The next morning, many people came to Zhao Haiyun's house and several trucks were parked at the door.

Military green with tarpaulin.

It attracted a lot of attention, but no one came close.

Originally, most of the villas living in Yuyuan Road were capitalists, and few idle people were approaching.

Zhao Haiyun invited them in generously.

Before sitting in the living room, a middle-aged man shook hands with him. "We were very shocked to learn about Comrade Zhao's willingness to donate his property. I dare to ask Comrade Zhao, what kind of reason prompted you to make this decision?"

Zhao Haiyun said without hesitation: "Because of the transformation of socialist thought!"

Li Xingxing was stunned to see a smile on Comrade Ouyang's face, feeling quite relieved.

"Comrade Zhao's transformation is indeed very thorough, which shows that our development direction is correct." Comrade Ouyang praised it without hesitation, "In communist society, eliminating class gaps is our goal."

"You are right, I am willing to use my strength for this." Zhao Haiyun said beautifully.

Comrade Ouyang's expression became more cordial when he heard this.

Zhao Haiyun did not forget Li Xingxing's existence and took the opportunity to introduce to Comrade Ouyang: "Comrade Ouyang, this is a young comrade from his hometown. Many of his family live in the countryside, and the rural materials are relatively scarce. Taking advantage of the opportunity to count the warehouse, I specially asked her to pick some useful items to take back to subsidize the household plan. Please check what you have selected first."

Comrade Ouyang put on the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Comrade Zhao, there is no need for this."

Zhao Haiyun smiled and said, "It is very necessary. Since I promised to the superiors that I donate all my property as scientific research funds and support national construction, I have to obtain your consent before giving some things to my fellow villagers."

"We have no objection." Comrade Ouyang said.

The little bit of assets that are worth tens of millions of dollars can be almost ignored.

Zhao Haiyun, he is one of the richest big capitalists in Shanghai.

His company has no debts, and his financial resources he has accumulated for decades are even more abundant.

Before leaving, Comrade Ouyang received the instructions above, as long as it is not excessive, he should try his best to meet all the requirements of Zhao Haiyun, a patriotic capitalist, and allow him to keep a portion of his property as his future living expenses.

Zhao Haiyun insisted: "Comrade Ouyang, please move to the warehouse with you and all comrades."

Comrade Ouyang agreed.

The staff followed him, while Li Xingxing followed Zhao Haiyun.

It is important to take good things carefully selected, so it is the best way to bring them back openly.

The several large pieces of rosewood furniture she liked have been disassembled into parts and piled in the corners to look inconspicuous. The other things she selected were apart from a little medicinal materials and clothing, and there was no precious metal items, and there was no suspicion of Zhao Haiyun's transfer of his property.

Thanks to everyone's disregard for antique calligraphy and painting, they have never opened more than a dozen genuine scrolls of ancient masters selected by Li Xingxing.

Comrade Ouyang took the staff to examine them one by one, but did not register.

Li Xingxing secretly patted his chest.

It's really not easy to take advantage of it.

After a while, Zhao Haiyun suddenly said, "Comrade Ouyang, I found that there were some cosmetics and leather bags at home, and there was really no need to donate them. I gave them to her together. How about it?"

Comrade Ouyang smiled and said, "You can do whatever you want."

So, Li Xingxing got another batch of high-end cosmetics and brand-name bags, which were not many, and the new ones were not even opened.

Zhao Haiyun specially explained to Comrade Ouyang that it was given by some overseas friends when they came to travel to China. It was originally a gift for his wife and daughter, but because the mother and daughter are now living abroad, they have never been used.

Zhao Haiyun then became more and more arrogant: "I want to ask her to take some old clothes and used watches back to give them to someone."

Mainly some antique watches he collected.

In other words, if he doesn't like it, he likes to play with watches, and all the ones he buys are fine products.

Donating it out is a waste.
Chapter completed!