klisemfg Chapter 401: People with a few dollars a month donate money to those with tens of thousands of dolla
Chapter 401: People with a few dollars a month donate money to those with tens of thousands of dolla
Leng Hanyan's heart tightened and her eyes became moist.
Nan Jiu patted his shoulder.
At this time, several women came into the hospital gate for some reason.
Leng Hanyan took a look, frowned, and looked at Nan Jiu again.
Suddenly the hall was filled with laughter and liveliness.
"Tsk tsk tsk, please tell me, is there any justice in this world?"
someone asked.
"What."
"What? Look, look, the two people in front are our company's deputy general manager and his wife."
The woman pointed at Leng Hanyan as she spoke.
"Tell me, when you guys donated money, did you check the people's background and wealth?"
"Yep."
"You are blindly donating money. Do you know how much their monthly and annual salary is?"
The donor shook his head.
"Then you know what to say."
"Hahahahaha, this is so funny. Someone who makes a few thousand dollars a month donates money to someone who makes hundreds of thousands a month. Isn't this ridiculous?"
"You are so sure about this. What evidence do you have to prove it?"
"Evidence, I am the evidence, my husband is the evidence. My husband makes hundreds of thousands a month. Millions a year. May I ask you, how much is your monthly salary, how much is your annual salary?"
"You earn an annual salary or a monthly salary, why do you care about our donations? Are you here to show off your wealth?"
"Hahahaha, who said it doesn't matter? He is my husband's boss. How much is his monthly salary? How much is his annual salary?"
"Don't make up stories here. There is no evidence. The patient is really lying there. The hospital has proof. They are not trying to cheat us out of our money."
The woman laughed instead of getting angry after hearing this.
Take your phone out of your bag.
"I have evidence. Here is the evidence. There are photos of the company's team building."
The fans took it and took a look.
Eyes wide open in disbelief.
Turn your eyes to Nan Jiu.
Leng Hanyan stood calmly aside.
I thought the woman was going to say something unfavorable to me.
As a result, the girl threw the photo to the woman.
"What does a photo represent? My idol hasn't been live streaming for so many years and has been doing charity work. Even when he goes to work, it's just to survive. Don't people live without eating?"
The woman glanced.
He put his hands on his hips, gasping for breath.
"What do you know? You are just a little kid. I have experienced more than you have. And here is my husband's monthly salary. Let me open your eyes."
After saying that, he took out the monthly statement on his salary card.
Show it to everyone.
A group of people looked at it and there was silence for a moment.
"Is he doing something shameful? Otherwise, the monthly price would be so high."
"That's right. We don't even know where the money came from."
"That's right, dirty money is being displayed everywhere."
The woman listened and rolled her eyes.
"Are you stupid? My husband is an employee and his salary is so high, so shouldn't he, as a leader, earn even more?"
The words fell.
"Yes, although women are not good people, this sentence makes sense."
"Indeed, if he is his superior, he must be higher than him. Wouldn't that make him very rich?"
"Why did he ask me to donate money when he was so rich? He even played the victim and said that he only had 100,000 yuan and donated it all to Wang Yuan. Is he a liar?"
In an instant, the woman who was cheering on the side crossed her arms, looking very proud of herself.
Leng Hanyan tightened her grip around the donation box.
“To be honest, she is indeed the wife of my husband’s colleague, but we had a little conflict before, and secondly, his huge salary does not mean that others have it.
Let me make it clear first that our family is ordinary. Although my husband was later promoted to vice president at work, it is just an ordinary position and his salary is only slightly higher than that of an ordinary worker.
It's not as much as her. On the contrary, think about it, where does an ordinary employee get his high salary from?
Finally, let me make it clear that Wang Yuan is really lying in bed. The money donated by fans yesterday has been put with the doctor. We did donate 10 yuan, which is my husband's half-year salary. We raised yuan yesterday, and we still need yuan. We will work hard to raise the remaining amount in the next few days.
Everything we do is protected by law. If we deceive people, we can be punished by law at any time.”
Leng Hanyan finished speaking.
"You're right. If you don't trust, don't you believe in the law?"
"The vice president makes 100,000 yuan a half year, which is a normal salary. It's just a little bit higher than our 5,000 or 6,000 yuan."
"What that woman said was either to show off or that it was her husband's illegal gains."
A group of people turned their attention to women again.
Leng Hanyan came to the woman holding the donation box.
"Cousin Xue'er."
"Xue'er, my cousin. You have friends, right?"
"I don't know what I did to make you hate me so much, but if you keep doing things like this, you're bound to get into trouble sooner or later."
Leng Hanyan stood in front of several women and gave each of them a sentence.
Several women stamped their feet in anger.
"Leng Hanyan, don't be so proud. I let you pretend, but sooner or later you will end up with nothing good."
"Yes, yes. Yes, yes. You guys are so showy and pretentious, and sooner or later you will end up in trouble."
After Leng Hanyan finished speaking, she turned around and stood at the donation position.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I've been delayed by a personal conflict. Let's continue now."
This time, in addition to Nan Jiu bowing, there was also a nurse helping to count the money.
Today happens to be the nurse's rest day, so she said she would just treat it as volunteering, as it's a good deed anyway.
Watching the fans donate one by one.
Looking at the numbers calculated by the nurse.
Leng Hanyan was still frowning after all.
It was almost afternoon and the number of fans was decreasing.
Until finally there were only a few people left.
Leng Hanyan bit her lower lip.
My heart fell to the bottom and I collected 100,000 yuan.
As expected, there are only a hundred thousand, but there are only a few days left.
The son disappeared again.
The longer the operation takes, the more dangerous my son is.
The sooner you rescue him, the sooner you can escape from his clutches.
At this time Qingqing came over with meaning.
"Sister, we are here."
"it is good."
After greeting Qingqing, Leng Hanyan stared straight at the fans who donated money.
I wish there were more kind people.
Or someone who is rich can come and donate.
It’s a pity that people still have to live in reality.
Watched the last person.
Say hello reluctantly.
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Then he watched Qi disappear at the hospital gate.
After the nurse wrote down the number.
Leng Hanyan glanced at Nan Jiu.
"Honey, I have something to discuss with you later."
"Ah."
Leng Hanyan was about to turn around and discuss with Nan Jiu. If it really didn't work, just take out the money in the card and spend it.
Even if we don't know where the money comes from, but it can save lives, it has its value.
I only heard behind me.
"Brother-in-law, sister, I will donate the rest of the money."
Leng Hanyan turned around.
Ou Yuchen.
It should have been a surprise, but this person is my brother-in-law.
Of course she agreed, but she was afraid Qingqing would disagree.
"you."
I looked at Qingqing again, and saw Qingqing bending down and speaking to Yihan.
"Let's go see Wang Yuan."
The cold smoke looks like gulls in the morning.
"You're donating money. Have you discussed it with Qingqing? You two are going to get married. There are many places to spend money after marriage. Don't spend it recklessly."
"Sister, this is my salary. We can argue about it later after spending it. Besides, I'll use it to save my life. Qingqing will definitely agree."
After hearing this, Qingqing turned around and rolled her eyes.
"What does your money have to do with me?"
"My money is yours, so it doesn't matter."
Qingqing said nothing, turned around and left with a hint of meaning.
Ou Yuchen took out the card from his pocket.
"Take it, sister, the password is 8 8s"
Leng Hanyan looked at the card, then looked at Ou Yuchen and then at Qingqing's back.
"Qingqing, don't leave."
Qingqing didn't look back.
"Sister, take it. I agree with all good deeds."
When Ou Yuchen heard this, he ran up happily.
Leng Hanyan took the card.
I felt very happy.
"Husband, you see, we have the money, and they are fine now."
"That's why I told you not to worry about nothing and make peace with your quarrel."
"Yes Yes."
Leng Hanyan was very happy and was about to turn around and leave.
The woman next to her said sarcastically.
"It's really disgusting, pretending to be poor and miserable."
"That's right. I have money but I don't want to donate it, so I let others donate it."
"You think we are the good guys who speak our mind."
Leng Hanyan smiled.
Holding money in arms.
"Ah, yes, yes, what you said is all right. Hahaha."
Several women looked at her happy.
"Pfft. Loading."
"go home."