President's Legendary Master

The little celestial master spread a piece of yellow table paper in the not-deep pit, and the talisman pattern drawn on it made General Manager Wu not quite understand it, unlike the talisman pattern usually drawn by Taoism.

What's more, this huge piece of yellow paper has a square shape, and the four corners are dyed with something. It looks red at first glance, but it may be purple at second glance. If you look at it, it may turn black, and when you look at it again, it may be white!

It looks rather weird.

The choice of place is weird enough.

But now, even if the little Tianshi asked him to stand facing the toilet in the bathroom, he had to stand too!

"When you want to vomit for a while, just vomit into this pit." The little Tianshi took out a bottle of pure water, which contained nothing in it, and the kind that hadn't been opened. He unscrewed it, handed it to General Manager Wu, and then I pinched a pill the size of a soybean grain and threw it in.

The amazing thing is that it is obviously a small black pill, but after being dissolved in the water, the water is still clear without any turbidity.

"Thinking, gods and demons?" General Manager Wu barely smoothed his tongue, and asked something strange.

"The medicine to cure your disease." The little celestial master raised his hand: "Drink, drink up this bottle of water."

"Oh." General Manager Wu obediently finished off a bottle of water.

After he finished drinking, the little celestial master stuck a talisman on yellow paper behind his back. As soon as he put it on, General Manager Wu felt a pain all over his body. The pain was sour and itchy, but deep marrow.

He opened his mouth and let out a "ah", and a stench rushed into his mouth. After all, this is a landfill of garbage. Although trees were planted, turf was made, etc., there was still such a rotten stench. It made him sick at the time.

There was a tumbling sensation in my stomach.

A burst of energy rushed up from his stomach, he opened his mouth and said "wow", okay, he spit out a foul-smelling black-gray stuff, I don't know what kind of thing it is.

The stench was stronger than the smell of this landfill.

The thing that was spit out landed on the yellow paper. Strangely, the yellow paper was not soaked by the liquid, but the liquid sizzled. If it hadn't been spit out from his own mouth, he would have suspected it was sulfuric acid Derivatives.

After three mouthfuls, he felt relieved.

After vomiting five mouthfuls, the whole person felt comfortable.

I only spit five mouthfuls, but the stench is very obvious.

Needless to say, the little celestial master, Dugu Haoyan has already grabbed another engineering shovel and filled the pit: "Okay?"

"Well, it's over." The little celestial master nodded.

Over there, Dong Chen came over with fresh purified water and rinsed the mouth of General Manager Wu: "Master, what is this?"

"Don't ask, if you ask me, you won't understand." The little celestial master said, "President Wu, I know you can understand Mandarin, so be careful in the future."

"Thank you! Thank you!" I don't know what happened to General Manager Wu, he nodded and bowed to the little celestial master, and bowed to thank him, which is called sincerity.

A group of people came with a whoosh, and then left like a gust of wind.

This time they gave the little celestial master a gift of 20 yuan, but Daomiao sent him directly to the orphanage.

It was delivered in front of them, and the director of the orphanage knew the little celestial master: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your donation."

"Is Xiao Ming going to have surgery?" Daomiao asked the director, "How much money is left?"

"It's not bad. The cost of the operation has been reduced by more than half. The operation is scheduled for the morning after tomorrow. The surgeon means that the success rate is as high as 80.00%. As long as the operation is successful, the child is still young and will grow up in the future. The wound on the body will heal naturally, just like a normal person." The dean said happily: "I never dreamed that this child can live a healthy life like an ordinary person, thanks to you!"

"You're welcome, he's still young, and he'll get better if he takes care of it." The little celestial master smiled a little shyly: "Then we'll go back first."

"Okay, okay." The dean personally sent them out the door.

Dugu Haoyan took the little celestial master back to Wendaozhai, but General Manager Wu, who was supposed to go back to the hotel to rest, book a plane and go back, turned around and went back to the orphanage.

Dong Chen acted as his interpreter and asked the director, "What's the matter with that Xiao Ming?"

"Oh, it's an abandoned baby. The child was born with a constricted place in the heart. If you want to have an operation, the cost is very high. Even if it is reduced, it will be 10,000+. It is probably because of this that the family abandoned it. At the gate of the orphanage, if Mr. Zhang hadn’t donated a lot of money, we might not be able to guarantee that he is still alive now, but ah, the child’s life is good, because he is only over two years old, and he is still young. It’s alright, when I grow up and fully developed, the wound on my heart will heal naturally, just like a normal person, except that I can’t do as much intense exercise as a professional athlete, and I can do everything else.”

"Do they come here often?" This is the biggest question in the minds of General Manager Wu and Dong Tezhu. Although Dugu Haoyan said that 90.00% of the income of the little celestial master should be donated to charity, is this true?

In this materialistic society, who would give away so much money?

If one-third of the ten percent is charity, people will call it a "charity master".

"Although I don't know what kind of business Mr. Zhang is in, I know Mr. Dugu. Dugu's family is also a charitable family. Every year, a special sum is put into the account of the orphanage, and some daily necessities are donated. How many years has it been for the daily use of the orphanage? Mr. Zhang only appeared in the last two years, and he said that he was young and didn’t know how to help, and he was afraid that something was wrong and it would be a waste of help, so he just took care of it. The money is all in cash, and occasionally through the account, but when there is a lot of cash, the welfare home sees that there are a lot of donations, but there are more people, not to mention the basic expenses of water and electricity, but the tuition and living expenses of some children. A lot of money."

"Although Mr. Zhang comes and goes in a hurry every time, he has indeed given us a lot of help. Although money is not everything, it is absolutely impossible to have no money!" The dean is also an interesting person: "Our The surgery needed to rescue Xiao Ming this time is heart repair surgery, which is expensive and the medicine used is even more expensive, but this is not a problem. When his surgery is successful, he will be raised well in the future. I believe someone will adopt him. He's a cute little boy."

When someone abandons a child, someone naturally adopts the child.

A healthy, cute little boy, only three or five years old, was adopted before he could remember anything, just like his own.

The dean of the orphanage babbled and talked a lot about little celestial masters. Dugu Haoyan doesn’t donate money, and Dugu’s family is all donations, probably because they started as a department store. The things they donate are daily necessities. , and Dugu Haoyan donated rice, flour, grain and oil.

Dugu's family is an orphanage, and several other big families also divide their labor. Some supply nursing homes, some supply orphanages, and Nangong's family. Their family is disabled soldiers, and they arrange the future life of some retired and recovered people. work and so on.

There are many things, very complicated, but they have persisted for so many years.

This is the persistence of generations of wealthy people.

After hearing this, General Manager Wu fell silent.

Until he left, booked the plane, stayed overnight, and boarded the plane, he looked at the long white clouds outside the plane window, and said to Dong Chen in his native dialect: "Is our Wu family also doing charity?"

"I did it, I did it. Last news report, the old lady donated 100 million yuan to the nursing home! And last time, the lady donated 10 yuan in cash to the orphanage." Dong Chen tried hard to recall, but he really couldn't remember it. Shao: "I heard that Miss San, who had a second bedroom last year, bought a diamond necklace at a charity party, which cost more than 30 yuan. The news said it was a famous lady from the Wu family..."

Although he tried his best to beautify it with various words, how could General Manager Wu not be able to tell how much money their family made?He knows in his heart that what can be used for charity is almost a drop in the bucket.

Charity auction, the third lady of the second room also paid for the diamond necklace because of her fancy. Of course, she may have spent tens of thousands more than usual, and then she was blown away by others. It was reported by newspapers and TV news. Take turns to report.

But Mr. Zhang's donation to the orphanage, he has never seen it on the news. If the Wu family donates, it must be full of gongs, drums and firecrackers. I wish the whole world knew about it.

Is this what you call charity?

It's not that you have to publicize a little thing and make it known all over the world, nor do you have to do good deeds in obscurity, but you must have a degree in everything.

Silencing General Manager Wu, Dong Chen finally couldn't speak anymore.

After the plane landed, General Manager Wu got off the plane, and the first sentence was: "Withdraw 100 million from my account and send it to the orphanage quietly, don't let anyone know."

"Ah?" Dong Chen froze for a moment, did the boss have a fever?Did you learn to do good deeds without leaving your name?

"Let's do it. There will be such a sum of money every year in the future. It will be donated to the orphanage this year, sent to the nursing home next year, and donated to the sewage treatment department in the next year..." General manager Wu has a long-term plan: "Go and buy another A batch of daily necessities will be donated to impoverished mountainous areas."

Dong Chenfu scratched his head in his heart: "Okay, I'll do it now."

The little celestial master still doesn't know about the changes in general manager Wu. He is following Dugu Haoyan to patrol the construction site. High-rise buildings are erected on the ground. He has seen this process.

"The trees in the nearby lawn have been planted. They will take root and sprout this year, and they may bloom and bear fruit next year. Many of them are rare species. We specially planted them in the botanical garden over there, and there are special people to look after them." Huangfu Gao Han pointed to a flat lawn and said: "This is a lawn, and all the grasses are the simplest. I don't use any Korean grasses. They are useless, and they are very expensive. Such small grasses are very good."

"There seems to be no water here?" Dugu Haoyan looked at it for a long time, and found a problem: "It is good to have mountains and water."

"Flat land is flat land. Where did you get the mountains and rivers?" The little celestial master laughed: "This is good, it's more natural. Besides, in the Northeast, do you expect the fountain to spray water all year round? That's unrealistic." .”

Among other things, the sprinkler pipes are in danger of being frozen and cracked. If the water pipes are frozen and cracked in winter, it will be very troublesome.

"That's right!" Dugu Haoyan also smiled: "After the beams are installed, the interior can be decorated."

The decoration he mentioned is actually on the large surface, installing doors, windows and radiators, and then connecting various lines, wires, gas pipes, and other things.

Because several construction sites started at the same time, it was very lively, and the old grave was repaired at the earliest. Daomiao went to cultivate the old grave again, and replaced the yellow paper on the grave with a new one. of.

The weather is getting hotter and the progress on the construction site is faster. In addition to three meals a day, the workers also have iced sour plum soup or iced mung bean soup at noon, and watermelon at night. Each person is given a spoon and half of the watermelon. So many knives, dig and eat yourself.

They're all old men, you're welcome.

In the evening, the little Tianshi was also holding half a watermelon and eating the watermelon flesh with a spoon: "Driving today, coach Gao said that I am very proficient."

"Well, is that so?" Dugu Haoyan rubbed his chin: "Really?"

"Really!" The little celestial master was sure.

As a result, Dugu Haoyan came to class the next weekend, followed by two people who looked familiar.

who?

It was the examiner of the road test on the day they took the driver's license test.

"How about we take a mock exam today?" Coach Gao Dazhuang smiled with a standard eight teeth: "Who will come first?"

The little celestial master pouted and glared at Dugu Haoyan angrily. He was the only guy who could think of this way and act on it.