First, I thanked the guests who attended the event. Then Uncle Biao took out the prepared information and turned on the projector to show everyone the photos he collected before. They were all people in need of help in Yunzhong City, including seriously ill patients in remote areas, students from poor families, schools in disrepair, and villagers who urgently need to get rid of poverty.

Not only that, Uncle Biao also came up with a solution, providing tuition fees for students with family difficulties; schools that have been in disrepair have re-repair plans and detailed budgets; poor mountain villages have specific targeted analysis, and seemingly reasonable poverty alleviation support project plans.

"This looks much more reliable than other charity dinners!" Chen Yibin said to Xia Shixuan in a low voice below. The charity dinners he saw on the news had at most a theme on it, indicating that he wanted to help those people, but there was no complete assistance plan. Compared with these, the dinner that Uncle Biao held made him very fond of.

"Uncle Biao is such a real person. If you donate money, he will definitely give you detailed expenditure details and related notes in the future. You don't have to worry about the money being wasted!" Xia Shixuan knew it.

"But, it costs money to do these jobs, right?" These plans are obviously done by experts, and it is definitely cost money to invite these professional talents, and the price is not low.

"Uncle Biao has specially raised a group of professional talents to do these things. The salary, bonus and business trip inspection fees are all paid by Uncle Biao. Generally speaking, charity organizations will take out 1.5% of the donations as management expenses for the support team and other necessary expenses. This is also an international practice, and some proportions will be higher. However, for Uncle Biao, he himself bears this part of the expenses to ensure that every cent of the donation of everyone can be spent on charity. Although this increases Uncle Biao's financial burden, everyone's feelings are getting better and better!" Xia Shixuan continued.

"It is also necessary to collect management fees." Chen Yibin nodded silently. It also costs money to do charity, and the requirements for talents are quite high. Go to various NGO organizations to check out the recruitment websites that the requirements for talents in this area are even higher than those of the management of large companies. Moreover, these people need to stay in poor areas for a long time. Even if they have a lofty spirit and don't care about salary, as charities, they need to help them solve their worries, so that they can retain useful talents in the long run, and these costs are extremely reasonable.

While speaking, Uncle Biao's explanation was over and he began to raise donations from everyone. "We don't do auctions or other situations. Do you see the sticky notes on the table? If you want to donate, you can write the amount of money or materials you donated on the sticky notes. If you have someone to support, you can also write it on it. We try to meet your requirements and give detailed expenses and bills to ensure that you will not waste every penny of everyone."

"Uncle Biao is really real!" Chen Yibin shook his head. If it was made into a charity auction, someone might have spent more money to gain fame or fight with others. And like now, they would write it themselves below, so there would be no need to worry about face. Write as much as you want, and you might receive less money.

"But there is no pressure for everyone to do this, and they are more willing to donate money. I have always felt that I can't force people to do good things, and it's better to do this." Xia Shixuan had a different view.

"Yes, anyway, I always feel awkward when I see those who force people to donate online." Dad Ma's value is 200 billion yuan, giving each of the people in the country 100 million yuan and leaving 198.7 billion yuan. He doesn't want to do it. He is simply too greedy! Chen Yibin remembered the jokes he saw on Weibo.

So how much should I donate? Chen Yibin touched his chin and thought about it, then picked up the notes and pens, and wrote a number on it. He did not indicate the person he wanted to donate. He was very trustworthy of Uncle Biao's character. As long as he handed the money to him, he would definitely spend it where he needed it most.

When Chen Yibin finished writing, someone had already delivered the note to the stage and put it into the donation box. Chen Yibin touched Ha'er's head and handed it the note paper, "Give it, you can put it in it and stuff it in there!" There was also a portion of Ha'er in the money, so it would be better to let it go on stage.

"Yeah!" Ha'er nodded, walked to the donation box with her short legs, and tiptoed to throw the note into the box, which won applause from the scene. Some people saw this scene and thought about crossing out the number they wrote and filled in a new number.

After everyone finished donating, Uncle Biao reported the data and expressed his gratitude to everyone again. Then he left the charity account to everyone and asked everyone to send the money as scheduled.

When the news spread in Yunzhong City, everyone's favor for Uncle Biao was extremely high. The sales of several properties under Uncle Biao's name were very average, but after the news spread, the sales department was immediately crowded with people.

In the words of Yunzhong citizens, since Uncle Biao loves charity so much, he must be a good person! The house built by good people must be real, so there is no need to worry about quality; Uncle Biao has made a lot of money, which is actually more than the money he donated at that time. This is also an unexpected surprise!

After those who donated received the news, they believed that good people would be rewarded more. They immediately threw the money they promised, and some of them added numbers, hoping that they would be as lucky as Uncle Biao.

As for Chen Yibin, he directly called him after attending the event. He was busy in the plantation by the river these days, and took Haer and Malfurion to work hard every day, and finally planted all the land with seeds. When he was harvested, he would no longer have to worry about vegetables and staple food.

What should I do next? How many days are there before the Qingming Festival, and I am not in a hurry to harvest new tea. So should I take this opportunity to bring the next pet back?

But with so many pets, which one should I choose? Chen Yibin took out his mobile phone again, turned on the pet radar and slowly checked it. After a difficult choice, he finally made a decision.
Chapter completed!