Wang Yi’s failure to donate money soon became known to the entire Internet.
At the same time, the community where Wang Yi’s home is located.
Wang Yi’s father’s phone number is almost full of calls.
Some relatives and friends come to care.
Some are interviewed by media reporters.
Wang Jianhua was so annoyed that he directly muted his cell phone.
Then I took a photo of yesterday’s donation of 10 million yuan and planned to upload it to Weibo.
At this moment, another call came.
Wang Jianhua impatiently hung up the phone and continued to plan to upload.
The Queen Mother's phone also rang.
The Queen Mother answered the phone and found that a courier had arrived.
The Queen Mother was a little confused.
The old couple basically don't know how to shop online, and no one has sent them anything recently.
Where is the express delivery?
"Old Wang, go downstairs to pick up the express delivery."
"Didn't you see that I was busy?"
Wang Jianhua took pictures three times in a row, but could not clearly capture the handwriting on the donation slip.
"This is a crappy phone. The pixels are too bad. If I had known earlier, I would have changed my phone last time. You have to stop me and say that this phone can still be used. It's better now, otherwise it will fall apart at the critical moment."
The Queen Mother said: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, okay, then go down and pick up the courier now, and by the way, buy a new mobile phone at the mobile phone store outside the community."
The Queen Mother also knew that this was a serious matter, and it was also a serious matter concerning her son's reputation.
She no longer felt sorry for the one or two thousand yuan.
Wang Jianhua raised his eyebrows: "You think it's as simple as buying a mobile phone. You have to change SIM cards, copy contacts, re-register other messy things, and you still have to work for an hour or two."
The Queen Mother waved her hand: "You are in a hurry to use Weibo now, but you are not in a hurry to use other things. As long as you can log in to Weibo, won't it be enough?"
Wang Jianhua slapped his head: "Look at me, I'm so anxious and confused."
With that said, he hurriedly took his bank card and went downstairs.
Wang Jianhua came back half an hour later, with a brand new Huawei mobile phone in his hand.
While getting him slippers, the Queen Mother said: "You think this Huawei is really ignorant. Our son endorses them, and they don't know how to give us a mobile phone each. We still have to spend money to buy it."
Wang Jianhua rolled his eyes at the Queen Mother: "It's the son's business to speak for them, it's none of our business. All we can do is not to embarrass our son."
Then he threw the express package to the Queen Mother and went to take pictures.
The new mobile phone I bought this time has very clear pixels and has anti-shake function.
After taking a photo, Wang Jianhua was very satisfied with the clarity of the photo.
It's just that the photo was not straightened just now, so he felt it still didn't look right.
So I pointed my phone at the donation slip and took another photo.
At this time, in the living room, my wife's voice suddenly came: "Old Wang, come and see!"
This sound startled Wang Jianhua.
His hand shook violently, and the photo became blurry again.
Although this new mobile phone has an anti-shake function when taking pictures, you can't shake it too much.
Wang Jianhua could only breathe heavily through his nostrils and strode to the living room: "What's going on all day long?"
The Queen Mother held a piece of paper in her hand and said in surprise: "There is also a donation slip?! When did you donate again?"
Wang Jianhua shook his head: "What did I think it was? I was shocked. I have donated nothing before. I must have sent it by mistake."
"Let me see."
Wang Jianhua took the donation form and read it carefully.
While reading, he muttered: "The name is correct, the ID number is correct, and the address is correct. The amount...a hundred, a million, a hundred, a million, a million..."
Having said this, Wang Jianhua suddenly paused, and then said in disbelief:
"100 million!!!"
The Queen Mother felt a little dizzy: "Who is this? Donated 100 million!"
Wang Jianhua rubbed his eyes, checked it carefully again, and finally shook his head: "Wrong, it must be a mistake."
Then he found the customer service number on the donation form and dialed the number.
Explained things.
Soon the customer service over there said: "Hello sir, please wait a moment for us to check."
After a while, the voice of customer service came again: "Sir, there is nothing wrong with this donation slip. It was indeed donated by Mr. Wang Yi."
"Could that be the same name?"
Wang Jianhua asked again.
"Sir, we have checked the ID number and it is exactly the same as what you said."
The moment Wang Jianhua paused, was it really his son who donated it?
Where did he get so much money?
Although my son had signed a contract before, the amount was far from 100 million, not to mention that he himself spent so much.
"Can you check the donation account for me?"
Huang Jianhua asked.
"Sir, we have to keep our customers confidential. I'm sorry, but I can tell you that the remittance account comes from abroad."
After Wang Jianhua heard this, he knew for sure that it was probably his son who had donated it.
As for where the money came from, he believed it must have come from the right way.
Thinking this way, he felt a lot more at ease. He immediately took two donation orders totaling 110 million, took photos and posted them on Weibo.
As for the rest, he didn't say a word more.
Soon, the number of retweets on this Weibo exceeded 100,000.
And the number of comments below quickly exceeded 5,000.
"I'm just telling you, how could Brother Yi not donate?"
"110 million, let me go, this is more than what those companies have donated."
"Brother Yi, Niubi, Niubi is making a fortune."
"Those who said Brother Yi didn't donate before, come out and take a few steps."
As a result, the topic of Wang Yi’s donation of 110 million was once again ranked No. 1 on major lists.
This made Wang Yi's fans stunned.
As for the black men, they also retreated temporarily.
But soon there was another rhythmic wave.
"As far as I know, Wang Yi's salary this year is only 5 million U.S. dollars. Even if you include the contract to endorse Huawei and the money you made in China before, it is impossible to exceed 100 million U.S. dollars. And his expenses there are also
It’s not that small, he bought a liquid nitrogen freezer, which is not cheap. He also has his personal trainer, personal doctor, and personal nutritionist, each of which costs a lot of money.”
"So how could he have more than 100 million donations?"
"That is to say, the 100 million yuan donation form is definitely fake."
As soon as this statement came out, it once again triggered heated discussions.
The topic of "Wang Yi's fake donation receipt" has once again been a hot search topic.
There are also various comments below.
"I see, it's such a waste of my feelings."
"In order to watch Brother Yi's game, I even recharged my membership and got my membership money refunded."
"Oh, there really is something for everyone in this world."
At this time, the leader of the navy, Dragon King, looked at this hot search on Weibo and looked completely confused.
He just hired a navy to bring the first wave of rhythm.
Because he knew that Wang Yi was named and praised by the official media, he was very restrained.
Now suddenly the second wave of rhythm comes, who the hell is responsible for this?
Chapter completed!