When Qin Yu was called to the dormitory building, he was confused. He looked at the old cat with confusion and asked, "What's the good thing about you looking for me?"

"Come on, come in." The old cat pulled Qin Yu, Cha Meng, Xiaohao and others into the building together, and took them around carefully inside and outside the house.

Qin Yu looked at the people here and frowned with a solemn expression: "Is this place where Uncle Li contacted?"

"Yes." The old cat nodded.

Qin Yu turned around, stood next to the stairs on the first floor and asked at the old cat, "What are you doing with me?"

"I talked to Uncle Niu. Many people here have chronic diseases. Give you a chance to become famous and ask our Tiancheng Baofeng Pharmaceutical to donate some medicines to them." Lao Mao said, "Let me go back and let the charity foundation issue you a certificate and let the media promote it. What do you think?"

Qin Yu looked at him speechlessly: "This is the good thing you said on the horse?"

Lao Mao is a real person. He looked up at Qin Yu and said, "These living villages have helped Zheng F deal with the nuclear spoke area. Many people died, and many laborers have left sequelae... It's very miserable. If we can help, just help."

Qin Yu turned his head and looked around, and whispered to the old cat: "It's useless for you to give them medicine. If you take it, they will go out and sell it. To them, it makes sense to have no cash."

The old cat was stunned.

"Donate cash, Tiancheng donates 300,000 yuan, and I personally donate 100,000 yuan." Qin Yu said with his back, "The company can show off his face in the media. After all, I have done good things, so I will forget it."

"It's my brother!" The old cat grinned.

Qin Yu was originally a grassroots person. Although he was used to the misery and poverty of the planning area, he still resonated with him when he came here. However, it is not realistic for him to take care of the people here, so he can only help appropriately.

"There is another thing. Lao Li will use the media to fight for full permanent residence for these living villages, but without official speaking, the weight may not be enough. You'd better say hello to Feng Si and let him mention this matter to the above." Lao Mao instructed.

"Yes, he will help this." Qin Yu nodded.

"That's fine."

After the two discussed, Niu Hai and the media came over, and Lao Mao immediately pulled Qin Yu and said, "This is our Black Street Police Chief Qin Yu. He called Tiancheng Baofeng Pharmaceutical and was preparing to donate another 400,000 yuan in cash."

After the words came, the first floor applause was thunderous. The media staff pulled Qin Yu and wanted to take a photo, but the latter waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, have official duties, it's not easy to show up in public. Let's look back and thank Tiancheng Baofeng."

Originally, the people who came here to work thought that this donation was a show, but they didn't expect that they would even take out real money. Although there must be political demands here, the people at least received great benefits, so they were very grateful.

The leader here is Wei Kun, who is 35 or 36 years old. He is a rough-looking man and has a stubborn figure. He always talks and laughs whenever he talks to. He is very polite and experienced, and has very organizational skills. He basically takes care of the work of the migrant workers in the city, and he doesn't get a commission. Everyone trusts him very much.

Everyone was busy until the evening. The photography team finished filming all the materials and Director Xu finished work. Lao Mao, Qin Yu and others felt that the time was about the same, so they wanted to tell everyone that they would withdraw, but Wei Kun and others refused to let them go, and insisted on leaving these people in the dormitory building for a meal.

Qin Yu and others were all born in the grass, and they didn't have so many airs, and they didn't dislike the mess here, so they couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so they stayed for supper.

Because the dormitory building is very crowded, the dinner venue was chosen in the warehouse on the top floor. It was snowing outside, and dozens of people sat in two tables in the house, eating the cheapest but steaming food and drinking strong wine, which also had a unique flavor.

Qin Yu was really hungry and was called by Lao Mao without food at noon. After sitting down, he ate two large pieces of pancakes, which greatly increased Wei Kun and others' feelings.

"Director Qin, you are so friendly to the people," Wei Kun said with a smile: "This food looks the same as ours."

Qin Yu was stunned and replied with a smile: "Don't mess with me with this, as if I was so holding it. Let me tell you that when I was outside the district, I didn't even have a nest and I was hungry for six meals for two days. That's a common thing. If you ask me to make this kind of mixed bread, it would be better than this!"

"Is it true or false?" Director Xu couldn't eat what was here, and just drank wine. He looked at Qin Yu curiously and asked, "Do you still have this experience?"

"All the directors of the Ninth Special Zone are included. I should be the one with the lowest origins." Qin Yu smiled: "How could those people in Jiangnan District call me Lao Leizi secretly? Haha!"

Everyone laughed and Wei Kun raised his glass slowly and said, "Thank you, I can still see us... I'll give you a cup for everyone."

"Come on, I've done it."

"Done!"

“…!”

The room was noisy and the atmosphere was pleasant. Everyone drank until the lights were turned off at nine o'clock in the evening before they dispersed.

After leaving, Niu Hai and Lao Mao made an appointment with him to visit the living village outside the district, and then left drunk.

...

In the next two weeks, Lao Mao and Niu Hai took the media to the living village that needed donations twice, sent countless supplies and cash donations of up to one million yuan, and privately promised to Wei Kun that the Tianbao Foundation will definitely help everyone with the full residency.

Just as Lao Mao was busy paving the road for Lao Li, the election of the chief congressman in the district had reached a fever pitch. The first batch of permanent residence rights had also been distributed 700,000 places, and almost all living villages and small towns around Songjiang were doing this.

During this period, Wang Zongxiang frequently appeared in major media for presiding over the issuance of residence rights in Longcheng area and speaking out several times for the public. Although he has not yet actively campaigned for the chief congressman for the first congressman, even ordinary people know that this person is definitely a popular candidate for the chief congressman.

That night.

Wang Zongxiang arranged the bosses of several media companies and the leaders of online broadcasting stations in a certain entertainment city in Jiangnan District, together with Ye Lin, Han Fei and others.

When the show ended, Wang Zongxiang stood on the steps outside the entertainment city, drunkenly holding the wrist of the online broadcasting station leader and said, "Thank you, I don't say anything, just thank you..."

"We are friends, so it's far away to say this, Lao Wang." The leader held Wang Zongxiang's hand, held his big belly, and said in a vague manner: "To be honest, I think the position of this chief congressman is the most suitable for you to sit in. Now our momentum is really good... but... but you can't be careless, Lao Wang. As far as I know, you have a strong competitor."

"Who? Who the hell can still fight with me?" Wang Zongxiang asked with a chuckling.

"Tianbao Charity Foundation, I've been doing something recently. I checked it. The person behind it is Lao Li..." The leader lay in Wang Zongxiang's ear and said, "I have read all the materials they took. They are very good at making a decision. You have to have a clear idea."
Chapter completed!