They are all human beings. Zhao Ergou just wanted to sell medals to repay them. He was a Chinese military officer. It is not surprising that he has such passion. And this matter can be settled easily. Just find a random person here and spend hundreds of dollars.
Or thousands of dollars were paid to buy the medal, the money was donated, and then the medal was returned to the enthusiastic captain in public, thus gaining face and reputation.
The rest of the people will follow your donation of 1,800 and 8,000 yuan and collect tens of thousands of dollars, and all the dignity of the wealthy business district in Peiping will be saved, and the money will not be lost much.
Businessmen are all profit-oriented. Don't look at the fact that they gave Boss Ji's daughter thousands of dollars as a gift, but it was an emotional investment, and secondly! It's not a gift that can't be returned, it's all a favor, and he will pay it back sooner or later.
To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of depositing money in another place first, and it's very safe and may even bring interest.
But Laura, the little foreign girl, has raised the bottom line that businessmen can accept by doing this. How can it be embarrassing for a foreigner to be willing to pay more than 30,000 yuan? As a Chinese, what else can you do?
Are you doing less to help the people of your own country than a foreigner?
It must not be done! If word gets out, it might stink worse than not donating.
Until this moment, the bosses had not thought about this matter to Liu Lang. Because from the foreign girl asking questions to Liu Lang telling the story to the foreign girl being deeply moved to donate, the whole process was normal and not against the rules.
Even those who value profit as much as their lives, after listening to Liu Lang's speech, felt vaguely in their hearts that they would be really sorry if they didn't donate a little.
The wealthy businessmen have all turned their attention to Fan Xudong, the biggest boss in the industry, to see what he would do. It would be easier if he took the lead.
Who knew that Boss Fan was a little unusual today. Faced with this situation of chasing ducks for sale, he seemed not to hear or see it. He pulled Boss Ji who was sitting beside him and talked in a low voice. He didn't care at all about this matter.
Do not care.
Boss Fan is so shameless that he doesn't want to participate? No wonder he can do such a big business? This psychological quality is really awesome.
The merchants, large and small, in Beiping City seemed to have some understanding, and they sat silently and watched the development of the situation.
Damn it, are these tough guys planning to fight to the end? Liu Lang glanced at Fan Xudong, who was "nothing to do with anything", and knew that this guy was still waiting to see his "joke".
Even though Liu Lang had a high opinion of Boss Fan, he still underestimated Boss Fan's huge influence in the hearts of businessmen. He didn't speak, and no one came forward.
Grandma, the only thing you can do is force me to do something ruthless. Liu Lang looked at the super spy He Yizhi, who was huddled in the corner and had never been inconspicuous.
However, he came today not to spy on any information, but to do the job he is doing now - a reporter.
Ye Qisun, who has always been concerned about the country and the people, does not have the complicated mentality of businessmen. When he saw that the little foreign girl had donated ten thousand US dollars, he was excited and stood up and said: "Little Laura has the support of the Ross family and money in her pocket. I, old Ye,
It can’t be compared, but at least I still have some ink that can be exchanged for money, so I’ll donate 8,000 yuan.”
The amount of eight thousand oceans made Liu Lang burst into tears. Comrade Ye is such a role model! He donated three years' salary as soon as he opened his mouth. I just don't know if he left some food money for himself. He might not be able to
You have to subsidize him a little bit.
But at this time, it is good to spend so much money to add fuel to the hesitant businessmen.
However, Lao Ye then said something again, which caused Liu Lang's favorable impression of Comrade Lao Ye to drop to an all-time low.
Lao Ye is definitely a master of evil.
"Captain Liu, I remember that the small arms research institute you are about to establish is going to hire me as a visiting professor! What is the salary?"
"2,000 silver dollars a year..." Liu Lang felt something was not good.
"Then I paid four years in advance. Captain Liu believes in my character, Lao Ye! In the past four years, you will be here at any time. If I don't arrive, my students will also arrive. Xiong Zhen and the others will set off for the trip in the near future.
Sichuan." Ye Qisun said with a smile.
...
Yes, I will pay for your reputation by co-authoring it. Liu Lang felt a pain in his balls.
Then, reporter He Da appeared.
"Professor Ye, I am He Yizhi, a reporter from People's Daily. I was deeply moved by what Captain Liu Lang said just now. Of course, I admire you even more for your act of advancing four years' salary to donate to people in need.
I will open a column on the front page of tomorrow's People's Daily to report today's events. The list of all donors will also be attached to it, so that the people of Peiping City know that we Peiping people have not forgotten it.
These compatriots who are in trouble. I hope Professor Ye can accept my interview and say a few words so that people in Beiping City will care about these compatriots." He Yiyi appeared in black and white, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a pen and a notebook.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is the scene when a reporter finds an interesting news report.
However, the expressions of the wealthy businessmen who were still waiting for others to come forward were different from before.
Since the appearance of newspapers and reporters, this man's reputation has not only been in the mouths of the people, but a pen of the uncrowned king can lift people to the sky and throw them into the dunghill.
In today's situation, donations are unavoidable, no matter how much, there will be blood. But if a reporter writes in the People's Daily, which has already become a monopoly in Beiping City with Liu Xueyuan's battlefield diary, that a certain business bank donated a thousand silver dollars
, it’s better not to write about that special thing.
Not to mention a foreigner who donated 30,000 yuan, a scholar, Professor Ye Da, advanced four years’ salary and donated 8,000 yuan!
Moreover, since the People's Daily, which has a good reputation, has reported on this matter, maybe the bad thing that cost money can be turned into a good thing immediately.
Think about it! A certain business bank donated 10,000 yuan to the needy compatriots, and a certain factory donated 20,000 yuan. People must not think that these are kind-hearted businessmen. It’s a good idea to spend money to buy advertising space! It’s not a loss at all. Maybe it will be beneficial to the long-term
So far as I'm concerned, I've made a profit.
Not only the reputation, but also the profits after winning word of mouth.
I have to say that these business people have very flexible minds.
Liu Lang just hoped that they would be more flexible.
When Boss Zhou, who runs a rubber factory, was the first to stand up and pledge 15,000 yuan, and when all the businessmen stood up one after another without waiting for Fan Xudong to express his stance, Liu Lang grinned brightly and bared his teeth.
This was his return gift to the people of Chengde, a great gift.
However, that's not all.
Even though more than 30 big guys, including Liu Lang's future father-in-law, Boss Ji, got mad and donated 30,000 yuan, a total of 467,000 yuan was donated. In addition, Fan Xudong, who finally expressed his stance, donated 50,000 yuan. Previously, the little foreign girl donated
The total amount of 10,000 U.S. dollars from Comrade Ye and 8,000 from Comrade Ye reached 555,000 silver dollars.
It is enough for the more than 60,000 refugees who are here to eat on running water tables to receive nearly ten yuan per person, but this is not enough.