ungrateful place if they have some skills and can make money outside."
"The villages you see are the current residents. There are still more than a dozen families scattered in the mountains who are unwilling to move out."
"Why? Is it more convenient to be next to the highway?" Phoenix Girl asked.
"Hey, some of them have moved into the city a long time ago. The few households that haven't moved are too poor. Moving means renovating their houses. Although every household has applied for subsidies, it's just a drop in the bucket."
Qin Fan nodded.
Now that prices are rising, material costs are far from what they were ten years ago.
In the past, if you moved out, you might be able to afford a mortgage of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, but now you may not even be able to afford a two-story brick-concrete house with a mortgage of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
For farmers who face the loess and have their backs to the sky, ten thousand, not to mention sixty or seventy thousand, is a large sum of money.
What's more, it's a small, remote village like this.
A few people walked along the field road for a while, and finally saw a field where a middle-aged man was hoeing and plowing the ground.
There are more than twenty tangerine trees, also known as ponkans, planted in the ground.
Qin Fan had spent time in rural areas and knew that this kind of ponkan must be fertilized with fruit-strengthening fertilizer in June and July every year.
This can better ensure large fruits and high yield.
"Old Taro, someone is looking for you!" Yang Liu shouted.
Qin Fan couldn't help but feel funny when he heard the nickname "Lao Taro".
The village chief's surname is Yu, but his wife calls him Lao Taro.
"Oh, here I come." Yu Fuchun looked up and put down the hoe in his hand.
"Thank you, young man! Just leave it here." Yang Liu said to Yuwen Xiangwan.
"Unkind."
Yuwen Xiangwan put fertilizers in the fields.
Yu Fuchun walked over. He was a middle-aged farmer with a face full of vicissitudes of life.
If you didn't listen to his voice or see him walking, you would really think he was in his sixties.
"Hello, may I ask who you are...?" Yu Fuchun asked.
As he spoke, he took out the cigarettes from his bag and handed them to Qin Fan and Xiaowen.
"Thank you, Chief Yu. We don't smoke." Qin Fan waved his hand and introduced himself: "We came from Linhai. My name is Qin Fan. They are my companions Wen Qing, Fu Yanni, and Yu Wen Xiangwan."
"Oh." Yu Fuchun nodded.
Qin Fan continued: "Village Chief Yu, I want to find out about the actual situation here from you. It won't take up too long of your time, okay?"
Probably Qin Fan and his group were very polite and didn't look like the kind of people who would look for trouble.
Yu Fuchun agreed readily.
He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
"Mr. Qin, as you have seen along the way, our place can only be described as a remote and remote place."