1928: The Rise of Giants

Chapter 334 Charity dinner? No, it's the Last Supper!

Things are exposed.

Ye Luo looked at Dai Li's retreating back and immediately realized that this troublesome young man might have noticed that he secretly sent Tan Si and others away.

But Ye Luo didn't expect to hide it from anyone.

After all, he had just received the list of the new committee from Song Ziwen a while ago, and also learned who would be killed by the National Government as a warning to the monkeys. When he gave the list to Ye Luo, Song Ziwen should have understood that he would definitely do this.

In Dai Li's eyes, Ye Luo was probably so arrogant that he dared to openly defy the Nationalist government's decrees.

But in the eyes of Song Ziwen and others, everything is a bargaining chip.

They handed over the lives of Tan Si and others to Ye Luo, and then Ye Luo would bring them benefits accordingly. It's that simple.

Dai Li must be guarded against.

Ye Luo recited a few words in his heart, and then talked to Zhang Dingyao with a smile on his face.

"Chang Zhang, how are you doing recently?" Ye Luo asked knowingly.

As the transfer order was coming, Zhang Dingyao's physical condition became worse and worse, but he still forced a smile and nodded: "I used the health care products from the Chinese and French Pharmacy, which is indeed effective, but it is a pity that it treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

"You should take good care of your health. The government affairs in Shanghai still depend on you." Ye Luo said with concern.

Zhang Dingyao raised his eyes and glanced at him. After not noticing any violation, he sighed heavily: "Aluo, I'm telling you the truth. What Jinling wants is to transfer me to Peking for medical treatment."

"When?" Ye Luo pretended to be surprised.

"At the end of this month at the latest." Zhang Dingyao glanced at him and sighed, "I came to this banquet uninvited just because I wanted to at least wrap up some things before leaving office, so as not to..."

He didn't say much, it was just the issue of the Jiang-Gui war that affected his career.

Indeed, the Huade military cooperation project raised the expectations of Zhang Dingyao's people a lot. Unfortunately, God's calculations were not as good as those of people. A war suddenly left them with no support for the Gui family.

At this sensitive moment, even if the principal wanted to arrest all of them, members of the old Guangxi clique, they would not complain.

"This" Ye Luo also sighed, and then said, "Then please take care of yourself."

"Well, you go and do your work, I have something else to do." Zhang Dingyao waved his hand.

Ye Luo took advantage of the situation and went to deal with the others.

If Zhang Dingyao really wants to leave, then Zhang Qun will definitely succeed him, and even his uncle Bai Xiongqi will also have to go up.

In this way, the chief and deputy chiefs, the Ministry of Military Affairs, the Ministry of Finance, the Department of Inspection, the Ministry of Personnel, the Customs Department, the Songhu Police Department, and the Garrison Command all have good relations with the Ye family, or have Ye family personnel embedded in them. .

"Finally, my Shanghai beach is coming." Ye Luo's eyes were sharp.

"Second Young Master, it's time to go on stage and give a speech." The field controller came over and whispered to him.

Ye Luo nodded and walked to the stage. Wang Ji, who had just finished his song, saw him coming and immediately walked off the stage with a smile and bowed: "Second Young Master!"

"Well, the singing is getting better and better." Ye Luo wanted to reach out and pat her on the head, but then realized that there were people around her, something was wrong, and immediately stopped in mid-air and said with a smile, " Lend me the microphone, I want Say something.”

"Yes!" Wang Ji felt his movement and when he saw that he did not continue, his eyes dimmed slightly, but he soon recovered his smile and handed the microphone over respectfully.

Seeing him walking up slowly, Wang Ji's eyes kept staring at him.

It would be nice if he could just shift his gaze to me for a moment. She thought so and looked at Ye Luo affectionately.

On the stage.

After Ye Luo came on stage, the music stopped suddenly. Everyone subconsciously looked over and stopped talking when they saw it was him.

Without saying anything, the Paramount Ballroom was as silent as night.

This influence moved everyone present extremely.

"Hello everyone, my name is Ye Luo." Ye Luo smiled. He had seen too many such scenes and could handle them with ease. "It's an honor for everyone to come to my charity dinner."

There was thunderous applause.

"As the banner outside shows, this Ye's charity dinner is to auction some valuable works of art, and I will donate all the proceeds from the auction to the north for disaster relief."

The smile on Ye Luo's face faded slightly. He held the microphone and his voice slowly deepened,
  "This natural disaster that occurred in the northern provinces is known as the Great Depression of the [-]th year of the Republic of China. How serious is the disaster? It is not an exaggeration to say that the food is exchanged for food, and no grass grows."

"Everyone, we are well-fed and well-dressed here, but in the north, countless people don't even have a bite to eat and are so hungry that they are ready to eat people."

The crowd below was talking in low voices, and many people were puzzled.

It's not that Ye Luo is exaggerating, but that everyone knows the nature of this dinner and the disaster relief-related scenes. It's fine that he has said it before. He seems to be making a fuss out of a molehill.

"They are our compatriots. I still remember when I was doing my first car business, I wrote a slogan: 40000 compatriots, [-]. Looking back now, I just feel guilty and cannot bear this sentence."

Ye Luo continued.

Everyone was silent.

Who can afford it?

"Of course, complaints are complaints. No one's money comes from strong winds. I can't ask you to give away your hard-earned money to others for free."

"So, I held this charity dinner today. All the artworks in it are collected by our Ye family over the years, or gifts from relatives and friends, and there are many valuable celebrities. You can bid as much as you like, what are you doing? If you like it, just buy it, and all donations will be sent to the north by the Yip Charity Foundation’s motorcade.”

"I won't say anything more. That's it. I announce that the Ye's Charity Dinner is officially open!"

The applause was widespread and lasting.

These words were Ye Luo's sincerity.

If he didn't know the current situation of the disaster in the north, he wouldn't be so moved.

As Chen Zhen's motorcade returned to Shanghai from the north again and again, seeing that he would rather risk being pursued by the Japanese invaders than to bring people back from the capital of Shandong Province, Ye Luo knew that the disaster had reached the point where he had to act. !

And what is the Jinling National Government doing?

They are still thinking about the civil war, they are still fighting wars, they are still asking for military expenses, food, and everything!
  The more he learned, the colder and more urgent Ye Luo felt.

Returning to his seat, as soon as he sat down and took a sip of water, Ye Luo saw Marquis Lin Kang running over carrying a wine glass.

This guy has never stopped since he came to the Paramount Ballroom. Now he is fawning over important people in the military and political circles. Now he is running to serve tea and water to foreigners. Now he is looking for connections with people invested by Ye's family. He can't wait to bring peace to the world at once. , divided into three persons.

At this moment, Lin Kanghou came, followed by Fu Sheng, whom Dai Li brought just now, and Chen Ruisheng, the director of the Customs Department who looked unhappy.

(End of this chapter)