After hearing this, Feng Zhenchang glanced at the director. The content in his eyes was quite complicated, but Director Zhao didn't know if he didn't notice it, or he was a little indifferent, and continued to talk about his ideas there.

Judging from the performance of the people behind him, these words were obviously agreed with them.

Their platform was unobstructed and unobstructed, and both sides were transparent. The north wind whistled by, making people feel cold all over their bodies. For a moment, Feng Zhenchang even felt a little cold in his heart.

But when he looked at the loaders and unloaders around him who were still wearing single jackets and sweating on his head in such weather, he felt warm.

I think these people are the pillars of the family, just like themselves more than ten years ago.

Their family must be the same as their own family more than ten years ago. There may be a sick family member, and there may be a few children who have to pay for the tuition. Every drop of sweat in their real sweat may be the improvement in the family's condition.

"Guan Xing, let's count these masters who help with loading and unloading, we will take care of lunch for lunch. If they don't have time to go to the restaurant, order the best lunch box for them," he said suddenly.

Of course, you can also give each master a few dozen dollars directly. There may be many masters who don’t care about having a good meal, but they prefer to get a few dozen dollars. But Feng Zhenchang feels that giving them dozens of dollars per person seems to be a disrespect to them.

Originally, he had only a junior high school education and had been struggling to make a living at the bottom, but his living conditions had not improved much. Feng Zhenchang, who had once become a little desperate and a little numb, was not so delicate.

In difficult days, when the pressure of life is to bend the backbone of the head of the family, what do you care about respecting or not? Money is respect, and money is the bright color of those difficult days.

But after three days of separation, he looked at him with admiration. Although his current level is still not very high, he has read a lot of books and taught himself a lot over the years. He is over 70 years old, not only has his heart softened, but now he can have his own clear views on many things.

Although these people may not care about being disrespected now, they should care for them. Brothers, life is still long.

"I know uncle," Guan Xing said immediately.

But he did not immediately tell the news to the loaders.

What are you talking about this at this time? Showing your kindness, or letting these masters work faster?

Director Zhao's remarks were interrupted, and he was stunned for a moment. After Feng Zhenchang ordered Guan Xing to invite the loader to have lunch, he thought that this was really a soft-hearted person. Maybe it was because he was old?

"Mr. Feng, you are so kind to others," he praised, "but there is something I don't know whether to say it or not,"

But he did not wait for Feng Zhenchang's conclusion, so he continued to "speak" himself, "If we consider it from the perspective of efficiency and capital cost, I think your kind behavior can be changed?"

"You see, you have purchased so many supplies and loaded them from here and transported them to us, which means you have spent a lot of extra money on procurement and transportation. In fact, we can raise these supplies locally. You know, now that the business is so developed, as long as you have funds, you can buy what you want everywhere,"

"To be honest, these things are often done by people like us, and we may get more cost-effective purchase prices,"

He spoke earnestly, very considerate of Feng Zhenchang and very considerate of his fellow villagers.

"You are right, this leader," Feng Zhenchang glanced at him and the people behind him, and understood the reasons why these people pushed the person in front of him.

This guy does speak.

"In recent years, we have actually tried many ways. We ourselves have also come out of hard days. Many things are clear. For us, a few hundred yuan may not be enough for a meal, or just a day's spending, but for some families, these few hundred yuan may make them happy for a long time, and relaxed for a long time,"

"Yes, yes," Director Zhao quickly agreed, "In our side, some families have an annual income of only a few thousand yuan, and a lot of only two or three thousand yuan. These hundreds of yuan are really not a small amount for them, and they can really bear a lot of things."

But he forgot to pick himself out of what Feng Zhenchang said, "a meal of several hundred yuan or a day's expense."

"Did you live such a hard life?" Feng Zhenchang's words seemed to be a problem, and it seemed to be a problem, because he did not wait for Director Zhao and the others to answer.

"We have lived there, so we know that even if they receive these hundreds of dollars, they will not spend a penny on improving their lives. Even if their lives get better in the future, they will not be able to change this habit for a while," he glanced at Mei Qiuping.

Mei Qiuping glared at him and said, "Don't there be mountains of gold and silver at home? Isn't it necessary to live a long life?"

There are many people now, so I'm too lazy to care about you.

"It's a pity that we can't help many families change the status quo, but we know that a pretty decent piece of clothing and a pair of shoes that are similar to classmates, means to a child,"

He couldn't help but think of his son again.

After his son was admitted to high school, they went to the village to help clean up the house he rented. At the bottom of the box, they found the sea soul shirt that Mei Jianzhong took him to buy during the summer vacation before junior high school.

He was very fast in those two years. He couldn't wear that dress by the second grade, but he still folded it well and even put it in a bag.

They didn't think much about it at that time. Now they think about it. It should be the first time that my son wore clothes that were about the same level as those of his classmates around him.

In the eyes of adults who are not well-off, a piece of clothing may cost a few dollars or more than ten dollars, but in the eyes of a child, a piece of clothing similar to that of classmates and a pair of shoes that are similar to that of classmates are actually not just a piece of clothing or a pair of shoes.

"So we finally think that giving money is not the best way,"

"Yes, you are right. With money, you can buy good quality things locally. But for us, whether it is money, clothing, or food, it is all a heart, and the most important thing about the heart is to be real and pure, so we can only rest assured by these things by ourselves."

"Spend more thoughts and more money, that's worth it,"

An old farmer suddenly said such delicate words, Director Zhao was really stunned for a moment.

I also heard the vague distrust of his words, which made them a little embarrassed.

There are also some annoyance, but in front of this person who is not showing off and still maintains the true nature of a farmer, they dare not express such emotions.

In fact, even if it is revealed, Feng Zhenchang doesn't care. It turns out that he has never even seen the village chief, but in recent years, there have been many officials.

To be honest, if it weren't for this kind of thing, it would be really hard for these county directors to have the opportunity to deal with him.

"Have we allocated the relevant administrative expenses?" he asked Guan Xing.

He naturally knew that to implement his own affairs in place, he would inevitably need to cooperate with relevant units and would inevitably spend some extra money.

If people always do things in vain, then no one will do things in the future. He still understands this principle.

"I've called it," Guan Xing said briefly.

"Mr. Feng, I didn't expect you to think so far, but we really have no other intentions," explained Director Zhao.

"I know," Feng Zhenchang nodded, "Money is a good thing, but sometimes it can make people do bad things,"

He said something that made Director Zhao and the others change their faces.

He is in his sixties and has been at the bottom of society for decades. He has never seen anything? Now he has come into contact with so many people and has experienced so many things, what can he think of?

Especially the bad experience in the city during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he knew that sometimes, if you show kindness, you might end up being full of anger.

He naturally knew that these people prefer to donate money by themselves, and he naturally knew why they like to donate money by themselves. At the same time, he also understood that if he really just donated money, he would receive management fees from layer to layer, and finally reach the hands of those people he hoped to help, there would be so many more - I am afraid that it wouldn't be much.

"Let's go and have a look," he said to Mei Qiuping, saying more to Director Zhao, who could not even squeeze out his smile on his face.

"Mr. Feng, you must understand that our work has policies and regulations, and we will never do anything randomly," Director Zhao said loudly.

"Director Zhao," Guan Xing stopped him, "We will continue to have similar charities in the future. However, from this time on, we will introduce some internationally common practices to manage each donation, and there will definitely be reports that track progress and results,"

"We welcome all kind-hearted people to do such work," said Director Zhao.

Careful glanced at him, "In the area where we donated this time, there are currently 13 Youjia convenience stores, and the number will increase in the next place. Many of our employees are locals, and we visit the community regularly, which is also the work that our convenience stores have always insisted on doing," he said.

"So Director Zhao and all the leaders, if everyone insists that we should donate, I can suggest to Mr. Feng. To be honest, I hope they can worry less,"

"But what Mr. Feng and the others don't want to see is that their kindness and kindness in the end makes some people feel at ease,"

Guan Xing's words are somewhat deeper than Feng Zhenchang's point, but they also leave a lot of room for nothing.

No matter when, it is impossible to let everyone follow you because you are kind-hearted; no matter when, you cannot offend everyone just because you want to do some good things.

But his words were very effective.

Although he was as slow and gentle as before when he said this, Director Zhao and the others were stunned when they heard it.

Director Zhao moved his mouth, "Haha, we are just suggestions, just suggestions. Of course, we must respect your opinions first,"

They really forgot that the local convenience is good.

These convenience stores are not like the tracking teams sent by others, who only stay for a while and leave. These convenience stores are deeply rooted in the local area. As long as they want to inquire, what information can't be found?

If you really develop as you hope, you may be in a state of peace and ease in the end.

Guan Xing went to chase Feng Zhenchang and his wife, Director Zhao and his colleagues stayed silently.

The young man's gentle and brilliant words completely extinguished some thoughts they shouldn't have. It seems that it would be better not to make any decisions about these related to the Feng family in the future.

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Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping did not communicate with Director Zhao and the others later. They waited until the meal ordered by Guan Xing for the loader and unloader arrived, and they got in the car and went home.

Looking at the increasingly prosperous provincial capital outside the window, the old couple was a little silent.

"It's true, nothing is easy," said Mei Qiuping.

"We are always easier than many people now," said Feng Zhenchang.

"Those directors and the others," Mei Qiuping shook her head.

"It's inevitable," Feng Zhenchang said, "we can only try to plan as well as possible."

When he was young, when his days were sad, he liked to be stubborn. Now he has become much more open-minded. Some people are always there, and some things are always there and cannot be eliminated.

"Well, it smells so good," he said suddenly.

Mei Qiuping glanced outside the car and said to the driver, "Xiao Liu, don't stop,"

"You, it's always like this. Don't you have a cellar of sweet potatoes at home? If you like to eat them, I will bake them for you every day after you go back. It's okay to bake the meals for you. Buy them here, at least one dollar, how expensive."

I could hear Feng Zhenchang in the car saying, "I'm too lazy to tell you,"

It was noon at this time. Although the sun still looked like an egg yolk, the weather was still a little warmer...
Chapter completed!