Chapter 385: Money, where is it used?

"This is almost the same." After taking over Xiao Fei's money, Xiao Yan was very happy. She has never used mortal money, thinking that a hundred has been a lot.
"These two people are simply a pair in the sky, they all seem to be, have not seen the money!" Blue Rain Butterfly said silently.
"Small, when my money runs out, I will sell your ornaments." Xiao Fei said.
"Okay!" Xiao Xiao saw that Xiao Fei was generous, and he could not be stingy. He said, "I am afraid that this earring can be worth hundreds of pieces."
How many hundred? Blue rain butterfly and Lin Xiao dance face each other, is it that she wears fakes? No, how can fakes have such a good appearance? However, I can't believe her decoration is true, because if it is true, one is worth the price.
Wearing hundreds of millions of ornaments, but very satisfied with Xiao Fei's one hundred, is simply holding a golden rice bowl to beg.
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"Everyone, everyone, now broadcast a news." The next morning, in the tulip middle school broadcast, the announcer sounded good: "On the day before yesterday, China’s Sichuan-Chongqing Province Yingxiu County was born again. The magnitude 5.2 earthquake, the victims were displaced, the situation is very miserable..."
"Isn't it said that more than 20 years ago, Sichuan-Chongqing Province had an earthquake? How was it born again?" Xiao Fei asked Zhu Xiaojie in the classroom of Gao Yiqi.
"Chuan-chuan is originally in the earthquake zone, and the earthquake is very easy to produce." Zhu Xiaojie said.
"So we Tulip Middle School, ready to hold a charity donation activity, wait for the students of the student union, will take the donation box, go to each class." The broadcaster once again sounded the voice of the announcer, "Please raise funds, rich Paying money, there are things to donate."
"Boss, you are so embarrassed, will you not donate?" When you heard the radio, Zhu Xiaojie ridiculed Xiao Fei. "The boss doesn't want to pay for it. Waiting for me to help you out."
"I will donate." Xiao Fei said.
Jingle Bell……
The class bell rang and the class teacher Zhao Yuru walked in.
"Everyone, I believe that you have already heard the radio just now." When he stepped onto the stage, Zhao Yuru said. "You are all relatively well-off families. I hope that if you have some money, you can donate some materials and send some warmth to the people in the disaster area."
"Mr. Zhao, we must definitely donate, you can rest assured." A boy said, "This time, I have to donate 10,000!"
"Teacher, I don't have that much cash, can I swipe my card?" said another boy.
Zhao Yuru was deeply loved by the students, so she said that in a word, the students were very enthusiastic.
"Han Xiaopeng, the donation can be swiped. But don't give your dad your card, smash it." Zhao Yuru said with a smile.
"Do not worry, I will not, at most, only tens of thousands of brushes." The boy named Han Xiaopeng said.
"Ha ha ha!" The classmates laughed.
"This time, we must donate, take the first place in the school, let Mr. Zhao have more face!" said a wealthy boy.
This must also be the first? Xiao Fei is amazed.
"Mr. Zhao, can I donate my LV bag? I don't like this style, just want to change one." A girl asked.
"I want to donate my Chanel and let the students in the disaster area use good bags." Wang Xiaohan, a girl in front of Xiao Fei.

I also donated my French Guerlain skincare products to make those girls beautiful!
said another girl. When talking about the people in the disaster area, she remembered the country girl with muddy face and dark skin, so she wanted to donate cosmetics.
When I heard that the girls were going to donate these things, Zhao Yuru was speechless and said: "Every female classmate, although you donate these, they also expressed your love. However, I think it is better to donate some clothes to keep warm. The disaster area is not like us. In the city, where the temperature is relatively low, and there is no house to live in, people are very susceptible to illness."
"Clothes! I also have famous brands in my family, but I didn't bring them." The girls said, "Would I bring it tomorrow?"
"Oh!" said Zhao Yuru. "In any case, this donation will last for three days. After everything is arranged, we will pack it and send it directly to the disaster area."
The leader of the Tulip Middle School seems to know the tricks in the disaster. The materials are sent directly to the disaster area, but not to the disaster relief organizations. Therefore, the love of the students can be delivered to the people in the disaster area.
"Well, everyone is quiet, let's go to class first," said Zhao Yuru. So I took out the books and gave them lectures. When I was giving lectures, I also looked at Xiao Fei deliberately. It seemed that he was different from other classmates. ,
After more than ten minutes, the members of the three student councils went to the door with the donation box. After getting permission from Zhao Yuru, he carried the box in.
A student’s cadre, holding a horn and encouraging the students.
The students began to get excited and they all stood in front of the donation box. "Everyone should not squeeze, come one by one." The cadre of the Student Union said.
The students lined up and started donating. Some directly took out a lot of cash and threw it into the donation box. More students use bank cards to pay, while others use mobile phones to choose WeChat payment. And those girls, I really donated their bags, cosmetics... Of course, there are also donations.
The squad leader, Xiao Xinxin, was greatly embarrassed. In order to set her example, she directly brushed 50,000. In addition to donating a set of painting tools, Su Shiqing’s sisters donated 20,000 yuan. The fat paper is more generous and donated 50,000.
"Xiao Fei, you should be." In the end, Xiao Fei is left. Zhao Yuru said to him.
All the classmates looked at him. Xiao Fei once defeated Park Chung-hee and defeated the Japanese ninja. It is quite famous in the tulip middle school. So they all want to see how much the hero of this tulip middle school can donate.
And cold Xinxin and fat paper, the understanding of Xiao Fei is too deep. Everyone knows his incomparable greed, incomparable tips, and wants to see that he will not pay.
Zhao Yuru also looked at him, and his heart was thinking, this guy is so stingy, how much will it be donated?
He doesn't have a good family. He just stays at Lin Xiaowu. How much should he donate? If you can donate a thousand, it is very good. The students thought in their hearts.
Several members of the student union lifted the donation box to Xiao Fei.
"This classmate, can you let me see the photos of the disaster area?" Xiao Fei said to the cadre of the student union.
"Look, let's see." The student's cadres took out their mobile phone and pulled out the photos taken on the spot, and turned them over to Xiao Fei.
"Amitabha!"
Xiao Fei said that with one hand on his chest, he couldn't help but read one.
(End of this chapter)