"Haha, the layman has great love."

Tang Luo did not notice the abnormality of Mr. Jing'an and praised him.

"It's nothing. You build a school...it's great love."

Mr. Jing'an looked at Tang Luo's side face and shook his head, and his heart...there was even more turbulent.

Why is it so similar?

Is it my own hallucination?

Or how?

Mr. Jing'an took a deep breath to calm his heart.

There are many similar people in the world, just a side face, which doesn’t mean anything.

Like many celebrities, aren’t there just many people who look similar to them?

Perhaps, I think Tang Luo is friendly because of the similarity.

However, his surname is Tang, which is a coincidence.

"Just do something for the children. If you are poor, you should be safe. If you are prosperous, you should be helpful to the world."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Well, then let's not praise each other."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an also laughed.

"good."

Tang Luo nodded and chatted with Mr. Jing'an, and soon arrived at the school construction site.

Getting off the car, Mr. Jing'an was slightly shocked when he looked at the school that covers a wide area.

Although she doesn’t often walk in the secular world, she also knows that every inch of land in China is valuable. It’s not easy for Tang Luo to take such a large piece of land to build a school!

"Mr. Tang, why are you here? Before coming, I didn't say hello in advance."

Old Gong, who received the news, rushed over.

"Haha, I just came and took a look, and I didn't expect to alarm Mr. Gong."

Tang Luo shook hands with Lao Gong and said with a smile.

"I heard from Lao Lin that Mr. Gong is always here and almost becomes a supervisor. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, compared with Mr. Tang, this hard work is nothing."

Old Gong shook his head and his eyes fell on the lay Buddhist Jing'an. This woman was dressed up strangely.

"Mr. Gong, let me introduce you to me. This is Jing'an lay Buddhist."

Tang Luo noticed Lao Gong's gaze and introduced.

"Laby Mr. Gong, this is Mr. Gong, who is the general manager of the school construction..."

"Hello, Mr. Gong."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an nodded.

"Hello."

Lao Gong is a little strange. What is the layman? Why did Tang Luo find a female layman to come? Do you want to show the school Feng Shui?

It’s not his fault for thinking so, but he really couldn’t think of anything else.

After a few chats, Lao Gong proposed to take them around. There was a certain process, so you could also report to Tang Luo.

"Okay, let's go."

Tang Luo nodded, with Lao Gong accompanying him, he saved him from introducing him.

After a round and turning, Lao Gong became even more strange. He didn’t seem to look at Feng Shui? If you look at Feng Shui, you have to at least get a Feng Shui board, right?

And what this woman talks to Tang Luo is all about the school itself and has nothing to do with Feng Shui.

Have you misunderstood?

Afterwards, they came to the office and Mr. Jing'an saw the overall plan of the school.

"Can this school be completed this year?"

Mr. Jing'an asked.

"Yes."

Old Gong looked at Tang Luo and replied.

"Tang Luo, I've also seen the school. I plan to spend another 50 million to invest in this school."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an looked at Tang Luo and said.

"Um?"

When Tang Luo heard the words of Mr. Jing'an, he was stunned and donated another 50 million yuan?

But Old Gong suddenly realized that it was not the Feng Shui, but Mr. Tang brought him to donate!

"This 50 million can be used for school construction or later expenses. I will leave it to you."

Mr. Jing'an said to Tang Luo.

"You can trust me so much?"

Tang Luo chuckled.

"Um."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an nodded.

"What, can't you trust?"

"Of course... I can trust it."

Tang Luo smiled but did not refuse.

"Since I am a lay Buddhist, I will thank you on behalf of the children."

"Haha, just like you said, it's just doing something for the children, no need to thank you."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an also said with a smile.

"Should I give me an account, I'll find time to transfer the money in."

"good."

Tang Luo nodded.

"When the school is completed, if the lay Buddhists have time, they can come here."

"Well, let's talk about it then."

Mr. Jing'an did not refuse, and nodded.

Just as the two of them were talking, a ringtone rang.

Immediately, I saw Mr. Jing'an take out his cell phone.

Tang Luo and Lao Gong looked at her cell phone and were stunned for a moment. Are there anyone using this kind of old antique now?

Especially Lao Gong, looking at this old antique mobile phone, and then looking at the simple dress of Jing'an's layman, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to imagine that this woman would have donated 50 million!

Fifty million... It's not a small amount, it's a huge sum of money!

"I'll go and answer a call."

After saying something, Mr. Jing'an left the office and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Miss, it's already confirmed that the people from Blood Prison Pavilion have indeed appeared in Zhonghai!"

"Why did it appear in Zhonghai?"

The ordinary gaze of Mr. Jing'an asked, "I asked slightly cold."

"This has not been found out yet. It seems that someone is going to kill... I will find out as soon as possible."

The person on the other side of the phone replied.

"Well, as a killer organization in the ancient martial arts world, their members appear in the Zhonghai, probably to kill people... Find their targets, and maybe you can wait for the killer of the Blood Prison Pavilion! Of course, we can't wait for the rabbit, we still have to find them as soon as possible!"

The lay Buddhist Jing'an said in a deep voice.

"yes."

The people over there answered.

"Okay, let's investigate from multiple sources. I still have something to do here. Let's hang up first. Call me anytime if you have any clues."

As Mr. Jing'an said, he was about to hang up the phone.
To be continued...