Chapter 66

"Really donated!"

"Donate 10000 without blinking an eye. Are anchors so rich now?"

"Cow approved!"

"It's really special. It's making up tenthousand dollars!"

"The point is that the gift income is only half. Anchor Meng donated 5000 himself!"

"Is it because the anchor forgot to halve the income or will he donate 10000?"

"I thought it would be generous to donate 5000 yuan. I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it!"

"Run so that your brain is short of oxygen and forget it?"

"The anchor himself is a local tyrant, isn't he? I've watched the live broadcast of the anchor for some days, let alone asking for gifts. Even Shuiyou didn't thank you for giving gifts. If it weren't for the local tyrant's ability to do so?"

"Local tyrants or not, don't you see this little sister? Anchor Meng, this is to pretend to compare, do you understand!"

"I've seen the anchor run live in the early morning. The little sister was also there. The anchor was obviously chasing her!"

"This little sister is really good-looking and has a good figure! If the anchor can catch up, she will definitely be the winner of the fat man's counter attack!"

"This is a beautiful Chinese painting girl in our Academy of fine arts. If she really catches up, that's myth! Meng pangchong duck!"

Zhang Zhou took Meng fan's mobile phone and repeatedly confirmed the amount of donation. He really donated 10000 instead of 5000. He whispered a reminder to Meng fan: "fat, the amount of gift is worth 98, but your income is only half, 5000."

Although knowing that Meng fan's family conditions are very good, I'm still worried about whether Meng fan forgot about the income sharing at all and donated it all with a big hand.

"I know."

Meng fan certainly knows the amount of gifts. He has seen the virtual projection screen of running shoes before looking at his mobile phone. For such a long time, even if his brain is lack of oxygen, he will not forget it.

"Those fivethousand were donated by water friends, and I also donated fivethousand myself." After thinking for a while, he added, "I have recently made a lot of money for those great God writers in illustration."

In fact, Meng Fan said this sentence to Wu Tong. He didn't want Wu Tong to think he was a spender who spent his family's money.

The key is to let Wu Tong know that she can spend and earn, and that she is as caring as she is.

Well, this is very important.

In some cases, Meng fan's IQ and EQ are online, and he is a little careful.

Of course, Meng fan is sure to increase the experience of [loose money boy] in the task of donation.

This achievement task is divided into four processes, which require 10000, 100000, 500000 and 1million respectively. The process reward only has points, which are 10, 100, 500 and 1000 points respectively, without additional attribute reward.

However, the attribute of the title is very powerful in Meng fan's view, luck +1.

If before, Meng fan was not sure how important the metaphysical attribute of "luck", which is not clear at all, can play. After experiencing the baptism and devastation of "sense of existence", Meng fan had no doubt about the metaphysical attribute.

Lucky +1 is not much, but who can determine whether his lucky number has reached 1!

Therefore, when it comes to donations, Meng fan donated another 5000 yuan without hesitation while donating today's gift proceeds.

Onemillion, it's always enough one day!

Moreover, if you exchange 10000 for 10 points, you won't lose much.

At the moment of donating 10000 yuan, Meng fan sounded a Ding prompt sound in the sea of his brain, completed the first process of [loose money boy], and won 10 points.

Existing points 503.

It seemed that after explaining with Zhang, he turned to Wu Tong, smiled and nodded to make sure that the amount of his donation was correct.

Wu Tong paid attention to Meng fan's live broadcast. Naturally, she knew that Meng fan's live broadcast room gave a lot of gifts, and she also knew that Meng fan was helping several well-known novels to draw illustrations, which really made money. However, Wu Tong was surprised to donate 10000 yuan.

"You are... Really good!"

After whispering to Meng fan, seeing that Meng's face was still sweating, he handed over a few photos that have passed so far, and then walked the program sweetly and said, "thank you for your donation!"

Ask the staff to issue a donation certificate.

On the side, the staff of the organizer and several great gods who helped also gave Meng fan a kind, friendly and respectful smile.

"Tongtong!"

When a man's voice appeared, Meng fan suddenly raised his vigilance and looked at the source of the voice while wiping his sweat.

This is... That man that night, Hu what fierce?

It seems to be a man of the moment in the school.

Meng fan remembered that he was having a happy chat with Wu Tonggang one night after he had just met him. Wu Tonggang left with an unhappy face after the man appeared.

It seems that he first heard Wu Tong's name from this man's mouth. At that time, it was also called Wu Tong. Today, it was actually called Tong Tong, which made Meng fan's heart sink.

Looking again, Meng fan found that Wu Tong's face was worse than that night, and there was disgust in his eyes, which made Meng fan's sinking heart suddenly open.

Hu haomeng seemed to specially announce to everyone that Wu Tong was his territory. He walked over with high toes and high spirits, and looked at Wu Tong very gently. But before he could speak, he heard Wu Tong slightly calm face and said, "Mr. Hu Tingsong, I told you many times, just call me Wu Tong."

Wu Tong is very disgusted with Hu Tingsong calling himself like this.

"It's not fierce, it's counseling."

Knowing Hu Tingsong's exact name, Meng fan muttered.

Hu Tingsong just smiled at Wu Tong's words, and didn't take it at all. His face remained unchanged, saying, "I was late in the traffic jam, but I finally caught up. I'm not good at long-distance running, so I had to come here specially to donate money to support you."

With that, he took out a pile of money from his bag and handed it to the staff, specifically saying the amount, 3000.

"Thank you for your donation, but the money is not donated to me."

Wu Tong has always hated Hu Tingsong's work style and self righteousness. This time is no exception, but he forced his expression to return to normal. Public welfare activities are good. She doesn't want any dog blood incidents.

"All the same, all the same."

Hu Tingsong smiled and waved his hand, then turned around and looked at him like Meng fan, saying, "are you the one who likes dancing?"

Hu Tingsong naturally saw Meng fan's sense of existence long ago, and he also knew that Meng fan often ran in the morning with Wu Tong, but he didn't care about Meng fan at all before. How could Wu Tong like him!

However, when he saw Meng fan at the scene of Weima, he also saw Wu Tong handing Meng fan paper towels very cordially, which made him feel a trace of threat.

Although there was only a trace, Hu Tingsong felt that taking advantage of the momentum of his donation, he could hit Meng fan and let him know whether it was good or bad.

Deliberately looked up and down at Meng fan's figure, and said, "your family should be in good shape. How much money did you donate?"

Meng fan hehe said, "it's a donation, which can't be compared with you."

From Wu Tong's disgusted eyes, coupled with Hu Tingsong's brainless words and deeds, Meng fan was not interested in fighting with players of this level at all.

Hu Tingsong was very generous: "it's OK to be public spirited. It's the same to donate more or less."

Meng fan gave a thumbs up: "what you said is."

Then he quickly pulled around Zhang who wanted to speak, gave the surrounding staff and the gods a look, smiled and shook his head, motioning them not to say.

Some people never deserve to know the truth.

Even if you know, I hope it's later.