The conversation between the two seemed a little confused to Liao Ming, but due to professional habits, he keenly observed that these conversations seemed to have specific things, not referring to what Chen Jin did, so he asked: "What did Teacher Que say, what show?"

"You have joined Jinhan Group, don't you know?" Que Hong asked in surprise.

Chen Jin smiled and said, "I haven't had time to tell him yet. And... what's actually not about Jinhan Group is that the Jinhong Foundation is completely independent, and even I can't interfere."

"If you don't interfere, you can interfere with someone." Que Hong blurted out, and realized that this seemed to be a pun. His old face turned red and he smiled awkwardly.

When the two of them said this, Liao Ming roughly understood it and said suspiciously: "Are you talking about the Jinhong Foundation? Kong Que, the current head of the foundation?"

"You can take a look at it yourself." Que Hong handed over his phone.

Liao Ming took it and started to take a look.

That is the text message interface in Que Hong's mobile phone. There is a number that the sender is "Jinhong Foundation", and he sent many text messages...

"3,000 yuan is used to purchase popular science books. Donation target: Jiangchang Village Hope Primary School, Malai County, Qinghai Province."

In addition to the content, there are invoices for purchasing books and delivery orders.

"2,000 yuan, used to purchase sports equipment. Donation target: Liangshan Hope Primary School, the president of Simao District, southern Yunnan Province."

“…”

"30,000 yuan will be used to fund the annual canteen meals for Hope Primary School in Pugua Village, Ning County, Xigui Province."

"26,800 yuan will be used to fund the annual canteen meals for Doufugou Hope Primary School in Daoping County, Bashu Province."

“…”

Liao Ming was still watching, but the obvious change is that from about the past half month, the basic content of the text messages and MMS sent by him is centered around the meals of Hope Primary School in various poor areas, and it is almost every day.

It seems that because the number of students in each school is different, there are some small changes in the amount, with a difference of hundreds or thousands of yuan.

But such subtle changes, coupled with many subsequent information and photos, make it clear that the money has reached where they should go.

In contrast, the traditional public charity broke out in June, and the public trust fell directly below the bottom line, making the Jinhan Foundation appear more noble at this time.

At least, traditional institutions will not report the flow of funds to donors in such detail...

"Teacher Que, your donation alone has exceeded three points and then been used a lot of money on the meals of Hope Primary School. In addition, the 5 billion yuan donated by Jinhan Group at that time, I don't know how much profit it has formed, and where the profits are used... If you count it like this...?"

Liao Ming asked blankly. Before this, he could not have thought that Chen Jin's entry point for breaking the deadlock was the charity foundation?

Chen Jin finally spoke and answered his question: "225 institutes."

"After all, this plan has been carried out for too short, and the foundation must send people to the field for inspection and donation, so the efficiency is not high."

"Actually, I have passed it before. There are about 15,000 Hope Primary Schools in China. If I add the schools that I have tried my best to run by myself in poor areas, there will be more. Due to the lack of information in many places, it is impossible to count."

"Just as for Hope Primary School, it only provides free canteens for students, which costs about 500 million to 700 million yuan a year. So our plan, named the 'Child Plan', intends to conduct detailed inspections of all Hope Primary Schools over a few years, and then directly provide free canteens for students in these schools by the foundation."

"This is another big plan after we paid off our student loans to college students," said Mr. "

Liao Ming was stunned by Chen Jin's words. At the end of the day, he could not say anything except the saying "The achievements are for thousands of years".

But Chen Jin glanced at Que Hong, who was also smiling, and said seriously: "Brother Liao, I have said a long time ago that I am not that great. Just like Teacher Que said, this... is just a show. It is nothing more than my public image and driving project sales."

"I finally understand why Teacher Que is willing to cooperate with you." Liao Ming sighed: "This kind of show... I hope the more land in China, the better!"

"Many times, ordinary people like us feel something after seeing some deeds and reports, but they turn their heads and forget it. At least..." Liao Ming said seriously: "You haven't forgotten it, even if you treat this as your image capital, everything is good. As long as you do things, it's better than anything!"

Que Hong laughed: "It's still an old routine. Rich people run education and recruit many disciples. Moreover, Mr. Chen is still so young."

"If this is another 20 years, when the children nowadays grow up and gradually become the backbone of this society..."

He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant!

By the time these college students who have received favor from Chen Jin, the primary school students have grown up slowly and have mastered the right to speak in society...

God knows what kind of influence Chen Jin will have then?

Just this point, the long-term vision and the grand layout are simply not comparable to those rich people who are still competing for the gains and losses of a city and a place.

Que Hong himself, although ordinary on the surface, is actually very excited...

He is a study of history. All the names that are famous in history are great men with such a far-sighted vision!

With his Bai Ding being able to participate in such a thing, Que Hong only felt that this life was enough.

In comparison, if the house is smaller and the living is a little crowded, what can it be considered?

At least he doesn't have to worry about his parents' future retirement and delivery, he doesn't have to worry about three meals a day, eats full and dresses, and his students love and admire him...

Comparing the top is not enough, but comparing the bottom is too much!

"Teacher Que, then we... sign the contract?" Chen Jin smiled.

The pre-sale certificates for several projects under Jinhan Group have been taken out. Although the opening time is set on September 1, Chen Jin, as the chairman, wants to sell in advance and break this rule.

Who made him the rulemaker?

Que Hong nodded with a smile and signed without even looking at it. However, he didn't know that Chen Jin had already judged the possible decision he might have through the live point radar, and even two contracts were prepared.

One is a normal contract. But there is another one, which stipulates that the house, Quehong only has the right to use until the land certificate expires and does not have the right to dispose of it.

In other words, Que Hong's abacus was very good and wanted to wait until the delivery was delivered before selling it and continue donating, but Chen Jin did not allow it.

A person like Que Hong deserves his respect!

So until the signing of the words, Que Hong looked at the contract and shook his head and said, "Mr. Chen, the floor price of your Haidong Huayu City is 25,000, and the opening price in the future will exceed 60,000, right? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, 138 square meters, you are really willing to do it!"

"Of course I'm willing to give up. Teacher Que's state of mind cannot be an exaggeration." Chen Jin responded with a smile.

Then, Que Hong was stunned...

Because he saw the supplementary terms written by Chen Jin in the contract...

"Mr. Chen, Boss Chen! Why are you doing this?" After seeing Chen Jin, Que Hong finally became cramped, became uneasy, and then panicked.

"I will not receive any reward without merit!" he murmured.

Chen Jin shook his head: "The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes."

"Teacher Que, ten years of trees, and hundreds of years of trees. How could you be useless?"
Chapter completed!