In an instant, two-thirds of netizens across the country knew about the Liao family’s background and thought they were garbage.

Of course, I don’t know that the fundraising is still in full swing.

Since Liao Ke became 300 million yuan, there have been many more people who donated, basically 300 million yuan, and very few of them are 100 million yuan.

"I, Lin's Group, donated 800 million yuan on behalf of the group. I have observed that many mountain villages lack teachers. I hope to specialize in special funds to hire 10,000 teachers to go to the countryside to impart knowledge!"

Lin Jiali has long been accustomed to standing in front of many cameras, with a calm expression, beautiful and generous expression, and has Chinese characteristics.

In particular, the suggestions given were adopted by countless people.

The countryside is hard and no one wants to go, so she pays money to let him go.

It will definitely influence a generation!

"Okay, Lord Military God also wants to see if the donor can come up with ideas for the country and the people. If you are good, you will probably have a reward!"

The staff who recorded the record took a deep look at Lin Jiali and even asked someone to take a photo and stayed next to him.

This is a situation that no one has ever seen before.

Everyone on the scene and in front of the screen was envious.

Being noticed by Lord War God is a rare good thing.

"Thank you, I'm just doing my best."

Lin Jiali wanted to arouse the competitive spirit of some people and donate more money, but she didn't expect that she would be valued by the War God.

God of War, many people want to meet each other for the rest of their lives.

She has this honor.

I returned to my father excitedly, and the smile on my face could not be hidden.

"I, Roewe Skills, donated 800 million yuan, hoping to improve the climate and environment of the Northeast. Otherwise, the population will be lost every year and no one will protect the territory of the motherland!"

The young man stood in front, with extraordinary demeanor and unique questions asked.

Photos were also left to see if they would be adopted.

Because of Lin Jiali's speech, a small wave of ** was instantly triggered, and several people donated 800 million yuan in a row.

Just seven people donated more than everyone in front of them.

Liao Ke's face was so ugly that it was, watching people come forward to donate.

He mentioned 300 million, thinking that others would be shocked and looked at him differently.

However, unexpectedly, a woman, who turned around and donated 800 million, might receive the audience of the God of War.

Why is this right?

Isn't my proposal good enough?

Or is the donation less?

Damn, the God of War is a huge corrupt person and wants to spend money!

In his narrow mind, he thought everyone the same as him.

This kind of donation is not even a show, it is dry, but it can also make everyone watch it attentively and feel excited.

If you donate less, it is impossible not to donate!

"They are rich people. I made a small fuss and could only donate 100 million yuan. Zhu Yunlong, Zhu hopes to build Hope Primary School!"

Zhu Yunlong's health has improved a lot and has appeared again at a charity gathering with wealthy people.

After Su Ming took away 15 billion, Zhu's vitality was already severely damaged, and 100 million was the upper limit.

"We are also a small family, Hua Luoming, donated 200 million yuan! We hope to establish a charity fund to support out-of-school children!"

Hua Luoming has arrived and has been in the corner. He has not met Su Ming for fear of being attacked.

At this moment, he looked dodging and did not dare to face the camera.

"Luo Yusheng, the boss of the old private vegetable in the country, donate 100 million yuan. I just hope to help farmers, every family has food to eat!"

Luo Yusheng was lucky enough to participate. One hundred million was a three-month dividend, and he never thought that there would be so many.

At this moment, the face was full of red, and the body in his sixties was well maintained.

"My Zhou Yiyi, my father wants me to donate 200 million yuan to contribute to the country and let Lord Soldiers spend military expenses!"

The young and beautiful Zhou Yiyi, with her two ponytails, jumped and appeared in front of the donation box and said excitedly.

"My name is..."

After a wave of small ***k, people began to donate randomly, with hundreds of millions of dollars, which was considered to have made contributions.

Someone has roughly calculated that more than 80 donations have the money exceeded 30 billion.

Very terrible number.

I have to say that there are so many rich people in China.

You know, most of the people are still left without participation.

Many of the people on the Internet are secretly shocked.

What is speechless is that whenever a wealthy man has a dark history, he will immediately complain endlessly and be published in the public.

I don’t know if someone leads the rhythm or is spurted out by the black guy.

"Bai Su, the head of Bai's Group, donated 1 billion yuan. Strengthen the construction of remote mountainous areas. Every inch of land belongs to China, and there should be no gap!"

Just when the donation was dull, Bai Su stepped forward and instantly made a big move again.

One billion is almost the total fiscal revenue of prefecture-level cities in one year.

She donated a very large amount of money without hesitation.

It seemed as if the powder barrel had been lit, and people stood up one after another.

"I, the head of the Flame Building, donated 1 billion yuan, hoping to use it for the army. If the country is strong, the people will be healthy!"

"The head of Tiandi Teahouse, Qian Shan, donated 1 billion yuan, hoping to use it for national defense."

"Song Yitie, Jiangdong Shipping, donated 1 billion yuan to build embankments and prevent floods."

"Cao Shijie..."

Following Bai Su, some master-level martial arts sects sent new heads to show their faces in front of everyone.

This is equivalent to the recognition of sects or families that need to support their facades.

In just this wave, nearly thirty people were all from the martial arts sects.

But no one in front of the entire live broadcast has ever heard of anyone.

The most comments on the Internet are just one sentence: "Who is this person?"

No one knows their origin, no one can answer.

But no matter men and women, each person is majestic and extraordinary, it is absolutely impossible to be a supporter, because it is difficult to see so many people with temperament.

"Oh, Su Ming, are you not planning to donate a penny? Your confidante and good friend have donated money, why are you standing still?"

The above was busy, and Cao Sikong walked to Su Ming below and asked coldly.

"I didn't see you donate, why are you saying? Shameless!"

Xu Yourong immediately took it back and didn't donate. What's so awesome!

The martyr and others gathered over and saw his dead face, and kept shaking their heads.

It's really not very good!

Several old men, their eyes fell on him and their brows frowned slightly.

No politeness.

"I think I'm awesome, but I don't know how much money I can control my family!"

Song Yitie disliked him and said coldly.

"Oh, there are always some pretentious people in this world who don't know how high the sky is! "

Hua Piaoxiang glanced at him and didn't take it seriously.

It can be seen that he is a master, but what does it have to do with others?

"Let me do this, I donate 2 billion. Do you dare to keep up? Otherwise, it will be too priceless with them!"

Cao Sikong did not see the performance of everyone, but pointed at them and said to Su Ming.

As soon as he said that, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

I didn't expect that he could give out so much, and I didn't expect that he would look down on the power of their sect.

You know, when they stand up, they represent the sect.
Chapter completed!