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Chapter 115 Fund

The faint fragrance of the scent of the osmanthus flowers in the same hall is different. The top notes are colder, and the back tastes slightly like plums. They will not smell like life. I want to absorb more. Before I knew it, the distance between Du He and Miss Aiming was very close.

"Mr. He, please."

Miss Ai Ming's soft voice echoed in Du He's mind, awakening the confused Du He at the right time. Du He said "Oh", suddenly came back to his senses, and said intimidatingly, lowered his head and looked at the books in Ai Ming's hand.

It was a song score, with a song written in half of Yanle on the top. When you look up, you will see the four words "Phoenix is ​​flying".

Miss Aiming pointed at not the lyrics, but the rhythm of the music score. Du He looked at it and said with uncertainty: "Shame, I can only see that the fingering is written in the word "無", which means that a thread is played twice, but I'm not sure whether it's a zipper twice."

Miss Ai Ming suddenly realized and stroking her palms, and said happily: "I just wiped the hook twice. I know this pronunciation, but I have never recognized the pronunciation of the word. I have always been confused. Thank you, Mr. He."

Du He let out a breath easily, and was also very happy to be able to help.

Miss Ai Ming waved, and Sister Asheng gave tea diligently. Miss Ai Ming gave Du He a cup of tea with her own eyes, looking at Du He with clear eyes, "Mr. He has been wasting time, you must have something to do, right?"

Du He nodded, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Miss Aiming is unconventional. I think the way you become the top card should also match yours."

Miss Aiming became interested, "Oh?", and straightened her body. The crimson cheongsam outlined a curve, causing Du He to look away embarrassedly.

Sister Asheng stood at the door tactfully and watched the wind direction, so that Miss Aiming could talk to Du He with her, without fear of being able to hear the sound of her ears.

Half an hour later, with the eager expectation of several people in the yard, Miss Aiming personally sent Du He out, bowed respectfully, and said: "Sir, I have great kindness, I will remember it. From now on, Aiming will follow Mr. Guan's surname to show me the memory."

Du He did not refuse and carefully instructed: "What is your future in the future depends on your own luck. The path you choose, I wish you all the best in the future."

He Aiming knew that this was the last thing Du He said to her, so he nodded. He Aiming suddenly spread his arms and hugged Du He gently.

"Thank you, Mr. He."

He Aiming said to Du He.

Du He patted He Aiming on the back and nodded.

Two people who would never meet in this life changed their trajectory and passed by it, becoming a symbol worth remembering in each other's lives.

At the last moment before Jiang Ling was patiently exhausted, He Aiming let go of Du He, smiled with Du He, and returned to his room without any nostalgia.

Du He sighed and ordered Li Ertong to say a few words. In Li Ertong's shocked gaze, he nodded confidently.

Li Ertong didn't understand why Du He did this, but the trust Du He and Li Ertong accumulated in this matter made Li Ertong still faithfully fulfill Du He's arrangements, and disappeared for a while before the group left.

After eating the lunch brought to Asheng's sister-in-law, the three of them quietly left through the back door of Changsan Hall.

Asheng's sister-in-law has decided to stay. Although her livelihood in the Changsan Hall is low, she is not a heavy workplace for He Aiming's mother, and she has no money to spend. She can save money and give her children a future. Du He also feels that arranging someone she knows is a necessary move by He Aiming's side, so the matter is settled.

That night, Du He and Jiang Ling returned to Liankui's squad.

The next morning, Li Ertong repaired all the equipment needed by Lian Kui Ban. After manufacturing, Lian Kui Ban resumed operation and everyone returned to their own trajectory.

Jiang Ling experienced a night without Du He's company, tossing and turning for a long time before falling asleep. When the skylight came up, Jiang Ling got up and just met Du He who had gotten up early to sweep the floor. Du He bowed and Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling nodded. Everything that had happened to be before last night was like a dream, drifting away.

But for Du He, his most important purpose and final arrangement have just begun to operate.

On Sima Road west of the Bund, after Du He left, that night, He Aiming walked out of his room again and after dressing up, Shi Shiran appeared in the most lively yard of Changsan Hall.

Unlike all women who play the role of courtesans, why love to be clear and not use sex or talent, but only compete for the first place with kindness.

This kind of goodness is kindness and a good deed.

In public, He Aiming declared that money was useless and just wanted to help innocent women more, which shocked everyone.

She also said that she did it all. That night, He Aiming took out all his savings and spent a lot of money to rescue several women who were forced to sell themselves. Then she made a wish to ask the Ministry of Industry and Commerce to notarize them regardless of money, and asked the church to come forward and set up a Puci Fund specifically to rescue women from the family. In addition to the initial basic amount, a certain amount will be injected into the fund every year to ensure its operation.

Things are under Du He's careful arrangement and are running according to the existing schedule.

Overnight, He Aiming became popular in Shanghai in the name of charity and charity prostitutes.

Du He himself did not expect that He Aiming would do this so well, so good that after Du He was no longer in Shanghai, He Aiming found his wish-full husband, changed his name to He Juan, and returned to old age with her husband. After experiencing the devastation of artillery fire and rebirth in the ashes, the institution named Puci Fund was still operating continuously.

Using the box of gold injected by Du He, Puci Fund launched a lottery and became a spring of energy. It continuously accumulated funds and established an institution dedicated to hosting women and abandoned babies. Later, it grew stronger and helped the elderly and the poor, and accumulated good deeds to a certain extent. To a certain extent, He Aiming said that the weak can be protected and the deceased can rest.

However, when it was first established, Puci Fund was established hastily, and only 32 women who had lost their source of life for various reasons and nineteen babies who were hungry.

Most of these people came from Li Ertong's list and were born in the row of low black houses next to the shipyard. After they breathed, they became the most loyal members of Puci Fund and made more efforts to the fund.

At that time, Rilke, who was in a hurry, would not have noticed these gossip news at all. If he could pay slight attention to his workers, he would be able to follow the clues and infer a little clue from He Aiming's actions from the large number of missing members of the victims' families.

But no, the furious Rilke just spent a lot of money to clear the relationship, blocked the station and dock, and even asked the military and police to check the hotel gambling files at any cost, thinking that the scammers who received huge sums of money would definitely tremble in those places.

One mistake, one mistake, when He Aiming's fund is protected and valued by the consulate behind the church, no matter what doubts he has, no one can shake the prototype of this future behemoth.
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