Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

After sending out the first batch of food, Zhou Jianjun's conquest points experienced a qualitative surge.

He could even get hundreds of thousands, even millions, or tens of millions of conquest points at a time.

"Wow, which boss is so powerful that he can get hundreds or tens of millions of conquest points at a time."

While checking the system records, Zhou Jianjun happily imagined a better life.

"If I do it a few more times, Brother Tongzi will be able to upgrade!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Jianjun suddenly felt a little puzzled, and he hurriedly looked through the system records.

"Hey, why are there only large amounts of conquest points obtained at a time? Don't ordinary people contribute conquest points?"

He looked through it carefully for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: Really not!

"What's going on?"

Zhou Jianjun was full of doubts.

"Bang bang bang"

"Director, I'm here to bring you some water."

Liu Lan walked in with a teacup.

Seeing Zhou Jianjun sitting there in a daze, she waved her hand in front of Zhou Jianjun's eyes, "What are you thinking about! So obsessed!"

"Ah?!"

Zhou Jianjun was startled, and immediately came to his senses, sneered, and said self-deprecatingly: "There is something I don't quite understand."

"Oh, there is something that our Director Zhou can't figure out!"

Liu Lan teased and put the teacup in front of him, "Tell me about it, I'll help you think about it."

"Well..."

Zhou Jianjun organized his words in his mind, and then said: "What do you say, if Someone did a great thing, why don't ordinary people feel happy? "

"Ordinary people don't feel happy?" Liu Lan wondered, "What do you mean?"

"That's...that's..." Zhou Jianjun thought for a long time before coming up with a similar metaphor, "For example, there is a family that is about to starve to death, and someone donated a batch of food to their family. The parents of this family are grateful to the donors, but why don't the children of this family take it seriously?"

"The parents are grateful, but the children don't take it seriously?" Liu Lan muttered softly. She frowned and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Could it be because the children don't know about this at all?"

"Huh? !"

Zhou Jianjun was stunned, "Liu Lan is right!"

"How can such a thing be easily publicized!"

After figuring out the key to the matter, Zhou Jianjun's mood immediately improved, "Thank you so much!"

He jumped up excitedly, and then ran out of the office.

"Water, water, water, I haven't drunk it yet..." Liu Lan shouted at the back, "This man... is so weird..."

With Liu Lan's reminder, Zhou Jianjun deliberately circled around Sijiu City several times to find a more suitable place.

"It has to be done in a big way so that everyone knows about it!"

Soon, Zhou Jianjun chose a place.

This is a small valley not far from Sijiu City. Because it is close to the main road, there are many vehicles passing by on weekdays.

He chose a quiet night and secretly placed a thousand tons of grain in the valley, and then hung the "super-large banner" he made in Taoyuan in a more conspicuous place in Sijiu City.

Finally, he sent a letter to Old Man Li.

In the letter, he deliberately wrote: All the grain was given away for free, just to gain a false reputation - the cool salted fish.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting brighter, the banners that Zhou Jianjun had put up in the city attracted the attention of passers-by.

After receiving the news, Old Man Li noticed the letter Zhou Jianjun had left in the living room.

"Xiao Li, take your men to guard the supplies. No one is allowed to approach without my order!"

"Yes!"

After sending Xiao Li away, Old Man Li hurriedly opened the letter and read it.

After reading Zhou Jianjun's letter, a strange look immediately appeared on his face.

"Dinglingling~"

The phone rang, interrupting Old Man Li's contemplation.

"Hello, it's me!"

"..."

"Okay, I'll be there right away!"

...

In the majestic office.

When Old Man Li finished talking about the letter, everyone showed a look of confusion.

"He must be disgusted that we are unwilling to make him famous~"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed for a while, and the old man sitting at the top ordered: "He should be famous, just as he wishes. Let the comrades below pay attention and see if they can turn this salted fish out."

"A salted fish turning over is still a salted fish~"

"Hahaha!"