I donated 100 million at the beginning

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Recently, the New World Charity APP only donated [-] million a day.

It's just too slow.

Hu Yibao is thinking of other ways to do charity.

Donate to the school?

Now in the whole of China, the most indispensable thing is the school.

Free lunch for the kids?

The country is already doing this.

Build houses for the poor?

The system does not recognize it.

Looking at the money in the personal account, more and more.

In a word.

Sorrow!

"Hey!" Shangguan Wen Ren completely understood Hu Yibao's thoughts, and sighed.

The housekeeper looked at the two of them incomprehensibly.

"Okay, that's it!" Hu Yibao came back to his senses and waved his hand, "Mr. Shangguan, see you next time."

After finishing speaking, Hu Yibao left directly.

After watching Hu Yibao disappear at the end of the corridor, the housekeeper looked at Shangguan Wen Ren, and asked with concern, "Boss, your leg?"

"It's ready!" Shangguan Wen Ren said with a smile.

"God cough cough, with the help of science, my legs are completely healed."

"Next, we need to adjust some directions. Starting tomorrow, we will announce the establishment of a global charity fund to help those in need, starting from China."

Refer to Hu Yibao.

In just half a year, tens of billions have been donated.

Shangguan Wenren felt that only by doing so could he be favored by the gods, and he would entrust himself with a dream whenever he wanted.

powder room.

All of the Hu's class have finished removing their make-up and are waiting for Hu Yibao.

"Master, are you okay?"

"That boss, is he not satisfied with our Farewell My Concubine?"

"How can you be dissatisfied? Shangguan Wenren probably wants us to prepare for the second match. What do you think, the team leader?"

"I feel more like it's going to raise money."

"Leader, you haven't been made things difficult, have you?"

As soon as Hu Yibao came in, everyone in the Hu's class surrounded him, asking questions with concern.

"It's nothing, just chatting for a while." Hu Yibao waved his hand calmly and said.

"Okay, everyone, get ready. After finishing the remaining few scenes, everyone will go to the magic capital, make it bigger and stronger, and create another glories."

According to the contract.

Hu's class is in the capital, and there are still a few performances.

But Hu Yibao can't lead the team anymore, because he will hold a concert next time, so he can only leave it to his grandfather Hu Chang to do it.

When it came to going to the devil's capital, the minds of everyone in the Hu family's class became active.

Magic City is an international metropolis.

For people like them, it is full of longing.

And then in Shanghai, under the leadership of Hu Yibao, everyone also believed that Hu's family would definitely be able to achieve glory in the future.

Two in the afternoon.

Hu Yibao followed Hu's family to the place where they lived.

Four courtyards.

It was my grandfather who bought it in Beijing more than 30 years ago. He originally wanted to let his Hu family live in it and pile up some sundries by the way.

I didn't expect house prices to skyrocket these years.

The current value is only a dozen or two billion.

It is Hu Chang's only family property.

The courtyard where Hu Chang and the others live is quite large.

However, once a dozen or so people lived inside, it seemed small.

"These four courtyards will be your property from now on." Hu Chang patted Hu Yibao's shoulder and said with a smile.

This can be regarded as the only real asset he can leave to future generations.

"Then I will thank Grandpa first." Hu Yibao said with a wry smile.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather was also a real estate boss.

Hu Chang took Hu Yibao and looked around the four yards. After Hu Yibao declined the invitation to eat, he took a taxi and left in a hurry.

After four o'clock in the afternoon.

Hu Yibao's figure appeared inside the bird's nest.