Super Fortune Telling System

Lin Qing took a look and rushed over.

After Yu Xiaoke revealed Dong Ling's identity, Aunt Qi obviously couldn't restrain her emotions.

Seeing Yu Xiaoke's slender body firmly holding her down, she almost couldn't stretch herself.

Lin Qing walked over, held Aunt Qi with all her strength, and slowly persuaded, "Aunt Qi, calm down."

"It's him! It's...he! If it wasn't for his project of hope...to build a building, my two children would not be permanently disabled..."

Aunt Qi was so emotional that the entire audience was moved.

Some emotional people have shed tears silently.

"What's the situation? How can the hope project be reversed and harm people?"

"Who... who knows, looking at Auntie's plain appearance, it doesn't seem like she's telling a lie. I always feel that this Zhongli Charity has caused some trouble."

"I also think so. This trip to the Luk Fook publicity conference was not in vain."

In the arena, the noisy voices became chaotic.

Lin Qing comforted Aunt Qi and remained silent.

These are the most down-to-earth people. To be able to do this would definitely be a huge blow.

After seeing Lin Qing holding Aunt Qi steady, Yu Xiaoke gently stroked the woman's back, gritted her teeth, and stomped directly to an old man who kept wiping tears behind her.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Qi's mood is a little unstable right now, so it's not suitable for talking about things." Yu Xiaoke looked at the row of high-ranking officials under the stands, and said, "If possible, Uncle Zhang can tell all those things. There are high-ranking officials from Sanfan City and a large group of warm-hearted friends who will make decisions for you."

"Hey... hey." Uncle Zhang wiped away his tears, and slowly straightened up with Yu Xiaoke's support.

Slowly swinging to the forefront of the stage, looking at the glamorous people, without saying a word, just knelt down and slammed his head heavily on the stage.

"Good-hearted people, I beg you to make decisions for us."

quiet……

The original noise of the whole scene faded, and the whole city was silent.

A few seconds later, a lean and well-dressed man in the front row rushed onto the stage and helped Uncle Zhang up.

"Uncle Zhang, you don't need to do this. If you have anything to say, just say it. I am the secretary of the Bintang Municipal Party Committee. If I can help, I will help as much as I can. If I can't, I will definitely report it. You don't look well, so sit still explain."

"Clap clap clap!"

"Secretary Qiu is doing great!"

"Look at all the other officials, no one moves! It's disgusting!"

"Sanfan City is blessed to have Secretary Qiu! Sir, speak up if you have something to say!"

When the cheers and applause came, Secretary Qiu looked calm, but he seemed not to hear it.

After helping Uncle Zhang to sit down, he cast down his eyes and said, "Master, please speak slowly, I dare not say anything else, as long as I, Qiu Chu, can help you do it, I will definitely do it .”

"Okay...Okay." Uncle Zhang grabbed Qiu Chu's sleeve firmly, nodded heavily to the audience, and spoke directly.

Seeing this, Yu Xiao hurriedly moved the microphone over.

"She and I are both from Daliang Mountain." Uncle Zhang burst into tears, pointing to Aunt Qi and said.

"A few years ago, many people came to our Daliang Mountain, saying that they would help us build the Hope Primary School. At that time, we were very happy and planned to help the masters build it together. But who knows, others said that we would not be allowed to intervene. They just said that they are afraid that we will delay the quality of the project, and they will not be able to explain to the caring people in the society."

"They said so, so we naturally believed it. But after all, others came to help us, and we can't help at all. We are poor in the mountains, and every family discussed and collected some money to buy some. Good wine and good food, let the masters eat."

"Later, when the elementary school was completed, those masters also retired, and then a few supporting teachers came, and we were very happy. But..."

Uncle Zhang paused, his eyes turned gray and his voice trembled slowly.

"But later, there was a slight earthquake in the mountains, and the elementary school collapsed. Those teachers and some children...all suffered...she...her two children had their feet broken, and I... ...my grandson..."

Uncle Zhang's statement was not very clear, but everyone present understood it.

His complexion paled for a moment, and he couldn't help swallowing.

But what they don't understand is that when an earthquake strikes, it is normal for houses to collapse. How can this be blamed on other charity companies?

But what Uncle Zhang said next and the blurred picture made them all dumbfounded and extremely angry.

Uncle Zhang trembled, and took out a tattered mobile phone in his hand.

"What kind of hope primary school is this? This is a deadly building." Uncle Zhang clicked out a few pictures while operating crookedly.

Seeing this, Yu Xiao immediately ordered the cameraman to take a close-up shot, and then put it on the big screen at the back to show it.

Several dilapidated mud houses and brick houses suddenly appeared on the big screen.Although fragments were scattered everywhere, it stood firm.

"These are the houses that our villagers often live in. Just this mud house, that's my own home." Uncle Zhang's mood gradually became a little agitated, and he kept paddling with his fingers.

"The little earthquake didn't even collapse our own mud house, but a new elementary school building that was built less than half a year ago. What kind of crime did we suffer?" After rowing to the back, Uncle Zhang couldn't help crying .

The scene was covered by a gloomy atmosphere, Qiu Chu stared blankly at those old mud houses, and couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

Yu Xiaoke comforted Uncle Zhang, turned her head, and signaled Huang Luoke to let the disaster-stricken people who came to tell their misfortunes one by one.

Lin Qing listened to these simple people telling about their misfortune, and shot Dong Ling like a sharp sword!

These most simple people greeted those people with their most simple kindness, but they didn't expect that the kindness would be burnt, and instead it would become the sorrow of suffering.

They didn't do anything wrong, but they were treated unfairly!All of this is thanks to the people in front of me!
In Yu Xiaoke's past, although Lin Qing had seen similar episodes, he didn't feel how tragic it was, but now, his heart was shaking and his fists were tightly clenched.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaoke's idea, who would have thought that these injustices would be exposed! ?
"Dong Ling! You son of a bitch! I donated money back then! Your conscience was eaten by a dog!?"

"Ma Dan's! Zhongli actually did such a ghostly move! Do you still have a conscience!? It's outrageous!"

"I want Zhongli Charity to give an explanation! Tomorrow I will post the recording and broadcast on the Internet. I want to expose Zhongli's shady scene!"

Dong Ling's cheeks kept jumping. Hearing the violent shouting, he glanced at Lin Qing viciously, and shouted viciously.

"It's nonsense! Just this woman, she already has a bad record, and she just wants to tarnish us with a few extras!? They are spouting blood, don't believe it!"