Godly Fisherman

Xiao Peng listened to Bell's explanation and then realized that it turned out that this fundraising is not always possible, and it must be applied for qualifications, otherwise it is illegal.

He is a little confused now, you can't ask for money if I give you money, then why are you coming to me for?

"Mr. Xiao, I am actually looking for you, hoping that you will join my campaign team and be my campaign consultant." Bell said his purpose.

Xiao Peng was a little dumbfounded when he heard it. I reined it. Your ambition is bigger. Not only does this look at my money, but even my people are worried about it?

I joined your campaign team so I have to pay?

"Mr. Xiao, I know that you care about your children. Didn't you just adopt four children? Our views are the same on this point." Bell painstakingly persuaded Xiao Peng.

"Director Bell, I don't understand. You should be rejecting overseas funds for this donation? Why are you looking for me? Are you not afraid to trouble yourself?" Xiao Peng frowned in confusion.

After hearing this, Director Bell laughed: "Among all Chinese people, I am afraid that I will not have any trouble if I accept your funding, and there will be benefits. After all, you are a superhero living in the hearts of all Stars and Stripes."

After hearing this, Xiao Peng was silent for a while, and said to Bell: "But I still can't agree to your request."

Bell became nervous after hearing this. He didn't expect Xiao Peng to reject him directly. If the media next to him reported casually-"Samuel does not agree with Bell's administrative policy", isn't this just smashing his own place? ?

So he hurriedly asked: "Mr. Xiao, I don't know why this is? You should support me for such a thing!"

Xiao Peng nodded: "I do support your approach to children, but you must have more than this political opinion. I can't support all of you just because you are good enough to your children. Otherwise, I will make trouble for myself. You said Am I right?"

Bell was a little anxious after hearing this: "Mr. Xiao, you are also too cautious. How can I not do anything that is not good for you? Isn't I making trouble for myself? If you are worried that I will be right in Los Angeles It is too much to worry about the disadvantages of the Chinese. After all, I have been working here for more than 40 years. I have never made any discriminatory measures. Haven't they?"

Xiao Peng shook his head: "Of course I want to be careful about this. You will not do anything to sorry me or other ethnic Chinese, but have you considered whether you have made any unsatisfactory decree? , Someone will target me. And you forget that I have another identity——Samuel, you only see how much appeal this identity can bring to me, but what you didn’t see was This status prevents me from supporting any political position. This is the bottom line."

Only then did Bell react, and Xiao Peng really didn't fool him.

Tiangongjiao is not hundreds of years ago. Where did Tiangong teach cattle back then? Let you be the king, you can be the king, if you don’t be the king, just change it! Later, those kings saw that this was impossible! Am I the boss or are you the boss?

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, so the good days of Tiangongjiao are over, and it must not be involved in politics. The only two public apologies in the history of the Vatican were both to China, because they were involved in politics.

So the bottom line now is that it cannot be involved in any politics.

After understanding this truth, Bell said with a weeping face: "Mr. Xiao, you reject me like this, there are so many reporters here..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning is obvious: there are so many people here, you have seen you rejected me, so what should I do in the future?

And Xiao Peng is also very speechless. After all, I am not asking you to find a reporter. This is all you take for granted, okay?

At this time Emilia came over: "My dear, anyway, these children are innocent. Are we just to help the children?"

Xiao Peng nodded after hearing this: "This makes sense. Director Bell, do you have a charity fund for children's aid?"

Bell was taken aback, then shook his head. Although he has a high status here, the economy is really not good. What kind of charity fund does he have the money?

Xiao Peng thought for a moment: "I'm really feeling a bit uncomfortable now. You can neither raise funds nor have a charity fund. Even if I have money to support you, I can't do it."

After hearing this, Bell also frowned: "If I now contact a few people to set up a charity fund, can I have time?"

Xiao Peng sighed and said, "As far as the efficiency of your work is concerned, even if you contact the capital now, it will take a few months. Then you can raise funds, okay?"

Bell was anxious now: "What can I do..."

Emilia said: "My dear, can't you think of a proper solution?"

Xiao Peng said silently: "I am not a god, how am I... Hey, there seems to be a way!"

"What way?" Bell's eyes lit up and looked at Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng greeted the reporter, so he had something to say.

"Dear friends from the press, I don’t think I need to introduce myself. Everyone knows me. I’m here to express my attitude. Today is the first time I saw Sergeant Bell, and the first time I heard about the tragedy of the children of Turbin’s family. . I think I should do something right. But as Chief Bell said, it’s hurting them to pay them directly now. It makes me find it difficult to do.”

A group of reporters looked at Xiao Peng and didn't understand what Xiao Peng said. Why? Is this making excuses for not donating money?

Xiao Peng continued: "I thought about it for a while, it can really protect

These abused children are not others, but the responsible Los Angeles police officers, so I decided to donate one million US dollars to the Los Angeles Police Department to purchase a batch of new security equipment for the Los Angeles Police Department, so as to better guarantee the people of Los Angeles. Security. I hope the Los Angeles Police Department, under the leadership of Chief Bell, can better serve the people of Los Angeles. "

A reporter asked: "Mr. Xiao, why don't you hold a donation ceremony for donations like this?"

Xiao Peng shrugged and said, "If it wasn't for fear of affecting Director Bell's reputation, I would secretly donate myself. What donation ceremony would be held?"

"Mr. Xiao, then I want to ask, based on your financial resources, is one million dollars donated too little?" a reporter asked.

Xiao Peng laughed after hearing this: "Have you donated money to the Los Angeles Police Department?"

"what?"

"Ah what? I asked if you donated money to the police station? How much money I have is my business, how much money I donate is my business, and it has half a dime to you? Why do you donate money to me? Pointing?" Xiao Peng asked rhetorically.

"But you are willing to spend more than 8 million US dollars to buy a car for yourself, but only donate one million to the police. Don't you think this is unreasonable." The reporter was not to be outdone.

Xiao Peng smiled and pointed to the reporter and said: "I don't know what the reporter's name is, but because of him, I decided the amount of my donation to the Los Angeles Police Department..." said At this point, he was silent and looked around.

The reporter was happy when he heard that Xiao Peng is a celebrity. As long as there is a moral kidnapping, isn't it too easy to deal with him?

What is rubbing fever? The reporters have to be hot too, right? Now Xiao Peng is very popular in the Stars and Stripes, and wherever he goes, it is the focus of the media. To make some news for him, he also follows a wave of enthusiasm. Thinking about it, it is beautiful.

As a result, Xiao Peng continued: "I donated $100,000 to the Los Angeles Police Department."

"What?" Everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong. Wasn't it a million just now? How did it become one hundred thousand now? It doesn't matter if it doesn't go up, how can it go down?

Pointing to the reporter who questioned him just now, Xiao Peng said: "It is this pesky reporter who made me make this decision. He is the one who has to bear all the responsibilities! I, a Chinese, came to your Stars and Stripes to give you Stars and Stripes. The National Police Department donated money, and the police department took the donation to protect your own people in Los Angeles. What kind of international spirit is this? As a result, this so-called "reporter" will question? Don’t you reporters like to grab headlines? Come, take him! I will send him to the headlines today!"

"You..." The reporter wanted to speak, Xiao Peng blinked: "Now it's changed to donate 50,000 US dollars. As long as my check is not written, I suggest you shut up! Director Bell, I am willing to support Your job, but I'm sorry, I can't stand such insults! How much money do I spend, does it have anything to do with him?"

Director Bell couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this, but for him, he really didn't care!

This Qian Xiaopeng was donated to the police station and not to him. Xiao Peng only needs to express his support for his attitude towards children, and leave the rest to him and his team. If even this matter is If he can't do it well, he won't run for it.

"Mr. Xiao, I understand your displeasure, if I make people question, I will be dissatisfied." Director Bell said.

"Especially a person who has no qualifications to question me." Xiao Peng looked at the group of reporters: "I was born in a fisherman's family, not a rich second generation, nor did I have any higher education, just because I have not received a higher education. Education, so I don’t have much culture. If you like to question casually, then I like to be unreasonable."

An older reporter next to him whispered, "Is it better to be reasonable?"

Xiao Peng was happy, and pointed to the reporter who questioned him just now: "Now that I know it is reasonable? Then I ask you: how much money I make, and how do I spend money with him? Ask someone to pay for it? Come here, are you all reasonable people? Tell me now that he is my son? You want him to teach me how to spend money? Ah! What a thing!"