Faced with Shi Zhijian's question, Qiu Dewang did not get angry and said with a smile: "Choosing charity is not about supporting someone, but choosing a foundation that is sincerely good to the people and has sustainable development in the future."
"Please stop playing charades with me! Seriously, what are you going to do?"
"How to do it? In a few days, there will be Xiangjiang's annual charity night fundraising meeting. The organizer is the Hong Kong Charity Federation. Then you can compete with Boss Li to see how many people support you. I will
Choose one!"
Qiu Dewang made it very clear that he had to choose his side and the one with more people would win.
"Ajian, I'm optimistic about you. You have to work hard. When the time comes, you can come up with one or two exciting programs to make everyone feel fresh and notice you. Then you will have won half the battle!"
Next, Qiu Dewang explained in detail the operation of this charity night.
After hearing this, Shi Zhijian was confused. This was not a charity meeting, it was completely a song and dance meeting.
Many charity groups will prepare excellent programs to raise funds for their respective societies that evening.
For foundations like Shi Zhijian and Li Jiacheng who are preparing, the best way is to prepare one or two exciting programs, hide the meaning of charity in them, and then perform them in public to gain recognition.
It is conceivable that Li Ka-shing is deeply rooted in Hong Kong, and Shi Zhijian is relatively junior compared to him. If he loses to him in the charity night PK, then the Mythical Fund may have died before it even took shape.
"Hey, I really didn't expect that it would be so difficult to donate money to charity!" Shi Zhijian shook his head and sighed.
Qiu Dewang smiled, stood up and said: "Charity is a vanity fair! Do you think everyone is stupid? Everyone buys reputation! With a good reputation, it will be easier to succeed in doing things in the future. Otherwise, who would be so stupid and get it for nothing?
Spend the money on people you don’t know!”
After a pause, Qiu Dewang looked at Shi Zhijian again and said, "I don't believe you don't have any selfish intentions when doing charity?"
Shi Zhijian smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I have selfish motives! Do you know how many people regard me as a nouveau riche now?"
The conversation was about to end here. Qiu Dewang stood up just to see off his guests, and Shi Zhijian was too embarrassed to continue sitting down.
"No matter what, I hope Mr. Qiu will pay more attention to me! I really want to start the Shinhwa Fund!"
Shi Zhijian said a few more words, then stood up and left Qiu Dewang's office. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by the beautiful assistant Qiu Jiawen, "Mr. Shi, are you interested in having lunch with me?"
Shi Zhijian looked at his watch. The time was exactly twelve o'clock.
…
It is no secret that Qiu Jiawen is the crown prince of the Far East Group.
But Shi Zhijian still didn't expect that Qiu Jiawen would choose the company cafeteria to eat.
As the crown prince's daughter, Qiu Jiawen was not only outstandingly beautiful, but also very capable, and was known as the sweet daughter of heaven.
Many men in the company admire her endlessly, but they feel ashamed of themselves.
At this moment, when I saw the Crown Prince's daughter and a handsome man coming to have dinner together, I couldn't help but feel jealous.
"Who is this handsome guy? You can tell he's not a good guy at first glance!"
"That's right! Miss Qiu must not be deceived by the pretty boy!"
The male staff were all extremely jealous of Shi Zhijian, but the female staff were all exclaiming:
"Wow, she really is the golden boy!"
"Yes, that man is so handsome, he is more than worthy of Miss Qiu!"
"I don't know which family he is from, I'm so envious!"
Shi Zhijian loosened his tie and felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the attention-seeking eyes around him.
Qiu Jiawen didn't care, she was even a little proud, and she didn't know what was going on in her heart.
Today's staff meal is one portion of rice per person, one chicken leg, and two kinds of vegetables.
However, Shi Zhijian received an additional reward of two chicken legs from his eldest sister.
The rice cook said to Shi Zhijian: "Treat our Miss Qiu well!"
Shi Zhijian was speechless.
"How are you doing? Are you a little embarrassed?" After sitting down, Qiu Jiawen wiped her chopsticks with a napkin and asked Shi Zhijian with a smile.
Shi Zhijian: "Why would you bring me to a place like this?"
"Why, isn't this a good place? You can have a full stomach, the environment is good, and the most important thing is that you can go to work immediately after eating. It's great!"
"That's not what I meant. Didn't you see? The way the elder sister looked at her just now, she even gave me an extra chicken leg!" Shi Zhijian showed the chicken leg on the plate to Qiu Jiawen.
Qiu Jiawen smiled and said: "You are so lucky, I only have one!"
"Should I let you?"
"No, I'm a pretty girl no matter what. Have you ever seen a pretty girl eat two chicken drumsticks in one breath?" Qiu Jiawen said, but she handed the chopsticks to Shi Zhijian after wiping them with a napkin.
A person's cultivation can be seen from the details. At least Miss Qiu is very considerate and caring.
Shi Zhijian smiled bitterly, "But there aren't many handsome guys who can eat two chicken drumsticks in one go!"
Qiu Jiawen chuckled, "Then it will be easier for you!" After laughing, she asked, "To be honest, I'm curious about what charity you want to do?"
This sentence sounds ordinary, but in reality it is very tricky.
If Shi Zhijian said that he had too much money and wanted to donate money to buy fame, as he answered Qiu Dewang, he would probably be looked down upon by Qiu Jiawen. Women are always very emotional and not as rational as men.
If it is said that it is for the benefit of the world and to help the poor, then it seems too vain.
Shi Zhijian sorted out his thoughts and said: "Actually, the reason is very simple. Just like this chicken leg, I used to come from Shek Kip Mei. Let alone the chicken legs, I didn't even have to eat any chicken feathers! I often walked to the braised pork shop on the street.
You can smell the chicken legs.”
"But today, I can not only eat chicken legs, but also abalone fin belly. But my stomach is not used to it yet. It is still the same stomach as when I was poor. My stomach tells me that it dare not open it to eat.
I’m afraid that one day I will suddenly be poor again!”
Shi Zhijian suddenly looked at Qiu Jiawen: "Do you know this feeling of fear? So I came up with this idea and made a charity foundation so that many people can eat chicken legs! If they have chicken legs, they will no longer miss me.
The abalone fin belly in my hand will actually be grateful to me and praise me as a good person!"
"Of course, these are secondary. Do you know what a fund is? In addition to rescuing people, charity funds can also be used for investment, and I happen to be a good investor! I am not boasting. If my mythical fund is really
is successful, it will only get stronger and bigger in the future, and many people can benefit from it. Of course, it is undeniable that the person who benefits the most is me! Because I am the initiator of this fund, and I will also be the sponsor of this fund in the future.
Manager! Anyone who wants to defeat me must first destroy this fund, because Myth Fund is my moat!"
Qiu Jiawen stared blankly at Shi Zhijian, who was sitting in front of her and talking.
If when she first met Shi Zhijian before, Shi Zhijian was just a rising star in the business world, then now Shi Zhijian has become a tycoon with ruthless vision and a huge structure.
He was so confident in telling himself all his calculations and plans. Was it because he had great trust in himself, or because he thought he was too stupid to understand what he was talking about?
"I have a question, are you really eighteen?" Qiu Jiawen held her cheek and looked at Shi Zhijian in surprise.
"No, I'm nineteen! I was only eighteen last year!" Shi Zhijian picked up the chicken leg and took a bite.
The way he eats chicken legs, he is really nineteen.
But those words before made Qiu Jiawen excited, "Do you think I can't understand what you said?"
"No, I know you can understand. Besides, I'm not telling you what I'm telling you."
"You want me to pass these words on to my dad?"
Shi Zhijian stopped talking, raised the corners of his mouth towards Qiu Jiawen, and said with a smile: "If you are willing!"
Qiu Jiawen seemed dissatisfied with Shi Zhijian's answer. She rarely showed her cute side, wrinkled her nose, and said to Shi Zhijian: "Don't you just want to ask for help? Maybe I can help!"
After a pause, "Maybe you don't know that in addition to being the assistant to the president of Far East Bank, I am also the senior secretary of the Chinese Charity Federation of Hong Kong!"
