Chapter 313 Where Is the Money Used?

"That's about the same." Xiao Li was very happy after receiving Xiao Fei's money. She has never used mortal money, thinking that one hundred is already a lot.

"These two are a match made in heaven, as if they have never seen money before!" Lan Yudie said speechlessly.

"Xiao Li, when I run out of money, I will sell your jewelry." Xiao Fei said.

"Okay!" Seeing Xiao Fei's generosity, Xiao Li said, "The earrings I'm wearing are probably worth a few hundred yuan."

Hundreds of dollars? Lan Yudie and Lin Xiaowu looked at each other, could it be that what she was wearing was fake? No, how come the fakes have such a good appearance? But I can't believe that her jewelry is real, because if it is real, one piece is priceless.

Wearing jewelry worth hundreds of millions, but very satisfied with Xiao Fei's one hundred yuan, it's like begging for food with a golden rice bowl.

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"Hello, everyone, I'm broadcasting a piece of news now." On the next morning, the announcer's pleasant voice sounded on the radio of Tulip Middle School: "Just the day before yesterday, another incident happened in Yingxiu County, Sichuan Province, my country. The 5.2-magnitude earthquake displaced the victims, and the situation is very miserable..."

"Didn't you say that there was an earthquake in Sichuan Province more than 20 years ago? Why did it happen again?" Xiao Fei asked Zhu Xiaojie in the classroom of Class 17 of Senior High School.

"Sichuan and Sichuan are in the earthquake zone, and earthquakes are easy to happen." Zhu Xiaojie said.

"So we at Tulip Middle School are going to hold a charitable donation event. The students in the student union will take the donation box and go to each class." The announcer's voice sounded again on the radio, "Please actively raise donations. Give money, donate things.”

"Boss, you are so stingy, why don't you not donate later?" Hearing the broadcast, Zhu Xiaojie teased Xiao Fei, "Boss doesn't want to pay, but I will help you out later."

"I will donate." Xiao Fei said.

Jingle Bell……

The class bell rang, and the class teacher Zhao Wanru walked in.

"Students, I believe you have heard the broadcast just now." Stepping onto the podium, Zhao Wanru said. "You all have relatively well-off families. I hope that you will pay some money or donate some supplies later to send some warmth to the people in the disaster area."

"Ms. Zhao, we are definitely going to donate, so you can rest assured." A boy said, "This time, I will donate 10,000!"

"Teacher, I don't have that much cash on me, can I swipe my card?" another boy said.

Zhao Wanru is deeply loved by her classmates, so when she says a word, the classmates are very enthusiastic.

"Student Han Xiaopeng, you can swipe your card for donations. But don't max out the card your father gave you." Zhao Wanru said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't, at most it's just tens of thousands." The boy named Han Xiaopeng said.

"Hahaha!" The students all laughed.

"This time, we must donate money, get the first place in the school, and let Teacher Zhao have more face!" said a wealthy boy.

This is also to fight for the first place? Xiao Fei was stunned.

"Ms. Zhao, can I donate my LV bag? I don't like this style anymore, and I just want to change it." A girl asked.

"I want to donate my Chanel so that the students in the disaster area can use good bags." The girl in front of Xiao Fei, Wang Xiaohan said.

"I also donate my Guerlain skin care products to make those girls look more beautiful!" said another girl. Speaking of the people in the disaster area, she thought of those country girls with muddy faces and dark skin, so she wanted to donate cosmetics.

Hearing that the girls wanted to donate these things, Zhao Wanru was speechless, and said, "Girl students, although you donated these, you also expressed your love. However, I think it is better to donate some clothes to keep warm. The disaster area is not like our flowers. In cities, where the temperature is relatively low, and there are no houses to live in, people can easily get sick.”

"Clothes! I also have famous brands at home, but I didn't bring them with me." The girls said, "Then can I bring them tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Zhao Wanru said, "Anyway, this donation will last for three days. After everything is sorted out, we will pack it and send it directly to the disaster area."

The leaders of Tulip Middle School also seem to know the tricks in disaster relief. Send the supplies directly to the disaster area instead of handing over to those relief organizations. Therefore, the love of the students can be delivered to the hands of the people in the disaster area.

"Okay, everyone calm down, let's go to class first." Zhao Wanru said. So he took out his books and gave them lectures. During the lecture, he took a special look at Xiao Fei, as if he treated him differently from other students. ,

After more than ten minutes, three members of the student union walked to the door carrying the donation box. After obtaining Zhao Wanru's permission, she carried the box in.

A student cadre returned with a trumpet to encourage the students.

The students started to get excited and rushed to the donation box one by one. "Everyone, don't squeeze, come one by one." The cadre of the student union said.

The students lined up and started donating. Some directly took out a large amount of cash and threw it into the donation box. More students use bank cards to pay, and some use mobile phones to choose WeChat payment. And those girls really donated their bags, cosmetics... Of course, some donated money too.

The squad leader, Leng Xinxin, was careless. To set an example, she directly paid 50,000 yuan. In addition to donating a set of painting tools, sister Su Zhiqing also donated 20,000 yuan each. But Fat Paper was more generous and donated 50,000.

"Student Xiao Fei, it's your turn." In the end, only Xiao Fei was left. Zhao Wanru said to him.

All the classmates stared at him. Xiao Fei once defeated Park Zhengxi and Japanese ninjas. It is quite famous in Tulip Middle School. So they all want to see how much the hero of Tulip High School can donate.

And Leng Xinxin and Fat Zhi knew Xiao Fei too well. We all know that he is extremely greedy and stingy, and I want to see if he is willing to pay.

Zhao Wanru also looked at him, thinking in her heart, this guy is so stingy, how much will he donate later?

He doesn't have a good family, he just stays at Lin Xiaowu's house, so he shouldn't donate much, right? If you can donate 1,000 later, it will be considered very good. The students thought in their hearts.

Several members of the student union brought the donation box to Xiao Fei.

"This classmate, can I have a look at the photos of the disaster area?" Xiao Fei said to the cadre of the student union.

"Look." The student leader took out his mobile phone and found the photos taken on the spot, and showed Xiao Fei one by one.

"Amitabha!"

Xiao Fei said, with one hand erected in front of his chest, he couldn't help but read a sentence.