Chapter 729 Announcement of Death

After making his first attempt at non-profit investment, Shi Lei walked out of the hotel.

He went to buy himself a change of clothes and two bottles of good red wine, easily spending more than 20,000 yuan.

Yes, he spent more than 20,000 yuan instead of more than 10,000 yuan, because he didn't know whether the 10,000 yuan he donated before could be counted as a non-income investment.

If one does not take into account the derogatory nature of the word "fishing for fame", then donations of a charitable nature should barely be regarded as non-revenue investments.

Of course, a mere 10,000 yuan doesn't mean much, but if this 10,000 yuan can be included in non-profit investments, then Shi Lei can donate a huge amount of 500,000 yuan in each quota cycle. When the amount accumulates to a certain level, it will be easily discovered. When the time comes, Shi Lei will definitely receive a lot of praise for this, and perhaps there will also be some slander from some villains, but most people will definitely approve of his actions.

In that case, Shi Lei will become a role model among young entrepreneurs, which may become an investment.

There is still no news from the Song family.

Shi Lei drank two bottles of red wine in silence, and then, when twenty-four o'clock arrived, he went to the self-service bank where he had been last night again.

Insert the black card, enter the password, and the scepter appears as expected.

Shi Lei said: "There is nothing special about this cycle. I should have completed the quota consumption normally, right?"

"If you are referring to your additional points, it is true that you did not get any additional points this time. It is also true that you did not have any value-for-money consumption."

Shi Lei silently added six points to the basic score in his mind, and then asked: "Well, let's make a quick decision. I only have one question, and that is that my consumption quota has been completed, but does it include non-income investments? ?”

"Do you want to ask about the 10,000 yuan you donated?"

"Yes."

"It doesn't count."

Well……

It seems like there was a mistake. Donating money is not allowed? It seems that there are other ways to think of. Although it was only 5%, at this level it was only 500,000, so it would not be too difficult for Shi Lei to spend it. However, at the next level, the limit is likely to be 100 million. That's 5 million in funds per quota period. If it could be used for donations, Shi Lei would be able to spend it so freely.

"Okay then, I have no problem." Shi Lei returned to the hotel, took a shower, and slept peacefully.

Ten thousand yuan was wasted, but it was still worth it after confirming that the donation could not be counted as a non-income investment. And strictly speaking, this ten thousand yuan is not wasted. At least, it can be used to solve some public welfare problems.

Another day later, Shi Lei received a call from Lu Ximing. Lu Ximing told him that the number of Flash users in Shanghai had exceeded 400,000.

Shi Lei told Lu Ximing that after the number of users exceeded 500,000, a bonus of 5,000 yuan would be given to each employee of the branch, and the tax would be borne by the company.

Lu Ximing was hesitant and said, "Master Shi, isn't this a little too high?"

"Is it high? Five thousand yuan. You can't even buy the size of a toilet seat in Shanghai. Don't feel bad about such small money. Since you want them to work hard for the company, the necessary rewards are never too much. .”

Lu Ximing asked again: "Are we treating everyone equally regardless of rank?"

"This is an additional bonus, and of course it must be treated equally. Aren't job bonuses distributed every month based on the performance of different positions?"

"Would this make managers dissatisfied? After all, managers are actually responsible for more things and have greater responsibilities."

"This bonus is arbitrary for the boss. If it can also cause dissatisfaction among managers, then such a person seems not suitable to stay in a management position. I wouldn't mind finding a suitable opportunity to replace him."

Lu Ximing was speechless. Shi Lei's style was exactly the same as that at the press conference. He acted completely according to his own wishes and did not consider the subtle thoughts that might arise between people.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Lei decided to call Song Ziyan or Wu You to ask about the situation. It had been two days and there was still no movement. Is Mr. Song going to lie in the cold room like this forever?

Fortunately, not long after, Shi Lei's phone finally rang.

The call was from Song Miaomiao. She said with a tearful voice: "Shi Lei, my grandfather..."

Shi Lei's heart sank. Song Miaomiao knew the news, which meant that the Song family had made the news of Mrs. Song's death known to the public.

"I'm in Xixi now, when will you come back?" Shi Lei didn't want to hide anything.

Song Miaomiao was obviously taken aback, and she asked, "Why are you in Xixi?"

"We'll talk about it when you get back."

"Well, I'm on the road now, Shi Lei, I'm so sad..."

Shi Lei seemed to be able to see Song Miaomiao on the other end of the phone, shedding tears, but keeping strong and continuing to drive, but Shi Lei could still feel that the tears had blurred Song Miaomiao's eyes.

"Miaomiao, listen carefully, I know that Grandpa Song has a very deep relationship with you, but people always have such a day, so you must stay strong now. Especially if you are still driving, you are prone to accidents. I'll pick you up at the highway intersection, and then I'll take you home."

Song Miaomiao sobbed twice, her voice became very low, and she said, "Why is it so sudden?"

In response, Shi Lei could only sigh.

Immediately, Shi Lei called Wu You and asked: "Aunt Wu, Miaomiao is already on her way back. I will pick her up at the highway intersection right away. What should I tell her? Should I tell the truth, or should I tell Mrs. Song Just passed away?”

"Let's just say he passed away just now. In tonight's news, it will also be said that the old man passed away this afternoon. There is no need for Miaomiao to know the whole truth. The old man left early and late, which is of no substance to her. difference."

Shi Lei nodded and asked again: "Secretary Song, he..."

"Your Uncle Song is at home." Wu You's voice became firm, as if to remind Shi Lei not to call Song Ziyan Secretary Song again in the future.

Although he still didn't know Song Ziyan's final fate, Shi Lei was at least a little relieved to hear that he was at home now. Even if something happens to him in the end, at least the superiors didn't do it so decisively.

Shi Lei thought for a while and called the old man in the imperial capital.

"Chief, thank you." After the other party answered the call, Shi Lei didn't care whether the old man answered it in person. He just wanted to say this.

There was a slight silence over there, and then the old man's voice rang out.

The old man said: "Mr. Song left in the afternoon. Tomorrow, Mr. Song's body will be transported to the imperial capital. There will be a memorial service at Babao Mountain the day after tomorrow, and all central leaders will attend. My suggestion is that you keep Song Miaomiao."

Shi Lei was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand the meaning of the old man's words. He hesitated again and again and asked carefully: "After the memorial service, Song Shu...Song Ziyan and Wu You...?" Shi Lei didn't say it completely. But he knew that the old man must understand what he meant.

"This is also a kind of protection for them. It won't last too long, but you can't reveal it to anyone, including Song Miaomiao. Her emotional expression will directly affect those people you can't see."

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