City: the Beginning is a Copycat of Lei Bi

"Yes, crowdfunding!"

In the end, I don't know who brought up the crowdfunding issue. Immediately, 29 was praised by netizens abruptly, overshadowing all the figures for a while.

After three days like this, the popularity became higher and higher day by day, and the world became more convinced that the Linyang Factory had gone bankrupt after hearing that the Linyang Factory had given the factory workers a long vacation.

a city center.

A group of men and women who looked like college students moved to the speakers and raised the high stage.

On the high platform, they sang and danced.

After the dance, a young man with the appearance of a college student walked up to the high stage holding a donation box.

He took the microphone handed over by his companion.

"Hello, fellow citizens."

"I think everyone has heard the news about Boss Billing."

"Boss Lin has been struggling to research and build leading brands in various industries, and now he is facing bankruptcy."

"I think everyone has used the products produced by Boss Lin's factory. Boss Lin's products must be high-quality goods. He is not only a patriot, he has also benefited us all..."

The college students spoke in a nasal voice on the stage, and their speeches were even more impassioned.

All the passers-by in the audience took out their wallets after hearing this.

"I donate five hundred!"

"I offer a thousand!"

"I'll pay three hundred!"

For a while passers-by rushed to the donation box, and soon the donation box was full.

Although the people who donated money have left, the crowd is still crowded.

They forget when they go to work and what they are going to do.

At this moment, they just stood there and waited for those who stopped the fundraiser to exchange for a new donation box.

The traffic in the city center has long been paralyzed.

But whether they were passers-by or newcomers, after hearing that they were collecting donations for Lin Yang's factory, they all stopped and stood behind the crowd to take out their wallets.

There was no crowding, no pushing and shoving, and no one swearing or complaining about being wasted.

Although it was just a coincidence, it was like an appointment in advance.

Beside the donation box, a beggar used his stained hands to take out money from the already dirty and caked socks on his feet.

"I donate fifty."

"Uncle, you don't need to save it to buy something to eat."

Seeing this, a female college student standing next to the donation box showed no disgust in her eyes, and bowed deeply to the beggar.

Who knew that the beggar was furious when he heard the words.

"You can think that I am poor, and I am indeed poor, but Boss Lin is benefiting the people of our country!"

"Now his factory is facing a crisis and is about to go bankrupt. It's just a little effort, why can't it work?"

The female college student nodded emphatically when she heard the words, not to worry about it anymore, and bowed to the beggar again.

Outside the crowd, someone shouted.

"The city management is here!"

The crowd all turned their heads and looked back.

Behind, a team of urban management pushed through the crowd, and finally came to the donation boxes of the college students.

The leader of the urban management team frowned as he watched the group of college students.

"Which of you took the lead?"

"I, just grab me if you want!"

The college student who gave the speech before stretched out his hands and handed them to the city management.

The eyes of the crowd fixed on the urban management.

The urban management ignored the crowd and continued to speak after clearing their throats.

"Do you guarantee that all the money will be donated to Boss Lin?"

"Although we can't make any guarantees, we will definitely keep none of it privately. We will do everything we can to Boss Lin!"

The leading college student patted his chest hard, his eyes were full of sincerity.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the urban management's mouth when he heard this.

"Okay, just based on your words, I will donate [-] today. If we find out that you keep a share of the masses' money privately, I will definitely not be able to get around you little bastards!"

Afterwards, the leading urban management officer took out his wallet from his pocket and took out ten bright red bills and stuffed them into the cash box.

Seeing this, a group of college students froze in place.

Looking at the other party looking directly at him, the urban management opened his throat and said.

"What do you look at, aren't urban management people human?"

"None of Boss Lin's products won't say yes after using them. How can such a manufacturer let him go bankrupt?"

"Donate some money to do your best!"

After speaking, the city management patted his chest hard.

After a group of his team members finished donating money, a group of people maintained order on the scene...

At the same time, Lin Yang was snoring in his big bed.

Lin Yang hadn't had a good night's sleep since Lei Bi started giving birth, and now he finally got his wish and got a good night's sleep.

　 　"Ding Ding Ding!"

A rapid phone ringing woke up Lin Yang's dream.

Lin Yang reluctantly picked up the phone.

"Who is it, isn't it all on holiday? Let people sleep?"

"Old...boss, I'm Liu Zhenhua."

Liu Zhenhua's apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Say something."

Lin Yang didn't get too entangled, he knew that Liu Zhenhua would not bother him if there was no urgent matter.

After hearing the words, Liu Zhenhua took a few deep breaths before calming down.

"Boss, people think we are bankrupt, and many places are organizing donations for us."

"I'm stupid, that's fine too!"

Lin Yang touched his nose in a speechless manner upon hearing this.

Seeing that Lin Yang was not speaking, Liu Zhenhua spoke again.

"Boss, look at us now..."

"I will deal with this matter, and you haven't had a vacation for a long time, just spend time with your family."

After Lin Yang interrupted Liu Zhenhua's words, he hung up the phone after speaking on his own.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yang just unlocked his phone, and news feeds appeared in his eyes.

"Boss Lin of the National Factory is suspected of going bankrupt, and the public spontaneously organizes donations."

Click on the title, the copy and a video appear in the eyes.

Lin Yang clicked on the video screen, and what caught his eyes was the scene of the beggar taking out the crumpled 50 yuan. .

Chapter 99

Lin Yang saw that there was a little touch in his eyes.

He immediately opened his WeChat official account and sent a new post.

"The entire factory has been on vacation for a week because of the continuous work recently. In the future, the products of our factory will gradually resume normal shelves."

"On behalf of my colleagues in the whole factory, I would like to apologize to all consumers and express my heartfelt thanks."

Finally, Lin Yang left his name and today's date.

As soon as this push was posted in the comment area, it quickly exploded.

"It turned out to be like this. It made me think that I would never be able to drink Boss Lin's Leibi again, and I was sad for a long time!"

"Yes, it must be compensated!"

"You guys still have face. In order to meet the needs of the whole country, Boss Lin is a small factory. I'm afraid not all employees are working 24 hours a day. Don't they just take a few days off? Do you have the nerve?"

"That's right, you have to make up for it, why don't you go to heaven."

"Papa Lin, take care of your body, we are waiting for you and the product to come back again."

"Don't be ashamed, did you call me Dad? At least you have to call him Grandpa!"

To this, Lin Yang replied patiently one by one, without the slightest impatience.

In a university dormitory.

It was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and a fat college student put down his mobile phone and yelled at his roommate.

"Do you know? Boss Lin's factory is fine, he's just taking a few days off and being hyped up by those damn media!"

"Fatty, are you serious?"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, a college student who was as thin as a skeleton was blinded by his words.

"Are you serious?"