Ninth Special District

Two days later, on Saturday afternoon, the old cat stood in front of the Majia warehouse and took the phone and asked: "No, I see this car that pulls supplies. How is it printed on the car of the Tianbao Charity Foundation?"

"Yes, that's right. We are doing it in the name of the Tianbao Charity Foundation. Let's not speculate personally, let the media and the public pay attention to this foundation." Lao Li said succinctly: " I am the person in charge of this foundation. In the name of the foundation president, I will submit a report to the city council to run for the chief member of the SGD district. This way, I won’t be too online. It was attacked on the Internet, now we reasonably avoid it."

The old cat was puzzled: "The glorious things are all put on the foundation, will there be any problems?"

"No." Old Li shook his head: "With the heat, I will jump out and show my face at the right time. If you don't understand this matter, just do it."

Lao Mao really doesn't know much about this, but he believes Lao Li understands, so he didn't ask too much: "Okay, then we will pass now."

"Well, go."

"Okay, that's it." After the old cat hung up the phone, he turned back to Liu Zi and others Zhang Luo said: "Come on, come on, start moving."

After finishing his speech, a group of more than a dozen people would purchase the good materials and gifts in advance and all moved to the four trucks. The old cat was standing at the gate, wiping the sweat on his forehead and saying, "This is all money... If you want me to spend flowers, it's enough for a year."

"Oh, you are really inseparable from your old business." Uncle Liu Zi was speechless.

"Distressed, brother." The old cat sighed: "This is the first return, and you still have to find gold later. Fuck, you have to have the cost to be an official!"

Several people stood next to the car and talked for more than ten minutes, before old Li's friend Niu Hai arrived in a hurry. He is also in his fifties this year, but he is in good health. He looks white and clean and does not have so many wrinkles on his face. It looks like he is in his forties.

"Uncle Niu, let's go?" the old cat asked to smother the cigarette butts.

"Let's go, let's go, I've arranged all over there." Niu Hai nodded and hurriedly got on the off-road vehicle.

"Hey, Xu Dao, your car is just behind us." Lao Mao shouted.

"No, you have to take my car." The location director from the webcast station waved his hand and shouted, "There must be a recording on the car."

"This must be recorded?"

"Come on, come here." Xu Dao greeted.

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After working for more than ten minutes, all the people left the Majia warehouse. Niu Hai and Lao Mao sat in the camera car, and they all wore radio microphones and had a slight light makeup.

The director sat on the co-pilot and turned his head to the camera and asked, "Is the location recorded?"

"It's finished." The camera nodded.

"OK!" Xu Dao took the draft paper and looked back at Lao Mao and Niu Hai. "A few questions will be asked in the car. Don't be nervous, we just need to chuck."

"Good." The old cat nodded.

"OK!" Xu Dao responded, pointing at the camera and saying: "Come, 3.2.1, the second group of the scene, open the mirror."

The voice fell, the camera pushed the lens forward, and the car suddenly became quiet. The hostess who had not communicated with Lao Mao and other people before, immediately put on a smiley face and asked: "Mr. Niu, please give us Briefly, where are we going to this stop?"

"This is the case. For the living villages we are going to donate, due to the poor economic foundation and the remote location, the people in the villages have no fixed income, so they can only ask the young and middle-aged villages to apply for temporary work permits. Working here collectively. We are going to the dormitory where they live now." Niu Hai said in detail: "This place is in the black street area, close to the special zone wall..."

After hearing this, the host asked: "Is this dormitory building rented by the living villagers themselves?"

"Yes, it's the kind of bed dormitory that is rented out. For a few cents a day, the people who work in these living villages live here." Niu Hai nodded.

"Oh, that's it." The hostess turned to look at the old cat: "Mr. Li, I especially want to ask, why did the Tianbao Charity Foundation choose this kind of crowd for donations...?"

The old cat grinned and said very officially: "Concerned about the vulnerable groups, it has always been the Tianbao Foundation..."

The interview in the car lasted for more than ten minutes. Xu Dao felt that the material was almost enough, so he turned off the video camera and casually chatted with the old cat and Niu Hai.

Before coming to this dormitory building, the old cat actually had some money to hurt. But when he came to this place to see it, he was inexplicably grabbed.

This building is not in the center of the district. It is particularly close to the SAR wall. The surrounding area is all open wilderness. Only a few buildings with a height of seven or eight storeys stand in the ice and snow.

There is no gas heating in the building, the electric lights are turned off after 9 o'clock in the evening, and the water supply is only three hours a day. The open-air toilet on the back of the building is almost unattended. The stench is smelly and there are rats everywhere.

Niu Hai knew the people here and had greeted them in advance. Many workers who changed shifts heard that some people donated today and did not leave. They cleaned up the room and came to welcome them.

The old cat followed the crowd and the interview media into the building, and his brows were always tight.

The dormitory area of ​​each house in the building is about 30 to 40 square meters, but there is almost no space for activity. The bed is next to the bed, the sunlight can not enter, the house is full of damp smell.

Minor children, old men in their 50s and 60s with various chronic diseases, and old women who still have labor, all stood raggedly in front of the houses, looking at the camera numbly and expressionlessly, looking at the clothes The decent old cat and others stood motionless.

The world of flowers, wine and wine in the area, nights and nights, and dignitaries who lived in a drunken life, have nothing to do with here.

What is the dark side? What is the most difficult part of the city to be noticed? This is it!

One city, two worlds, two races.

The old cat walked here, and he couldn't say that kind of show in his mouth anymore, and he was ashamed at heart. Using such a group of people to fulfill their own interests, is it really cruel to read UU reading www.uukanshu.com?

Oh, no, old Li once said that the process is not important, the important thing is a win-win situation, you help him, he can help you.

The old cat restrained his emotions and temporarily forgot the purpose of coming here. He only seriously distributed materials with Liu Zishu and others, and talked frequently with people who knew Niu Hai.

About an hour later, Qin Yu just finished the meeting at the company and wanted to return to the Superintendent and received a call from Lao Mao.

"Hey?"

"I'm kind of good. You come here soon. I'm on Beilin Street..." The old cat hurriedly urged on the phone.

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In the urban area.

Lao Li sat in the car and took the phone and said, "Don't worry, just do what I said. It's going to be foreshadowing. Now it looks like there is still water in the face, but as soon as I blow, the waves will pick up A wave is coming. There is no point in refining the long-term. I want to win or lose!"

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