Chapter 484

The projects of the Chinese Academy of sciences are still very busy.

Lin Shilu came here specially today, mainly to tell Haotian Menglan fund.

Unexpectedly, I saw the scar on his body.

I can't help feeling sad.

Time flies.

After Haotian got up, she simply cooked some food. After eating with Lin Shilu, she went back to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The new cancer project, which has reached its final stage, cannot be separated from her.

During this period of time, Yuban has already finished the information.

What a coincidence.

The person of this auction foundation is Zhao Shiren!

Menglan foundation is a charitable enterprise, perhaps this kind of industry. It is not very good to have it directly. Therefore, Zhao Shiren thought of auction.

It's really a good idea.

Not only can you make a lot of money, but you won't get burned.

Haotian doesn't know how he got Menglan foundation. He only knows that this is his big brother's stuff.

And Zhao Shiren, this is tantamount to setting himself on fire!

"When will the auction be held?"

Haotian asked lightly, his face was very calm, without any expression.

Yu Jin looked at the information, then bowed his head respectfully and said, "at nine o'clock in the evening."

Haotian heard the speech and said with a cold smile, "get ready. In the evening, we will go on time."

While speaking, a Ling ran Qi escaped.

Yu Jin, beside him, only felt cold on his back, and a sense of coldness came inexplicably.

Suddenly, he knew.

Today.

I'm afraid someone will suffer!

Time is like water, like cloth, like shuttle.

Soon, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Xingyi's largest auction house.

People in the upper class wear Chinese clothes, jade clothes, neckties and shoes. They change their cups and change their shoes. They go back and forth in different ways.

They talk and laugh about the wind, and great scholars foam.

Everything is so natural and harmonious.

However, what they enjoy now is only the blood and tears of those poor people.

What they eat is not luxury, not money, but blood steamed bread.

It's the blood and sweat of the poor!

"This Menglan foundation, is not Lin Yan's, how suddenly ran to Zhao's hand?"

A man in the crowd suddenly asked.

And his voice fell, people around him, immediately cast scorn at him.

This kind of person, at first glance, is the first to rise to the upper class. Otherwise, how could he ask such weak questions.

Another person, with a light smile, said: "we don't know. I only know that this foundation has a lot of industrial chains, and the profits are very attractive, but they are all used to help the poor."

"If you can get it, you can make a lot of money."

"Ha ha ha, this brother is right. Menglan fund was founded by Lin Yan in his lifetime. In order to prevent the fund of the foundation from breaking down, he started many businesses in various industries for the foundation, and they were well managed."

"It's just that the purpose of his foundation is to help people, otherwise his assets will go up to a higher level."

"This Lin Yan is really stupid. This kind of good business that makes money should be used to help others!"

"There is only one disease in this world, that is poverty!"

"You can't cure this disease without the rule of law."

"What this brother said is that I also think so. Those poor people, who are the scum of society, should die."

Another man answered.

The two immediately looked at each other with a smile and touched the glass, as if to see a bosom friend.

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