C4 First He Would Earn 2 Million

"F * ck, why the f * ck are you calling me? You're so shameless." Chu Feng looked at the caller ID and hung up.

"Trash Tian Xiaofei, you want to use my money to marry a wife? Why don't you marry both of us?"

Chu Feng also knew a little about Tian Xiaofei's girlfriend, Yu. Her full name was Bi Yu. She was a live streamer. He didn't know what kind of luck Tian Xiaofei had to be able to hook up with her.

However, Chu Feng knew that this kid had thrown in a lot of money, and he had even taken a lot of his own money and pasted it on her, becoming her number one fan.

Ever since they had met once, it was as if they had fallen into a devil's trap. This time, he had even schemed against him.

"He died?"

This was the first time Chu Feng had hung up on her so straightforwardly. Could it be that something had happened?

Then I'll send a message.

...

Not replying?

WeChat.

...

He didn't reply?

A thought suddenly popped up in Tian Xiaotao's heart. Could it be that he really did not want me anymore?

"Impossible, this is impossible."

At this moment, Chu Feng did not feel at ease about this matter. Instead, he wanted to earn some money first. He wanted to use this 200,000 yuan to earn 2 million.

"If I can't marry my wife, I might as well do a good deed. Since I said I'm going to donate, I might as well donate."

"Go donate there. I'm so worried. If I have money, I won't be able to spend it. Don't tell me I really have to donate online?"

Chu Feng was in a lot of pain right now. He did not trust anyone online. Ever since he heard that there was a droplet fundraising platform, people who had cars and rooms were also fundraising online.

Also, there was a teenage sister who had raised her five or six-year-old brother. She had raised more than 100,000 yuan, but in the end, she only gave more than 10,000 yuan. How much of a C egg was this?

Not to mention some organizations in the real world, they had donated two hundred thousand. It was estimated that it would be the elite guards filling in the sea.

Drip.

"F * ck, you even sent me a message on WeChat."

He blacklisted and deleted.

The whole family blacklisted and deleted.

Chu Feng habitually opened his WeChat Moments and started browsing.

In the end, a post made his eyes light up.

Primary school Teacher Qiao: To arrange a library for the students in the school, to let them learn more, and also to let the children in the mountains understand more...

To raise funds, we hope that everyone will lend a helping hand to light up the road for the children. We will definitely use it openly and fairly... Every fee...

Yunyun, There was also a picture of a fundraiser.

Zi Song Hope Primary School was also Chu Feng's former alma mater. He came from there and naturally knew how difficult it was there.

"That's it."

Chu Feng hailed a car and set off in that direction. It was a square, which was also a very lively commercial square in the city. It was usually crowded and very lively.

After spending 20 yuan, Chu Feng arrived. After paying, he sent two text messages.

Your ending number is 8375cal. 14: 05 Quick Payment: 24 dollars, balance: 10120. 12 yuan. [Industrial and Commercial Bank]

Your final number is 8375cal 14: 06 Quick Payment Income: 240 yuan, balance: 10360 12 yuan. [Industrial and Commercial Bank]

This card was his wage card, and this money was also the money Chu Feng prepared for the banquet. The banquet was naturally not enough, but it was not needed now.

Hehe, it's settled.

Chu Feng was delighted in his heart. He could finally donate in peace.

Chu Feng strode towards the donation area that only had a few people. There were many people walking around. They were dressed in fancy clothes and leather shoes, but none of the people in the name watch bag stayed behind.

There was no need to talk about donations. Each and every one of them seemed to have their eyes on the top of their heads. They did not even look at them.

It was unknown whether they had seen too much or donated too much.

Instead, those who were dressed in ordinary clothing stopped to take a look. There were donations of 50 yuan and 100 yuan. And the teachers were all smiling as they thanked them.

Putting these aside for the time being, Chu Feng already had a smile on his face. He impatiently took out the bank card with the betrothal gifts and strode forward.