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“Butler, you are in charge of the registration and make sure everyone has one.

There are also people taking photos.”

Wen Rao deliberately spoke loudly to make people think that she took the photo to gain a good reputation for Qingshan Pavilion.

When faced with the steaming hot steamed buns, the so-called refugees did not line up to receive them, but looked at each other in bewilderment.

It wasn't until a man who looked like the leader stood in front of the butler that the others followed him and started to line up.

The expressions on the faces of those waiting in line are hard to describe.

They were paid fifty dollars to act, and their mission was to cover the leaders and help them sneak into Qingshan Hall. Then their mission would be accomplished.

I thought it would be over in a while, but I still have to queue up! And I have to eat steamed buns!

If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would have just given 50 yuan and not come.

It took two hours to get here by car, and the round trip took four hours in total.

They could eat one or two steamed buns, but who could eat five big steamed buns unless they were extremely hungry?

Wen Rao whispered to the housekeeper to pay special attention to the people who were receiving the steamed buns in front.

When the buns had been distributed to seven or eight people, the first person who received the bun suddenly covered his chest and fell to the ground with a painful expression.

Wen Rao narrowed her eyes and took a look, then signaled the butler to act accordingly.

The opponent has made a move!

They responded to each move.

As the man fell to the ground, the others took advantage of the chaos and tried to carry him into Qingshan Pavilion.

The seven or eight old men and bodyguards blocked the door tightly. The few people couldn't get in, so they knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Just say whatever you want to say! I know you can understand me!

Don’t kneel right away! Someone who doesn’t know would think something big happened in our Qingshan Pavilion!”

Wen Rao exposed them in a cold voice.

He clearly understood what was said, but he didn't say a word and instead knelt on the ground to attract the attention of other neighbors.

Isn't this a clear attempt to morally blackmail Qingshanguan?

One of them first glanced at the man lying on the ground holding his chest, then spoke timidly.

“I can speak a few words of Chinese.

He is my brother and he has a heart disease.

Please let us go in and lie down for a while.

It’s so cold outside. We walked for several days to get here. We just want to have a bed to lie down and some hot water to drink.”

The so-called refugee who spoke deliberately spoke unfluent Chinese.

There are not only refugees but also local people at the entrance of Qingshan Pavilion.

Most locals won’t give Qingshanguan a hard time now.

However, there are also people related to the Cundao family and the Bhutto family who are eagerly waiting to see Qingshanguan make a fool of themselves.

"Isn't Qingshanguan the favorite charity? Just take in all these refugees!

There are so many strong laborers here, they can do a lot of work! Qingshan Pavilion will not suffer any loss if we accept them!"

"What philanthropist? Tsk! You can tell it's just a show when you see them just taking pictures!

People who truly do charity don’t like to show up in public!

Unlike the Zhan family of Qingshan Pavilion, they wish the whole family could go out and everyone could show up. "

Wen Rao didn't care about the sarcasm, after all, it was only a small part.

Her goal is to expose the true colors of these people.

"Butler, go ask our people if they have gained anything after looking at these people?"

Wen Rao turned sideways and gave instructions to the housekeeper without even looking at the man lying on the ground.

The man who claimed to be the man's younger brother knelt on the ground and crawled forward, trying to grab Wen Rao's legs, but was stopped in time by Jin Xi.

"Mrs. Zhan! Please save my brother!

I only have this one brother!

You can let a few of us go in and take care of him. It won’t be a problem for you.

As long as Big Brother is alright, we will leave and will never stay in Qingshan Pavilion."

As the man spoke, he began to kowtow.