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() Dongri's decision

At noon, Fan Yi went to the securities company and decided to sell all the last shares of Yunnan Copper in his hands. <>

As soon as the market opened, as the market fluctuated downward, the share price of Yunnan Copper broke through.Fan Yi waited patiently in front of the computer. After a while, he finally saw that there was a rebound in the market. He deliberately lowered the price by two cents, filled out the form, and cleared everything at once. The transaction price was 57.81 yuan. Among the Yunnan Copper stocks held by Fan Yi, the lowest selling price batch, fortunately, the volume is not large.

As of today, all Yunnan Copper stocks are finally in their pockets!

Evening the calculations back and forth, he made more than fifteen times the profit in Yunnan Copper Industry. Looking at the series of eight-digit numbers on the capital account, Fan Yi was a little excited.

Fan Yi decided that the money for the ditch repair was paid by himself, isn't it 30 yuan?side dishes!Immediately, I wondered, why did I get into a dead end before and couldn't get out?Still thinking about looking for a unit!Hey, this person is sometimes just a sutra.

Thinking about it this way, a stone in my heart was removed.

Without the psychological burden, Fan Yi savored the happiness that wealth brought him again.I can't believe it, but now I can be considered a veritable multi-millionaire.

However, when he thought of the huge group like a mountain lying in his heart, Fan Yi's happiness disappeared like a bubble. In front of the huge group, what use could his small amount of money be for?

Therefore, the happiness that wealth can bring to people is based on your desires. When the two are out of proportion, only pain will be left in the end.

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Three days later, Fan Yi took hundreds of pieces of clothing and quilts donated by the Provincial Bureau, and returned to Rafah Town on a bumpy journey in a small truck specially dispatched from the Provincial Bureau's printing factory.

Feng Xiaoqiong told him that she received a notice from the county yesterday that the whole team would go to the county tomorrow, saying that the condolence team from the province had come down.

Fan Yi cursed secretly in his heart: "This Feng Xiaoqiong received the notice yesterday. If you say it earlier, you will die? It will save you running back and forth on the road! What kind of broken condolence team? Since you want to condolence, why don't you come to the town? What? Not coming to the village? Let us take the initiative to lean over, isn't that nonsense!"

The scolding turned into scolding, and in desperation, Fan Yi had no choice but to ask someone to send a message to Village Chief Wu, asking him to bring someone to the town to carry the clothes tomorrow, and at the same time make preparations for distributing the donated clothes. villagers.

Three days later, Fan Yi finally returned to the village.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw Accountant Wu running to meet him and said, "It's not good, Comrade Fan, it's not good, something serious has happened."

Fan Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

It turned out that Village Chief Wu had the key to Fan Yi's dormitory in his hand. On that day, he personally directed the villagers to move the clothes out of the town.

In the past few days, he and Accountant Wu have been planning and calculating how to distribute these clothes to be more fair based on the donation list handed over by Fan Yi.

Last night, it rained all night. Early this morning, Village Chief Ben Wu wanted to come over again to check the condition of the clothes.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, Village Chief Wu found that the clothes on the ground had been soaked in a large area. He subconsciously looked up and found that the roof tiles above had obviously been turned over by someone, and a large seam was leaking. , the rain falls down along this seam.

I was busy counting again, and I found that a whole bag of clothes was missing.

So, Village Chief Wu ordered someone to report the case to the town police station immediately.

At this moment, two police officers from the town police station are investigating the scene.

When Fan Yi entered the house, Village Chief Wu said with a straight face: "Comrade Fan, look, these thieves are so lost! They even stole this! This is a relief item, it's outrageous!"

A police officer came over and reminded, "Fan Yi, you should also check your personal belongings to see if there is anything missing?"

Fan Yi roughly checked the items in the house, and there was no shortage of computers, batteries, cash, and daily necessities.

The police officer said: "According to the preliminary judgment, the suspect should have stolen the clothes with a hook or something after removing the tiles from the roof. People, he did not enter the house. Due to the rain last night, Most of the traces were destroyed by the rain, and after inspection, there were no useful clues left, not even a footprint. So far, the stolen items can be counted, it is a bag of old clothes, from the list Look, there should be twenty pieces of clothing and fourteen pairs of trousers. Look..."

Director Kang interjected and said, "Comrade Fan, what Wang Gongan means is that if the case is to be solved, it is best to postpone the distribution of this batch of clothes. Wait for a while, and the suspect may sell the stolen things or sell them." Put it on yourself. In a poor place like ours, where can you afford such good clothes, it will be easy to recognize when the time comes."

Fan Yi thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the person who thinks of stealing these things must be really poor at home. You've all seen that he doesn't want my computer or cash. Just clothes. He is still fundamentally different from those real thieves."

"Those things must be taken back for their own use. Besides, the weather is getting colder and colder. These clothes were brought here to protect everyone from the cold, and piled up here, on the contrary, it is inconsistent with the original intention. .My opinion is that this case should not be opened at all, and it should be withdrawn directly.”

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After Wang Gongan and others left, everyone in the village helped Fan Yi re-lay the tiles. Fan Yi told Village Chief Wu and others about his decision to build a primary school. , We will do it as soon as the dolls have a holiday."

Later, when someone asked how much the Provincial State Taxation Bureau paid for the repair of the ditch, Fan Yi had no choice but to say that he would pay the full amount to repair the ditch.

Village head Wu was the first to jump up to object, saying: "No matter, no matter, who can use Comrade Fan's money to repair it! In this way, the village has earned 4 yuan from selling fungus this year. Let's save it for a few more years. Isn’t it enough to save enough!” Wu Accountant and others also echoed and said, this is the reason.

Fan Yi chuckled and said, "If you save [-] yuan a year, how many years will it take? But the problem is, how can the villagers solve the problem of water use now? The whole village can't work together and be patient!"

"Besides, this canal is repaired, and it is not made of iron and steel. It needs to be repaired every year, and it also needs money. The money in the village is still reserved for the organization of repairs every year in the future."

Village Chief Wu and the others were right after thinking about it, but they didn't know what else to say.

Fan Yi said: "That's it! Next step, Village Chief Wu, hurry up and send someone to the cement factory in the county to contact the cement. I have brought the money, and it is stored in the credit union in the town. Just wait for the cement to arrive. , let's get to work."