The most powerful lottery system

Chapter 293 I donate 20 million, do you dare to keep up?

In an instant, two-thirds of the netizens in the country knew the details of the Liao family and thought they were rubbish.

Of course, the scene did not know that the fundraising was still in full swing.

Since Liao Ke became [-] million, the number of donations has increased a lot, basically [-] million, and very few are [-] million.

"I, the executive CEO of the Lin Group, donated [-] million on behalf of the group. I have observed that many mountain villages lack teachers. I hope to use special funds to hire thousands of teachers to go to the countryside to impart knowledge!"

Lin Jiali has long been used to standing in front of many cameras, her expression is indifferent, beautiful and generous, with Chinese characteristics.

In particular, the suggestions given have been adopted by countless people.

The countryside is tough, and no one wants to go, so she directly pays people to go.

Definitely can influence a generation!

"Okay, Lord Military God also wants to see if the donors can come up with ideas for the country and the people. You are so good, I think there will be rewards!"

The recording staff took a deep look at Lin Jiali, and asked someone to take a photo and stay beside her.

This is something that no one has ever experienced before.

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

It is a rare good thing to be favored by the military god.

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

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

God of War, there is a mountain in many people's hearts, and they want to see each other for a lifetime.

She has this honor.

Returning to his father excitedly, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"I, the CEO of Roewe Skills, donated [-] million yuan, hoping to improve the climate and environment in Northeast China. Otherwise, the population will be lost every year, and no one will guard the territory of the motherland!"

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

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

Because of Lin Jiali's speech, there was a small wave of climax in an instant, and several people in a row donated [-] million yuan.

Just seven people donated more than all the previous ones.

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

He mentioned [-] million, thinking that others would be shocked and would look at him differently.

But he didn't expect that a woman who donated [-] million yuan in the blink of an eye might get the audience of the God of War.

Why!
Is your proposal not good enough?

Or donate less money?

Nima, the God of War is greedy and wants to spend money!
In his narrow heart, he thinks that everyone thinks the same as him.

This kind of donation doesn't even have any programs, it's dry.But it can also make everyone watch attentively and be excited.

Donate less, don't donate, it's impossible!

"They are rich and powerful. I can only donate [-] million for a small fight. The Zhu family, Zhu Yunlong, hopes to build Hope Primary School!"

Zhu Yunlong's health improved a lot, and he appeared again at the charity meeting where rich people gathered.

Being taken away by Su Ming for 150 billion, Zhu's vitality has already been seriously injured, and [-] million is the upper limit.

"We are also a small family, Hua Luoming, donate [-] million! I hope to establish a charity fund to support out-of-school children!"

Hua Luoming came and stayed in the corner all the time. He didn't meet Su Ming for fear of being attacked.

At this moment, when he stepped forward, his expression seemed to be evasive, not daring to face the camera.

"Luo Yusheng, owner of Guolao's private kitchen, please donate [-] million. I only hope to help farmers, so that everyone can have food!"

Luo Yusheng was fortunate to participate, and [-] million was a three-month dividend, and he never thought it would be so much.

At this moment, his face is full of red, and his body in his 60s is running like a dragon and a tiger, and he is well maintained.

"I'm Zhou Yiyi, my dad wants me to donate [-] million yuan to contribute to the country, so that Lord Military God can use it for military expenses!"

The young and beautiful Zhou Yiyi, with twin ponytails, appeared bouncingly in front of the donation box, and said excitedly.

"My name is……"

After a small upsurge, people began to donate freely, with hundreds of millions of donations, considered a contribution.

Some people have roughly counted that more than 80 people donated more than 300 billion yuan.

Terrible numbers.

It has to be said that there are so many rich people in China.

You know, there are still more than half of the people who did not participate.

Many people on the Internet were secretly speechless.

What is speechless is that whenever a rich man has a black history, he immediately complains endlessly and it is announced to the public.

I don't know if someone led the rhythm or was sprayed out by Heizi.

"Bai Su, the person in charge of the Bai Group, donated one billion yuan. To strengthen the construction of remote mountainous areas, every inch of land belongs to China, and there should be no gap!"

Just when the donations were mediocre, Bai Su stepped forward and made another big donation in an instant.

One billion, almost the total fiscal revenue of a prefecture-level city for one year.

It was a huge amount of money, and she donated it without hesitation.

As if the gunpowder keg was ignited, people stood up one after another.

"I, Liao Bird, the person in charge of Lieyan Tower, donated one billion yuan, hoping to use it for the army. A strong country will lead to the well-being of the people!"

"The person in charge of Tiandi Teahouse, Qian Shan, donated one billion yuan, hoping to use it for national defense."

"Song Yitie, Jiangdong Shipping, donated one billion yuan to build dams and prevent floods."

"Cao Shijie..."

After Bai Su, some martial arts sects at the grandmaster level sent new heads to show their faces in front of everyone.

This is equivalent to the sect or family, and their recognition needs to support the appearance.

In this wave alone, there were close to 30 people, all from the martial arts sect.

However, the people in front of the live broadcast had never heard of anyone.

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

No one knows where they came from, no one can answer.

However, regardless of men and women, all the instruments are imposing and imposing, and it is absolutely impossible to be a trustee, because it is difficult to see so many people with different temperaments.

"Hey, Su Ming, are you not going to donate a penny? Your confidante and good friend have all donated, why are you standing still?"

The heat above was in full swing, while Cao Sikong walked up to Su Ming and asked coldly.

"I didn't see you donate money, what are you talking about? Shameless!"

Xu Yourong immediately pushed back and didn't make any donations, so what's so awesome about it!

Flamingo and the others gathered over, looked at his dead face, and kept shaking their heads.

Not so good!
Several old people looked at him and frowned slightly.

No manners at all.

"The child of the family who thinks he is awesome and doesn't know how much money he can control!"

Song Yitie saw that he was not pleasing to the eye, and said coldly.

"Oh, in this world, there are always some pretentious people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Hua Piaoxiang gave him a sideways look, but didn't pay attention.

It can be seen that he is a master, but what does it have to do with others?
"How about this, I donate 20 billion, do you dare to keep up? Otherwise, it's too cheap to be with them!"

Cao Sikong didn't pay attention to the performance of the crowd, but pointed at them and said to Su Ming.

As soon as he spoke, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He didn't expect that he could offer so much, let alone that he would look down on the ruler of their sect.

You know, when they stand up, they represent the sect.

(End of this chapter)