MTL - Rebirth Starts at 7 Million-Chapter 137 build a hometown

The time has officially come to September 2010 to send off the roommates from the previous life.

Luo Fan, Zhang Shuai, and Li Jingyi also became sophomores this year.

Zhang Shuai did not come to the company when he was in school, as he did in the first half of the semester.

But come when you are free.

Li Jingyi as the director of a department is even less likely to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

Fortunately, Li Jingyi's grandfather is a professor at the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts. Even if she doesn't go to class, it will not affect her graduation.

So Li Jingyi turned into a state similar to when Luo Fan first started the company. She would go back when there was something wrong with the school, and she stayed in the company to work all the time.

Usually, he naturally lives with Luo Fan.

However, Li Jingyi didn't want people in the company to know her relationship with Luo Fan, so Li Jingyi bought a trolley herself and commuted to get off work separately from Luo Fan every day.

That night, after a day's work, Luo Fan came to the parking lot to drive home.

As soon as he got in the car, his cell phone rang.

Luo Fan took out his mobile phone and found that it was his father's phone number. He quickly answered: "Hello~"

"Hey, son, let me tell you! Our mall is officially completed.

There are 8 floors in total. According to the plan, the negative second floor is an underground parking lot, the negative first floor is a supermarket, the first to fourth floors should be all shops, the fifth floor is some entertainment venues, and the sixth floor is a cinema and a place to eat. Ready to find someone to renovate the supermarket. "Luo Hai said excitedly on the phone.

Hearing that the sixth floor of the mall was about to open a movie theater, Luo Fan's eyes lit up.

In the past two months, Cao Shuai has bought shops in 12 provincial capital cities and has begun to renovate cinemas.

Now that my hometown wants to open a movie theater, it must be Xingyuan Cinema.

So Luo Fan said to Luo Hai, "Dad, how much area do you plan to reserve for a movie theater on the sixth floor?"

"About 200 square meters!"

"How much is a flat?" Luo Fan continued to ask.

"It's only 3,4000! How much can we sell in a county-level city? I heard that the Yiping in Bingzhou is only more than 8,000."

"Dad, I'll give you 800,000 yuan. You can buy that piece for me. Our company is building its own theater chain. I'll open one for our family."

"Building a theater chain? Don't you make games? How did you start doing this?"

"These are some new plans of the company, so don't ask more."

"Okay, then I won't ask. By the way, my son has another matter. Didn't it rain for many days in our hometown a few days ago?"

"I know! What? Grandpa's house was hit?"

"No, it's the main road in the center of the town. I don't know why it has sunk in a large piece. Originally, that road was not easy to walk with potholes. ."

Hearing this, Luo Fan understood. Nine times out of ten, the renovation of the town is about raising funds.

Sure enough, Luo Hai said in the next second: "The town wants to renovate the road, but there is no money. I don't know when the money will be approved, so I can only raise funds.

According to the idea of ​​the leaders of the town, everyone has the money to contribute, and they can contribute.

But the people who stay in the town are either the old people or the children, no one can make any effort!

Your grandfather called me yesterday and asked me if I knew any engineering team.

As soon as I inquired, the engineering team went to repair the road, and it cost more than 3 million yuan even with work and materials, and the town collected 1 million yuan to come out, which is not enough. "

"What are the leaders of the town going to do?" Luo Fan asked.

"The leaders thought about asking the boss for some money, and then simply paving the road without asphalt and cement."

Luo Fan frowned when he heard the words, he thought about it and said, "Dad, can you contact the leaders of the town?"

"Yes! Son, don't you want to donate?"

"If you have money, it's natural to build your own hometown, right?"

"Son, it's not your dad, I'm stingy, it's some people in the town... In short, this money is not so easy to donate."

"Dad, you can rest assured that I know that I will not donate in my own name, but in the name of the company."

"Just know what you have in mind! Alas! When you grow up, you have the ability to tell you something.

When our house was just demolished before, there were a few people in the town who came to borrow money, but I didn't lend them any money.

Later, these people returned to the town to arrange various arrangements for me. They forgot their origins when they had money, and they didn't even recognize the brothers they grew up with.

What's even more outrageous is that there are people who go directly to your grandparents and say some ugly things, which makes your grandparents feel very uncomfortable. "

"I know, when our family went back during the Chinese New Year, I felt something was wrong before you stayed in town for a while.

Dad, I want to donate money to build this road mainly for my grandparents. This road is the most important way to enter the town in the city. My grandparents are old and if they get sick or something, the ambulance will always come in. Bar!

The road is full of potholes, how do I get there? So fixing this road is a must. ' said Rowan.

After listening to Luo Fan's words, Luo Hai sighed: "Hey! I understand the truth, and I didn't say that you wouldn't be allowed to donate. I just wanted you to be more careful. Don't spend your money and be scolded by others."

"Don't worry, Dad! I know what to do."

"Then I won't say more. I'll send you the phone number of the town leader in a while."

Luo Fan said ok and hung up the phone.

After a while, Luo Fan received a text message from Luo Hai with a string of phone numbers on it.

Luo Fan directly dialed the number with the phone on the table without hesitation.

After busy playing three times, Luo Fan's familiar local accent came from the receiver: "Hello, Xiahe Town Committee."

"Hello, I'm from Xingyuan Technology Co., Ltd. Our boss learned that his hometown was hit by disasters and there was a problem with the road. He wanted to donate money to the parents to help build the road. How big is the gap on your side?"

After a while of noise on the other end of the phone, the person who answered the phone changed. It was a woman just now, and now it was a man.

"You want to donate, right?" the man asked.

"Yes, how big is the funding gap for road construction?"

"We released information about raising funds to build the road in the town, and we got a total of 1.04 million yuan. There are still 200,000 yuan in the town. It costs 3 million yuan to build the road together with labor and materials, and the difference is more than 1.7 million yuan." The man said quickly.

"Our company can donate 2 million yuan to you."

"Really, that's great!"

"After that, we will send a special person to investigate. After confirming that the situation is true, the money will be paid soon. You should be able to handle the corresponding procedures, okay?"

"No problem, give us the donation certificate and everything, and we can guarantee it will be done well."

"Then it's settled, our people will come over before the National Day, and we will contact you at that time!" Luo Fan hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

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The fact that the village raised funds to build a road is a slap in the face. It is said that it is rich and powerful, but...everyone who has passed it should understand.