After chatting for a while, it was an hour later, Su Cheng said guilty and took Lin Yonggui and others to the small garden.

Representatives of a mechanical import and export company wanted to keep up, but they were also stopped in the corridor. Bodyguards from Azerbaijan were big and round, with big biceps than heads, and they knew they were extremely powerful without having to do anything. They didn't understand Chinese very much, and they pretended not to understand Chinese at all. No one said anything was useful.

That means that you can only look at Su Cheng's back from afar, hold the wine glass and continue to wait for the opportunity.

In a short while, the living room became a pure banquet venue. Not only did the gentlemen in the oil circle not only could not pester Su Cheng, but they were also entangled by people from the poverty alleviation fund.

Due to normal business ideas and a special national condition, the proportion of foreigners among the members of the Dahua Poverty Alleviation Fund is very high, almost half of which can reach half. Chinese people in literary youth usually like to complain without any illness, while foreigners in literary youth often like to do nothing. With Dahua Industrial's public relations channels abroad, the Dahua Poverty Alleviation Fund maintains the scale of at least 200 foreign volunteers.

These foreigners came and left, and then came again and again. Some stayed for a few weeks, as if they were on vacation, some could hold on for a few months, and even learn Chinese to make friends... Now, all foreigners in Beijing have been pulled over.

Hundreds of representatives of the oil circle stood in the banquet hall, and in the eyes of the charity foundation employees, it was like hundreds of cows waiting for breast enhancement and massage.

They quickly classified their respective goals according to their race, skin color, nationality and language.

The new house in Sucheng became lively quickly.

However, the representative of waiting for the opportunity was stranded at the junction of the corridor and the hall, and no one was disturbed for the time being.

In a moment, an old man with a long hair and a young face walked through the corridor with a smile. Two Azerbaijani bodyguards nodded and then stood up and let him pass.

The representative of the small company that I had thought about going to go there cleverly put down his wine glass and followed again.

Stopped again.

"Why should he go there?" The representative was very unhappy. This corridor was like a salary increase corridor. How hateful it is to block people's salary.

The Azerbaijani bodyguard shook his head firmly and pointed at his ears.

The representative was so angry that he looked at the bodyguard with a more determined look, pointed at the old man with a white haired back, and said, "I am Li Xianyang from Shunxin Import and Export Company. This is my invitation letter. I am here to attend the banquet, just like Mao Dong. He has just passed by, why don't I let me go?"

The bodyguard on the opposite side didn't know what he said, and looked at him with the same look, but it was a little more interesting and... bloody?

The war between Azerbaijan and Armenia is not large in scale. From a global perspective, it is just a regional conflict. However, for the soldiers involved, it also means thousands of corpses, bloody battles, and life and death struggles...

The elite warrior who had experienced all the war, when his eyes became serious, scaring two young white-collar workers to death was as simple as intimidating a pet dog.

Li Xianyang licked his lips and stepped back and left the corridor.

The bodyguard in the corridor grinned and licked his lips with his scarlet tongue.

Everyone who saw this scene was sweating all over the forehead, feeling glad that they were almost eaten.

However, what surprised Li Xianyang was that after a moment, four people passed through the corridor and headed to the small garden behind. Two Azerbaijani bodyguards were like stone sculptures and clay sculptures. They were allowed to pass.

He wanted to be lucky and approached the corridor again.

The Azerbaijani bodyguard on the left immediately locked him with bright eyes.

Li Xianyang smiled, turned his feet and re-dissolved into the banquet. He thought in his mind: This is not right, how can someone go to the back? Some people can't, what is this pass?

Just as I was thinking, a foundation employee finally came over and came to him.

This is a pure and lovely girl, and she said with a smile: "Sir, I am the officer of the Dahua Poverty Alleviation Foundation. Now I am soliciting love and donating funds to help the poor..."

"I am all poor myself..." Li Xianyang, wearing Pier Cardin, waved his hand and acted as a banishing person. If the girl wasn't beautiful, he might not have used this joking tone. This is also the norm for the Chinese people. Before he became rich, no one would be richer than anyone else.

The girl gave up but was not discouraged and said with a smile: "The rescue targets of the Dahua Poverty Alleviation Foundation are mainly those extremely poor families and farmers who are in need of accumulation. With a very small donation, it can help many families. Moreover, the foundation is fully supported by Dahua Industrial. Where Dahua Industrial has business, Dahua Poverty Alleviation Foundation can operate at a lower cost and spend more funds on the poverty alleviation target itself..."

"I have no money." Li Xianyang became even more impatient.

"It is also OK to donate in the name of your company. If you donate a large amount of funds at one time, you can also participate in the Dahua Shuguang Council and directly participate in the management and construction of the foundation." The Dahua Council mentioned by the girl is the sub-management agency of the Dahua Poverty Alleviation Foundation, which is equivalent to the committee or board of directors of the charitable foundation.

For Sucheng, although there are certain utilitarian factors in establishing a poverty alleviation foundation, it will eventually return to the essence of a charity foundation. For such a foundation, it is necessary to maintain a certain influence, and it is meaningless to insist on absolute control. Instead, it is better to make it a tea party model, so that more people can participate and strive to make the cake bigger.

The job of giving money can naturally be expanded no matter how much you expand.

Li Xianyang was impatient when he heard this, turned around and wanted to leave, saying: "The company itself has to try its best to raise money. Where can I have money to donate a large amount of funds... Hum?"

He finally knew his mind, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What does the Shuguang Council you mentioned have to do with Director Su?"

"Director Su is the current chairman of the Shuguang Council." The girl was so cute that she said with a smile: "If you or your company can donate a large amount of funds, you can elect a member of the board of directors. With the approval of the board of directors, the member can attend the Shuguang Council. The board of directors holds tea parties every month. Today is the first phase, and the location is in the back garden."

The girl pointed to the direction of the corridor.

Li Xianyang suddenly realized and hurriedly said, "How much do you want to donate?"

"You can donate as much as you want. If you want to elect a director, the minimum amount you have set is 500,000 yuan."

"Buy an entry ticket for 500,000?" Li Xianyang stroked his chin and began to think about it.

In the early 1990s, import and export trade was Jinkou trade. Money came quickly and developed quickly. Regardless of whether it was related, it was not uncommon to make 100,000 yuan a year, one million yuan a year, and tens of millions a year in three years. What was rare was that it could continue to develop. People with 100,000 capital were doing business with 100,000 capital, and 1 billion yuan a billion yuan a billion yuan a billion yuan a billion yuan. These sensational figures in other industries also exist in the import and export industry. The scale of Shunxin Import and Export Company is insufficient in the industry and is more than enough, and it is time to need a springboard.

Li Xianyang thought for a while, slapped his thigh and said to himself: Fuck, I'm thinking about something, anyway, it's the boss who is bleeding, see what he says.

Five minutes later.

Li Xianyang called back and just stood in the hall, the girl from the charity foundation came over and asked with a smile: "Mr. Li, let me introduce to you our poverty alleviation foundation and projects."

"No need, we are going to donate 500,000 yuan and elect a director." Li Xianyang was happy while acting as a local tyrant. He did not explain this to the boss in detail. The latter thought it was just a cover, so he asked him to be the director. For Li Xianyang, who was here, this was a rare opportunity.

The girl smiled and said "Thank you". However, she did not accept Li Xianyang's checkbook, but chuckled and said, "The Foundation's regulations. I must introduce you in detail the foundation and poverty alleviation projects before you can donate."

"ah?"

"May I?"

"Okay." Li Xianyang has never seen anyone who doesn't charge money.

The girl smiled and organized the language, saying: "In short, our poverty alleviation foundation is to cooperate with national policies and guidelines to carry out supplementary poverty alleviation. There are three types of poverty alleviation projects at present..."

Li Xianyang listened to the silence for a quarter of an hour, and finally handed over the 500,000 yuan check, and was allowed to go to the backyard.

Only then did he realize that the people who had passed by the corridor had been "training" for at least a quarter of an hour before they went there, and they were not wasting time of 500,000 yuan.

Li Xianyang walked through the corridor with a bland pace. The Azerbaijani bodyguards didn't even look at him, which made Li Xianyang a little disappointed again.

When I arrived at the backyard, I saw Sucheng at a glance.

He and Shu Lan sat in a row of corridors. On the back of the corridor was a rockery pond, below was flowing koi, and on the front was a long lawn.

The people who came in early had already filled Su Cheng's left and right positions. Li Xianyang sat in the distance with envy and jealousy, barely able to hear Su Cheng speak.

They are really discussing poverty alleviation projects.

Li Xianyang thought again and said, indeed, it is not a matter of one sentence who can get Su Cheng's recommendation, so there is no need to discuss it.

It seems that the candidates need to be decided based on other performances.

Li Xianyang looked around and understood in his heart that it would be impossible for Su Cheng to introduce so many people to benefit.

If you don’t take out the benefits first, you may not be able to overcome this level.

"The boss's blood should be enough to let go of the tube." Li Xianyang suddenly felt a little gloating. The profits made by the import and export company were very good, and his salary was naturally very good, but it was far from comparable to the boss.

"We hope to choose one or several areas for the pilot first. Because it is a pilot area, we need to carefully select it, and it is best to target a town or town. A town in China has a large population, with tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people, and hundreds of thousands of people. As a new foundation, if it can lift more than 100,000 people out of poverty, I think it is a good starting point. We should not expect poverty alleviation across the country. It is a national project and not something a company can bear..." Su Cheng sat on the corridor and talked happily, and the people around him listened quite seriously.

Li Xianyang was far away, so he started looking around and then quietly counted the number of people.

"132 people!" After counting the numbers, Li Xianyang was shocked.

According to the standard of 500,000 per person, this is a 60 million yuan.

"This is a profit from entering the door." Li Xianyang suddenly felt like a dwarf.

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ps: I was too sleepy when I wrote it until 5 o'clock in the morning, so I wrote it again after I woke up.

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