"I want to set up a poverty alleviation fund."

Looking at Wang Hai seriously, he said.

Wang Hai: "Poverty Alleviation Fund?!"

Rigorous: "That's right, since watching Yueyue, my xinxing has grown a bit."

"The Poverty Alleviation Fund is no joke!"

Yang Jie frowned, "Especially because you are so famous, once this fund is really established, there will be countless people pouring in, and the money you earn will belong to others."

"Yes, be rigorous. You have to think carefully about this kind of thing. This thing is not a joke. If you are a little careless, the consequences will be disastrous." Wang Hai also advised.

Rigorous but with a faint smile: "Money is something that you don't bring with you when you die. The younger generation is the hope of our Huaguo. As long as I can use my money to help more people, it is considered very important." meaningful thing.

Furthermore: I only have more than one billion yuan on me now, and this amount of money is nothing. "

Yang Jie: ...

Wang Hai: ...

Good guy.

More than one billion is nothing in the strict eyes.

This is a little too arrogant and arrogant.

The height is unpredictable.

The corner of Wang Hai's mouth cracked wildly: "Precise, you must not say this outside, otherwise...you will be beaten easily."

"That's right, more than a billion yuan is nothing in front of you, and you are too... Shocking!" Yang Jie couldn't help but complain.

I earn 5 to 60 yuan a month, and only [-] to [-] yuan a year without eating or drinking.

Let alone more than a billion, even if it is [-] million, she has to save it until the year of the monkey.

This guy... really doesn't treat money like money.

Hearing what they said, Yan Jing smiled lightly: "Money is something that you don't bring with you when you die, no matter how bad... I still have the company's dividends every year, and that sum of money can also save me It’s not that I’ve been poor and poor.”

Wang Hai was speechless again.

"We have already persuaded you. Since you insist on doing this, I have no choice but I still suggest you not to use your own name."

heard.

Seriously, he looked directly at Yang Jie who was at the side.

Yang Jie asked in surprise: "Jin Jing, what are you doing looking at me like this, don't you want to... use my name!"

"Sister Yang, you are overthinking the truth. What am I using your name for? That's definitely not the case."

Yan Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I want to help me think of a name."

Yang Jie was a little embarrassed.

Good guy, it turned out that I was wrong.

"Cough cough."

Yang Jie touched her nose, "Let's call him Xinsheng!"

"newborn?"

"That's right, Xinsheng, the purpose of your fund is to help those children. Didn't you also say that they are the flowers of our motherland, and they are the future of our country? There will be a new life, and if there is no new life, how can there be a future?"

Yang Jie spoke out what she was thinking.

After listening.

A smile appeared on his rigorous face: "Xinsheng...that's a good name!"

"Chairman, please take the time to help me get this foundation. I will use one billion yuan as the start-up capital. If someone is willing to join in later, that would be a good thing. In addition, the newborn fund can only have students and elementary school students. I don't care about the rest, kid."

Rigorously know that he is not a saint.

All he can do is try his best.

Repairing school buildings, helping children with serious illnesses...

Besides, he is really incapable.

"One billion..."

Wang Hai's eyeballs began to roll wildly, "You really don't treat money like money."

"It's still the same sentence. If you lose money, you can make it again. If the child's life is lost, that is our biggest loss."

The rigor is still so determined.

back home.

He didn't bother to rest, but sat in front of the computer and started writing songs.

Today's society is too impetuous, and many people even forget that they used to be caring and conscientious.

What Yan Jing wants to do is to guide them... to be good again.

The song he wants to write is a musical composition sung by sister Hong and jj.

It's called - Under the Flying Clouds! !

Sister Hong herself is a great benevolent person in the entertainment industry. She is a top-notch person, but for her own charity, she spent all her savings.

At the most difficult time, even 100 million could not afford it.

This number may not be a lot for ordinary people, but for such a top star, it is really nothing!

after all……

Some first-line stars have tax evasion of several hundred million.

The song "Under the Flying Clouds" is also written for those who are suffering.

In about half an hour, Rigorousness had already returned to the company's recording studio.

Wang Hai and Yang Jie followed behind, and Lao Zhang directly strode towards the strictness: "Mr. Yan, you are really a kind person!"

"Lao Zhang, don't say that, I just did what I should do."

"Pull it down! What does Xiao Yueyue have to do with you? How could this be what you should do? You just have a kind heart! I don't accept rebuttals."

talking.

Lao Zhang directly took out a small stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to Yan Jing.

Rigorous: "Old Zhang, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Yan, I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have much financial strength, but this is my heart, you help me pass it on to Xiaoyueyue's parents."

Lao Zhang said these words seriously.

After listening.

Rigor was shocked.

He really didn't expect that a person like Lao Zhang would be willing to give 1000 yuan to Xiao Yueyue.

"Ha ha."

Old Zhang clearly saw the serious confusion, "Mr. Yan, I told you before that my son is also a soldier. The country helped our family a lot back then, so I am giving back to the society."

Rigorous: "Old Zhang, then I will thank you on behalf of Xiao Yueyue."

"Ugh."

Lao Zhang sighed, "What a crime! It's a crime for such a young child to suffer from such a strange disease!"

"By the way, Mr. Yan, you are here to record a song!"

"Ah."

"Okay, then let's not talk about this, let's start directly."

Lao Zhang tidied up his emotions.

soon.

A soft background music sounded slowly.

Both Wang Hai and Yang Jie were silent, watching silently.

"The wind makes the clouds grow flowers, and the flowers all over the sky bloom silently under the dark clouds, and then... where do they go?"

"Wandering in the sea of ​​people, how are you doing? Do you miss home again, the burning dream in your heart, how long has it not spoken."

Sing here.

The rigorous voice stopped suddenly, and then started again.

"Under the flying clouds, the home I thought I had forgotten, spoke in my ear, telling me not to worry about those pains and fears!"

"Me on the way, wearing memories and wind and sand, under the flying clouds!"

"I look at the strait and walk on the moonlit beach, and I admit that I still miss him."

"Oh... wait a minute, I heard that the wind is very strong ahead!"

heard here.

Wang Hai and Yang Jie looked at each other in unison.

This song,

Good feeling!

People can't help but feel an upsurge of emotion.

"Strictness, this guy... has to become a god again!"

A bright smile appeared on Wang Hai's face, "It seems that he has taken another step towards becoming a king."

"It's really good!" Yang Jie also affirmed.

The rigorous voice continued.

"My heart, rubbing against the clouds, is sore and numb, but my longing is crawling in my dreams. Is there anyone else worth waiting for in the future?"

"Loneliness is a windbreaker, it wraps fear, but I am very brave, no one remembers me, I am not bad, the future is waiting for me to get it."

"Under the flying clouds, the home I thought I had forgotten spoke in my ear, telling me not to worry about those pains and fears."

"Me on the way, put on memories and wind and sand!"

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