When they arrived at the shelter, the two policemen first delivered the beef to the police team, then fulfilled their agreement and went to see Commander Lin Jianzhong.
At this time, Lin Jianzhong was talking to two girls.
"Mr. Lin, we know that the people in the shelter are living in difficulty, and on behalf of the Sun family, we are here to donate supplies to the people in the shelter." A girl in a white dress said with a gentle smile.
She is Sun Miaoyu, and her family owns a large supermarket. The stock of goods in the warehouse allows her to eat and drink during the natural disaster.
With this confidence, she diligently gave Fu Xiyuan advice and help.
Helping Fu Xiyuan get things done may make Fu Xicheng look at her...
She knew that Fu Xicheng liked girls with strong abilities.
Being Fu Xicheng's woman would be much better than being the third daughter of the Sun family.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly again.
"Is this so? The Sun family has always thought about the people, and I would like to thank you on behalf of the masses." Lin Jianzhong also smiled, as warm as the spring breeze, but his words were full of wit.
At the beginning of the disaster, he negotiated with his father Sun, hoping to open a warehouse to help the victims, even if it was purchased at a high price.
Sun's father promised well, but he didn't get any supplies.
There are two warehouses that would rather be soaked in water than take them.
Are you going to donate now?
Let a junior come out as a representative?
"You should do things for the masses." Sun Miaoyu did not understand the meaning of Lin Jianzhong's words.
Lin Jianzhong could only ask again: "How much materials do you plan to donate?"
"There are two helicopters!" Fu Xiyuan said quickly.
Sun Miaoyu couldn't make the decision at home, so she secretly asked her employees to prepare some products, which were delivered by the Fu family in a helicopter.
But these products are pretty good!
The victims can't even eat what they want.
Upon hearing this number, Lin Jianzhong lost interest and turned to his subordinate Cheng Hua: "Xiao Cheng, you handle it."
After that, he turned around and returned to the office.
This little thing is not worth Lin Jianzhong's trouble.
Fu Xiyuan's face was a little confused, but Sun Miaoyu still smiled lightly and politely, and tugged on the corner of Fu Xiyuan's clothes: "Let's get down to business."
Then he said: "Mr. Cheng, this batch of supplies is not given to us in vain. In fact, we still need shelter."
Cheng Hua also said calmly, "Oh? Tell me about it?"
He doesn't care about the helicopter's supplies.
The supplies that suddenly appeared yesterday have been inventoried and are hundreds of times more than the two helicopters.
This thing is not worth mentioning at all.
The leader doesn't care anymore, so why should he bother?
And based on his understanding of the Fu and Sun families, he would never engage in loss-making business.
If these two little girls make any excessive demands, let them take the things back.
Sun Miaoyu was a little confused. She couldn't figure out why no one was interested in their supplies. The warm reception she had expected was not at all, and she was a little embarrassed for a moment.
But she still had the courage to continue: "My best friend's boyfriend disappeared near the shelter. I hope everyone can help find him. Anyone who goes out to search can receive supplies."
Pei Yi is in Lege Community, and now it is flooded in a radius of five miles. Hundreds of people will definitely find it if they search for it.
This is why she brought only two helicopters of supplies, which was just enough to feed hundreds of people for a day.
This deal is perfect.
When Cheng Hua heard this, there was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and he pretended to be difficult. He pondered for a long time and said: "Then this is the will of the people. We cannot force it. How about I lead you to ask?"
"Okay!" Fu Xiyuan and Sun Miaoyu felt that the young man wearing an executive jacket in front of them was very reliable.
"Okay, carry your own things and come with me!"
"..."
Do you want me to deliver my food myself? Fu Xiyuan wanted to argue, but was stopped by Sun Miaoyu, "Let's do business first."
"These workers will regret it sometimes!"
Fu Xiyuan and Sun Miaoyu, along with four bodyguards and two drivers, carried the items one by one from the apron to the lobby on the fifth floor. It took about an hour to finish.
Several people were so tired that they squatted on the ground. The pilot's hands felt so sore that he couldn't even fly the plane.
No one came to help at all.
What surprised them even more was that the flood-stricken people on the fifth floor seemed not to be interested in their supplies at all!
Everyone was sitting on the ground in small groups.
Underneath him was a down sleeping bag.
Some are playing cards.
Some are playing mahjong.
Some were laughing and chatting.
There were only two places where people were queuing up, as if they were getting something.
Take a closer look,
A smaller team is collecting family planning supplies...
The longer queue reached the balcony, where someone set up a pot and was frying instant noodles.
A spoonful of lard is burning until it smokes, add instant noodles and seasonings, stir-fry over high heat to bring out the steam, add some crushed biscuits, and it will be fragrant!
"Hey! Queue up behind you!" A strong man looked impatiently at the bodyguards crowding around him.
These bodyguards had just finished moving their things and were hungry. They were looking at each other from the balcony. One of them swallowed and asked, "Where did you get the instant noodles?"
Even they, guarding the big warehouse, only eat what they are given.
Instant noodles are not available every day.
The strong man said: "I sent it out last night. I send it out once a day."
"Can I eat instant noodles every day?"
"In addition to instant noodles, there are also compressed biscuits, and those who help with the work can also receive Coca-Cola." The strong man introduced enthusiastically.
"That's great!" the bodyguards exclaimed in unison.
"You worthless thing! Come back! Work!" Fu Xiyuan shouted.
The atmosphere among the people on this level is very good. Yesterday, supplies were distributed, and everyone was energized and wanted to help each other and overcome the difficulties together.
Now when they heard Fu Xiyuan yelling and scolding, they all looked back at her dissatisfied.
Several bodyguards also showed a hint of anger on their faces, and they endured it again and returned to Fu Xiyuan.
They opened a cardboard box and took out the equipment.
It turned out to be a projector and a screen.
Cheng Hua looked contemptuous at the side. In the face of a natural disaster, these young ladies who are not familiar with the world are still here to show off...
But he didn't say anything, just watched the two people's performance quietly.
The bodyguard took it upon himself to draw the curtains.
Showed the slideshow.
Fu Xiyuan took a laser pointer, pointed at the big screen, and began to cry.
"Dear friends, please help me!"
"My boyfriend has been missing for the past two days. He disappeared in front of the Mijia Grain and Oil Store at the foot of the mountain!"
"..."
"Please help me find him!"
On the slide, a photo of a man appeared.
Silhouette of reading a book,
Frontal shot of walking on the street,
The back view entering the men's room...
It can be seen that the man is quite handsome, a man of the school lord level.
It can also be seen that these photos were taken abnormally...
Fu Xiyuan added: "Anyone who helps find him can receive supplies!"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything.
Everyone is very interested in slides and gossip, but when it comes to going out to find people... they lack interest.
It’s raining too much. Wouldn’t it be better to play mahjong indoors?
"Little girl, how did you fall in love? Is he good to you?" Everyone just... still wanted to hear some gossip.
"...He is very good to me!" Fu Xiyuan couldn't say anything. She was filled with anger and turned to look at Sun Miaoyu.
Why didn't her idea work?
What about hundreds of free labor?
Why do people down there just want to chat?
Sun Miaoyu pursed her lips in embarrassment and reiterated hastily: "Anyone who goes out to help will receive food!"
"Then let's see what supplies we have first, shall we?" the good guy asked.
They are not short of food or supplies. After all, many people have seen the shelter stocking up, and everyone is very confident in the shelter's material resources.
They were personally involved in the story of a wealthy daughter chasing her husband.
And there is no harm in having more supplies. What if this rich lady really brought something good?
