After reading the newspaper, Wang Yong was in a very heavy mood. He once read a year-end summary submitted by the county, but the words on it were written in a bunch of flowers and a brilliant writing, so he almost said that they were the most powerful county in China.

But in fact, the development of this county is not good. It relies on the county's rich mineral and forestry resources, as well as tourism resources that have only been developed in recent years. Although the economy has improved, the benefit is very small. Ordinary people do not benefit much, and the two-level differentiation of wealth is very serious.

Wang Yong believed that the situation described in the newspaper was true. Not to mention anything else, as the only national poverty-stricken county in the city, if it was written so well in the report to them, the title that had been with him for decades would have been removed long ago.

What's more, this event was organized by the National League * Municipal Committee. Even if it is for political achievements, it is somewhat more true than the report Wang Yong once read.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Yong held the newspaper and looked up at his uncle and his wife Yuanyuan who were eating happily. Hearing Wang Yong's voice, the uncle first raised his head from the plate with difficulty, and looked reluctantly at the soup dumplings that had just been eaten.

"What can I do? Isn't this here to beg for alms with you, the big boss?"

After saying this, my uncle lowered his head and dealt with the half soup dumpling on the plate, and swallowed it all into his stomach in just a few bites.

"Big niece, pick up two more for uncle."

Uncle, without any hesitation, handed the plate to Zhang Mei who was standing at the kitchen door and said with a smile. Zhang Mei quickly put down the plate in her hand, took the plate handed by her uncle, and turned around and entered the kitchen.

"I'm going to ask Wang Qian to take someone to do this. It should be better in the name of the Banshan Charity Fund."

My wife Yuanyuan also finished a soup dumpling, and she didn't even have to wipe the juice remaining on the corner of her mouth, so she hurriedly expressed her opinions.

Wang Yong thought about it. When he founded this Mid-Level Foundation, he had donated money to support education. However, Wang Qian may not understand the situation in Hong Kong City and had traveled almost all over the country, but he didn't expect there was such a place around him.

"Well, okay. This matter is settled. I will call Wang Qian later and tell me that she will come forward to do this matter. She has more experience than us and has enough personnel to do this."

Wang Yong made up his mind and directly patted the board. The matter was decided. However, it seemed that the uncle was not satisfied with it. After hearing Wang Yong's words, he frowned, opened his mouth and closed it, and finally decided to say something.

"What are you waiting for? This child is starting school! Hurry up, call Wang Qian now, or go see it yourself, or ask someone to go for an inspection. The sooner this matter, the better."

"This is the reason. For such things, it's better to do it one day earlier. Children will benefit one day earlier."

The godmother stood behind her uncle with an agreement. She actively participated in the public welfare undertakings. What she felt even more distressed was the children who were still working hard to study under difficult conditions.

"Yes, yes. You can call Wang Qian now, and then call the base. A few days ago, after I received a notice from the Municipal Youth League Committee, I organized a meeting of all the teachers and students in our school to raise a batch of books, clothes, toys, sports goods, etc., and I was just sending them together first."

Yuanyuan was eating soup dumplings, while vaguely speaking out her final thoughts. It turned out that she had known about this for a long time and had organized the school to raise funds. But why did the Municipal Youth League Committee issue the documents to her? Wang Yong was very confused about this.

Seeing Wang Yong staring at Yuanyuan, he looked puzzled and surprised. Yuanyuan thought there was something dirty on her face, so she took out a tissue and wiped it a few times.

"How did the notice from the National League * Municipal Committee reach you?"

As soon as Wang Yong said this, everyone's eyes turned around, staring at him with a more surprised expression than him.

When Wang Yong saw this, he knew that something must have happened that he didn't know. I'm afraid that the only hidden truth in it was still kept in the dark?

"Did you tell me something?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the few people immediately turned their eyes to Yuanyuan, who was "the culprit" and saw how she explained it.

"Uh, this, it seems, I forgot to tell you."

Seeing his wife's innocent look, Wang Yong lost his mood to complain, and he was determined to hear what had happened in the past few days after he went to the grassland.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was embarrassed when she looked very considerate to her, she blushed and lowered her head and did not dare to speak. Her godmother took the initiative to stand up and tell Wang Yong about the hidden truth.

"Isn't this? Didn't this happen a few days ago when the League * City * Committee asked our village to choose a Youth League branch secretary? In the end, when everyone decided that there was no good candidate, Boss Wang proposed to let Yuanyuan try it, and the result was directly approved unanimously."

The godmother's tone contained a strong sense of pride, just like she was elected by herself. However, her daughter-in-law has a good reputation in the village, has prestige, and is considerate as herself, just like her own daughter. It would be normal for her to be happier.

"Ah? Why don't you say yes to me for such a big thing?"

"Didn't they forget?"

Looking at Yuanyuan who looked innocent and very shy, Wang Yong was speechless. He could even forget such things. He really doubted whether her kindergarten director could be a good candidate.

"Okay, don't talk about those unnecessary things. Call Wang Qian and let her come over quickly. Then I will follow the village on behalf of the village to take a look."

The next thing was very simple. She called Wang Qian and told him about the current incident, which surprised Wang Qian. She never expected that there was such a poor place in her hometown.

As the head of the Mid-Level Charity Fund, this made her feel very embarrassing. In the past two years, she led the foundation's people to travel around, and almost all the poor areas have arrived, leaving her hometown.

After all, she was a professional. In less than half an hour, she brought a few subordinates to Wang Yong's place from the county. She didn't even care about eating, so she shouted to go over and inspect the actual situation in the local area so as to provide a first-hand basis for the next support plan.

Everyone couldn't twist her and insisted. Finally, my uncle made a decision and asked everyone who brought to Wang Qian to put a few soup bags in plastic bags, then brought a bottle of water, and went straight to the base airport.

Wang Yong did not follow him and stayed at home to wait for news. In fact, he couldn't bear to look at the children living in difficulties, just like the situation he encountered when he was traveling with his wife before, and he couldn't help but ask for help.

But he also knew that sometimes kindness may not necessarily lead to good things, but may also turn the original good things into bad things.

You have to know where Wang Yong's level is. If he appears on the scene, I'm afraid that the local county leaders and minds who know the news will have to rush over to receive them as soon as possible.

People are not rich at all, and Wang Yong never thinks people too badly, nor does he think that everyone in the world is a good person, especially those in the officialdom.

The officialdom of the officialdom really annoyed Wang Yong. The reason why he is a small farmer at heart often doesn't even want to leave the village is because he is afraid of seeing strangers looking at his flattering gaze with admiration.

This will make him feel very embarrassed. He knows his ability. If it weren't for his good luck, he would have been unable to match most people.

What's more, he was very disgusted with officials who did not take the people seriously. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold it back for a while and would have an attack on the spot, making even a group of people unable to get out of office.

It is difficult to have any good results without the cooperation of the local government.

Even if he is famous and even if Wang Qian has a strong background, he dare not make trouble on the surface and uses some dark moves in secret, which can delay this matter for a while, right?

In order to improve the teaching and living conditions there as soon as possible, it is no big deal to compromise for the time being. At worst, wait until the matter is over and give them some eye drops to the leader of the Central Committee.

Wang Yong has never been ruthless to those officials who care about their own political achievements and ignore the lives and death of the people.

But a few days ago, I just started to be in the limelight because of the reception and visit. My uncle repeatedly told me to keep a low profile and said that I should learn the strategy of fighting. This time I will let him see that I am not worse than others when I play with my wits?

It’s just that with strong strength as a backing, I don’t want to play.

Things were much simpler than Wang Yong imagined. When the plane took off, Yuanyuan and Wang Qian reported on the news of the on-site inspection of the mountain primary schools in those poor areas to organize the event with the National People's Committee of the National People's Republic of China, respectively.

So, before their plane arrived above the school, the school they were going to began to mobilize the whole school to welcome the arrival of these rich men.

So all the teachers and students of the school saw three helicopters landing and unloading the items on the plane at the gate, and then took them off one after another.

There is no way, the conditions here are limited, and the so-called large playground can only accommodate a plane that barely lands.

After all the supplies were unloaded, the three planes flew directly into the air and flew directly into a relatively flat farmland not far from the school. Only the nearby places could accommodate these three planes at the same time.

Fortunately, it is winter now. At this time in the north, there are no crops except winter wheat, and there is no winter wheat here in Port City.

It was just that the three planes met in the air, and before they could leave, one was called back by a phone call.

It turned out that when the uncle saw the children in the school look excited and reluctantly looking at the helicopter rising higher and higher. When he moved his heart, he asked a ground crew guide who came down to help and called down a plane and parked on the small playground of this school to let the children see enough!

After the plane landed and the rotor stopped rotating completely, I heard the PLA uncle say that he could go up and visit the plane. Almost all the children forgot that there was a welcome ceremony that had not been held. They rushed forward and wanted to touch the legendary helicopter with their own hands. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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