Chapter 87

"You."

The warm palm fell on Qi Yan's head. Cen Baihe said, "you go upstairs and have a rest. When you wake up, I'll ask the doctor to change your dressing."

Qi Yan nodded, turned and walked upstairs. Halfway up, he looked back. Cen Baihe was looking at him. He showed a puzzled expression towards the other party. Is there anything wrong with him?

CEN Baihe smiled at him and took back his eyes. Qi Yan thought, is he suffering from brain tonic recently?

After sleeping for a while in the afternoon, when he woke up, he inexplicably thought of the couple he met in the cultural activity room. They were very much like immortal couples, but he saw infidelity from the man. If he was not a fortune teller, he would not believe that such a gentle and elegant man would betray his family and marriage.

The knock on the door rang out. Qi Yan got up from bed. When he opened the door, he saw Cen Baihe standing outside. "Come in, I'll change my clothes first."

Since October, the emperor capital has been getting colder day by day. Qi Yan has a wound on his arm. Wearing too thick has an impact on the recovery of the wound. Wearing too thin and too cold, he can't stand it, so he tries to choose loose clothes to wear these days.

Hearing the words "change clothes", cen Baihe's eyes were floating. He sat honestly on the single sofa and told him rationally that his eyes should not float disorderly, but the remaining light in the corner of his eyes was not optimistic. He always couldn't help looking in the direction of Qi Yan.

Qian Qian's waist is so thin and his back is white. I don't know if he has abdominal muscles?

"You've spent a lot of time at home recently," Qi Yan said to Cen Baihe as he put a long sleeved T-shirt around his neck. "The big boss is so relaxed?"

It turns out that money really has abdominal muscles. Although it's not obvious, it will never make people feel. It's a soft mass of fat. It looks... It looks like I really want to touch it.

"Well, it's OK," Cen Baihe looked back and his ears were red.

Qi Yan didn't notice his discomfort because his cell phone rang.

"Boss Li?" Qi Yan received a call from the other party and was stunned for a long time. He remembered that the other party was the unlucky developer. He spent a lot of money to develop hongliangshan. As a result, there was a mountain spirit and dragon vein there, which almost destroyed his family.

"Idol?"

Since the beginning of the construction of the temple, boss Li's luck has gradually returned. Not only does the investment in other aspects go smoothly, but also the health of his family has no problems. Now he is red, delicious and has a great body. The only sequelae is that he can't help paying homage to the gods and immortals, Even those mountains where there are immortals in the rumors, he has to bow twice. Whether he works or not, he can at least ask for peace of mind.

Whenever there is money to do things, the Taoist temple was built in just two or three months. The only problem is that he doesn't know how to carve the statues of mountain gods, whether they are anthropomorphic, abstract, kind-hearted or ferocious, which makes boss Li uncertain. What's more, he doesn't dare to be a little rash, so he thinks about it, Or asked Qi Yan here.

"The raw material of the statue is the stone of Hongliang mountain. The mountain god was born here. It's more appropriate to use a part of his body to make his statue. As for what it looks like, it's not so particular," Qi Yan explained with a smile after learning about boss Li's concerns, "The form of God is originally imagined by human beings. They can be plants, mountains and rivers, animals or humans. Let people carve it into what it looks like in your heart."

After boss Li hung up the phone and pondered carefully, he felt that master Qi's words were very reasonable, because no one knew what God looked like. He was more impressed by those portraits.

Boss Li thought carefully for a long time. He picked up his pen and drew an oval, smooth and clean on the paper without any irrelevant egg like items.

God is a light in his heart. If something like light can't be carved, then carve a light mass.

At the moment when he wrote, he never guessed that in the near future, the mountain temple he built will become a prosperous place for incense and become a famous wishing resort in China. People who are seeking good luck, work and college entrance examination like to come to this temple to worship. The merit box is also filled with the merit money of incense worshippers. Foreign tourists also love to come here to make a wish Cards, tie a good luck satin or something.

After painting the mountain god, he explained the matter and transferred a thank-you fee to Qi Yan.

Master Qi is a good master. He can't neglect it.

Qi Yan received a bank notification message on his mobile phone, saying that there were hundreds of thousands of yuan more in his account. After thinking about it, he guessed that it should be the money given by boss Li.

He took the money in peace of mind. After transferring part of it to the charity platform, he forgot about it.

Hua'an relief society is the most credible and trusted charitable organization in China. Since its establishment, it has been committed to education assistance, women's and children's protection and natural disaster relief. They receive donations from all over the country every day. However, they will arrange staff to count them and put them on the official website, It is clear at a glance where the money is spent.

The staff of this charity organization are not volunteers. Part of their income comes from the foundation and the other part from government subsidies. The overall income level is not high, but it is not low, but the people prefer this way.

Because everyone is a layman, how to eat, how to dress and how to bear family responsibilities without money? It's more reassuring to say this clearly than those who make a profit and gain fame through free volunteers.

Because when donating, some people choose anonymity, others will choose to leave their own names, but either way, it is a kind of charity. Every quarter, the charity rules the total amount of donations from the same people. This time, they found that the amount of donations from a private individual has exceeded one million, and the number of transfers in this individual bank account is very large. The small amount is only 500, and the large amount is hundreds of thousands. Today, it happened that another 100000 came.

Generally, for such large donation accounts, whether anonymous or public, they should report to their superiors to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

"How much anonymous donation?" the superior almost thought he had heard the employee's report wrong.

"1.339 million five hundred."

The money is not as big as the amount donated by those big people, and it is small. It is the money that many ordinary people can save for decades. But many big people have their own charitable foundations or foundations they trust. Who will insist on making donations to them all the time? Even if ordinary people are willing to help, they can't donate so much money in just six months.

"Make a report, which is managed by the top," the superior management thought and made a report to the relevant departments. They have no right to check the personal information of everyone behind the bank account.

Soon after the report was typed, they received a reply from the above to the effect that this person is a really kind person and doesn't have to care too much.

In less than an hour, the reply came down, and obviously I didn't want them to guess his identity. It seems that he is really a kind-hearted person with low-key and some background. He thought about it, put it down, and asked other colleagues not to mention it again.

Although they receive the transfer from this person every three to five times, sometimes as high as one million, they are surprised and used to it.

A big event happened in Chunhua community. The famous model couple in the community quarreled. The wife scratched her husband's face. The man went out without saying a word. I didn't know that the woman was about to jump out of the building.

Coincidentally, the woman was ready to jump at two or three o'clock in the morning. It is reasonable that no one knew that she jumped. Unexpectedly, a thief happened to enter the community that night and was chased to the top floor. They had no time to think why the access door on the top floor was not closed, and the owners and security guards of the community caught up.

However, before people caught up, they heard the thief howl, as if they saw something terrible. When they ran to the roof, they were almost scared to take a breath. A woman with red skirts and red shoes stood by the guardrail. If they were not many in the middle of the night, they would really be scared to pee out.

"Isn't this Miss Lin?" someone in the crowd recognized the woman. Seeing her dress standing by the fence, he realized that things might be bad, so he said cautiously, "it's so late and the wind is strong. Go back to bed and don't catch a cold."

Miss Lin didn't expect anyone else to come up in the middle of the night. She turned her head and looked at them. Her voice was a little hoarse and said, "why haven't you slept so late?"

The security guards took the opportunity to tie up the thief who was scared to pee his pants, and then called the police, "we are catching the thief."

Everyone saw Mr. Lin's face was a little white, his face was painted with exquisite makeup and beautiful jewelry. They vaguely felt that something was wrong, but there were several big men present. It was not good to reach out and pull her directly, so as not to be misunderstood. They were afraid to kneel on the washboard after going back, "are you here to see the stars?"

Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled: "yes, look at the stars."

There are two unmarried men who smile a little. They are worthy of being drama actors. They look really good when they laugh.

Just when they thought Mr. Lin had something to think of and wanted to jump off the building, Mr. Lin really came over from the fence and whispered a thank you when passing by them.

However, the two security guards were still a little worried. Early the next morning, they ran to knock on Mr. Lin's door. As a result, no one opened it for a long time. After they transferred the monitoring, they found that Mr. Lin had not been out of the building.

The security guards boldly called the police, and then forcibly broke into the door. They saw Miss Lin in a red dress lying in a pool of blood, with a man's brooch in her hand.

Qi Yan was criticized by Cen Baihe. Because his wound was inflamed and swollen, he was forcibly carried to the hospital by Cen Baihe early in the morning.

Just entering the hospital gate, he saw the doctor and nurse pushing an ambulance bed. He quickly stepped aside.

When the ambulance bed passed by him, he glanced at the pale patient and recognized her at first glance, the beautiful woman who came to the Cultural Palace to pick up her husband.