After dinner, Ye Rongyao sat in the living room to surf the Internet.

Because Liu Qingqing was in confinement and could not watch mobile phones or TV, Ye Rongyao would not be in the bedroom when he wanted to play with mobile phones and computers, for fear of affecting Liu Qingqing's confinement.

Ye Rongyao is now checking online what a "gentlemen celebrity" is. After all, Ye Rongyao has a systematic task, which is to become a "gentlemen celebrity" in half a year.

But Ye Rongyao really had no idea about this task, and he didn't know how to complete this task.

After all, the tasks of this "gentleman celebrity" and "platinum writer" are different. The tasks of the "platinum writer" are now indicative. As long as the books are set at 50,000 after they are put on the shelves, they will be upgraded from the current "Great God's Request" to the "platinum Request".

But Ye Rongyao didn’t know what “gentlemen celebrity” means.

So Ye Rongyao is now looking for the definition of "gentlemen celebrity" online to see if he can find some clues.

Unfortunately, Ye Rongyao looked up a lot of information and only understood that there are two explanations for the gentry and celebrities. One is more popular, which is rich, and the second is some people who live in seclusion in the countryside with a certain status and status.

Although it felt a little confused, it also found a direction for Ye Rongyao.

To become a "country gentry celebrity", it means to make yourself have a certain reputation in the nearby villages, so that others can admire and convince, and respect yourself.

But this is a bit difficult. After all, it is not that others will admire and believe you when you have money.

Even in the countryside, there are many people with red eyes, and more people are jealous of you.

You should know that in China, there are too many people who hate the rich.

So how can we make the people in the nearby villages admire and convince and respect themselves!

Ye Rongyao thought about it and felt that people were very realistic. As long as they did something that would be good for them, people would naturally believe and respect you.

What should I do?

Ye Rongyao couldn't help but think.

"Glory, have you eaten?"

Just when Ye Rongyao was having a headache, the old village chief Ye Xianghai came over with a black chicken.

"I've eaten, old village chief, are you?"

Ye Rongyao looked at the black chicken in Ye Xianghai's hand in confusion and asked.

"Isn't this Qingqing doing confinement? Catch a black chicken and come to replenish Qingqing." Ye Xianghai said.

"No, the old village chief doesn't need it anymore. The villagers have sent too many things, and now they can't finish eating them. You can catch this black chicken back!"

Ye Rongyao shook his hand and said quickly.

Since Liu Qingqing was in confinement, Ye Rongyao, who had many specialties given by the villagers, didn't know how to deal with it, especially the native eggs, which were so many that they could not count.

Ye Rongyao’s family now has three meals a day, and this native egg is indispensable.

After all, these native eggs are sent by the villagers kindly. You can’t sell them, so many of them can’t be sold.

What to do?

We can only eat it for everyone, and there are eggs for every meal.

What are tomato egg soup, fried eggs with chopped green onion, salted poached eggs, steamed eggs, etc., basically there are two or three egg-containing dishes on the table every day.

Even people like Ye Rongyao who are not picky about food are afraid of eating eggs.

"This is all here, how can I take it back? You guys accept it for me. This is not for you to eat. This is Qingqing's body nourishment. You don't know that women should take more supplements when they are in confinement."

Ye Xianghai said unhappily.

All this thing has been brought, and you have to take it back by yourself. What a shameful thing, Ye Xianghai will definitely not do it.

"Okay, Aunt Liu took this black chicken to the kitchen and stewed it tomorrow."

Ye Rongyao said to Aunt Liu who was watching TV.

As for the mother-in-law and Aunt Zhang are now accompanying Liu Qingqing in the bedroom.

"Glory, I have something to ask you!"

Ye Xianghai said as if Ye Rongyao was a little embarrassed.

"Old Secretary, if you have any questions, just say it. Don't be polite to me."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"That's right. Last time the typhoon passed, some widowed elderly people in the village had been hung up by typhoons and became dangerous houses. They definitely cannot live in it. The village committee wanted to build an elderly community like other villages to allow these widowed elderly people to live in this elderly community. The village committee paid 200,000 yuan, but there was still a lot of funding gap. Look..."

The old village chief Ye Xianghai looked at Ye Rongyao with some embarrassment and said.

"Village Chief, you want to sponsor this!"

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm asking you, a big guy, to get sponsorship."

Ye Xianghai nodded and said.

Although Ye Rongyao is now a wealthy person in the village, he will definitely be the first to think of him if he wants to attract sponsorship.

"Build an elderly community?"

Ye Rongyao's eyes lit up.

Aren't you a headache about becoming a "gentleman"?

Isn’t this a big elderly community for several nearby villages a lot of things that will increase your reputation in the nearby villages?

Besides, my "Qingyao Charity Foundation" has been established for half a month. Apart from helping a few students go to college, it seems that I have not made any decent projects.

Wouldn't it be a good thing to build a large elderly community for your hometown?

There is a saying that the wealth and water will not flow from outsiders to the outside world. In Ye Rongyao's view, this kind of charity is ahead of the people in his hometown.

Thinking of this, Ye Rongyao felt it was necessary to build a large elderly community near Taoyuan Village.

"Glory, you won't be reluctant to give up this amount of money, right?"

Ye Xianghai looked at Ye Rongyao with some concern and asked.

You know, many people nowadays are rich, but they are unwilling to spend a penny to help the villagers. Ye Xianghai doesn’t want Ye Rongyao to be rich anymore, so this person has also changed.

"No, the village, I want to build a large elderly community near Taoyuan Village. The elderly and widowed elderly people and five-guarantee households in several nearby villages can live in this elderly community for free, and all food and accommodation are free."

Ye Rongyao said.

When Ye Rongyao thought, either he would not build or build a large elderly community.

"Building a large elderly community will cost a lot of money!"

The old village chief Ye Xianghai looked at Ye Rongyao in surprise and said.

It would cost a lot of money to build a large elderly community shared by several villages, but it would not be built without five or six million.

"I know, don't worry about money, money will be distributed by Qingyao Charity Foundation," said Ye Rongyao.

"That's great. I'll tell the leaders of several other villages about this, and they will definitely be very happy."

Ye Xianghai said happily.

I really didn't expect that Ye Rongyao would have to spend a lot of money to build a large "elderly community".

It seems that I have read the wrong person, and Ye Rongyao is still very good.

"Village Chief, you have to come and find the matters in this place." Ye Rongyao said.

After all, if you want to build a large elderly association, you must have a large enough land to live in. Ye Rongyao thinks that the old village chief should come forward and find a large enough land to live in.

"You leave the land affairs to me."

The old village chief said.

As long as Ye Rongyao is willing to spend money to build a large "elderly community" for several nearby villages, so that the elderly can have a place to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, the old village chief is confident that he can get a piece of land that can live in large enough, and let Ye Rongyao build this "elderly community".

"Okay, once you have finished the land, I will start building this large elderly community."

Ye Rongyao said.

"Okay, I'll go and discuss with the village chiefs of several nearby villages and leave first..."

Ye Xianghai said and went back.

I watched him go to bed early tonight.

Looking at the old village chief leaving, Ye Rongyao thought for a while and called Fang Bolin.

"boss?"

Fang Bolin, who was about to take a shower, received a call from Ye Rongyao and asked in confusion.

Generally speaking, the boss basically won’t call himself at night. If you book a big order for him so late, there must be something wrong.

"Linlin, I have something to discuss with you."

Ye Rongyao said politely.

After all, Fang Bolin is Ye Rongyao's assistant and secretary, and she is basically responsible for the charity foundation.

"Boss, you tell me what's going on."
To be continued...