Chapter 481 Project Hope

The road was only so wide that it was impossible to miss the car, and the other party seemed to have no intention of missing the car. Two people jumped out of the car, one of whom Fang Minghua had met once.

Secretary Zhou of the Jingtai Youth League County Committee.

Secretary Zhou is very young, less than thirty this year. When Fang Minghua and the others went to the county for a discussion the day before yesterday, Secretary Zhou also participated, so they know each other.

Following him was a middle-aged man in his early 40s, whom Fang Minghua had never seen before.

"Chairman Fang, Mr. Zhao, fortunately we were in a hurry. If you were one step late, you would have left." Secretary Zhou smiled, shook hands with the two, and introduced the middle-aged man next to him.

"This is Comrade Yu Hailong, deputy secretary-general of the China Youth Development Foundation."

"This is Comrade Fang Minghua, director of the Chinese Writers Association and vice chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers Association."

"This is Comrade Zhao Hongjun, general manager of Xijing Shengshi Book Publishing Company."

"Hello!"

Shake hands with each other.

Zhao Hongjun was a little surprised.

What is the China Youth Development Foundation? Never heard of it.

What do they want from us?

However, looking at the enthusiastic Yu Hailong, Fang Minghua vaguely guessed the other party's intention.

"Chairman Fang, Mr. Zhao, and Deputy Secretary-General Yu came to see you two specifically to talk about something. Why don't you come back to the county with us now?" Secretary Zhou said.

"How about we go to Murakami to talk?" Fang Minghua expressed his opinion.

"Yes, let's talk in Murakami. After that, we have to go on our way." Zhao Hongjun also agreed.

If I go to the county today, I will probably have to spend another day.

"That's okay." Yu Hailong agreed.

After Fang Minghua and the others got on the bus, they saw the car backed up.

Zhang Guisheng, secretary of the village party committee, was very happy when he saw them returning, followed by the two leaders. He smiled and said: "I just heard the magpies chirping. As the saying goes, "In the morning, you will report good luck and in the evening, you will report wealth. By noon, all the distinguished guests came to visit Dongwa, so she quickly poured water! "

The four people started chatting in the village committee meeting room.

Yu Hailong Kaiming Zongyi first briefly introduced the project and the nature of the work of the China Youth Development Foundation, and then said:

"Editor Fang, Mr. Zhao, our foundation is planning to launch a public welfare undertaking with the purpose of helping out-of-school children in poor areas. The purpose is to build schools, help out-of-school children in poor areas return to school, improve rural school running conditions, and you The purpose and nature of this donation are the same.”

"Project Hope?" Fang Minghua replied.

Unexpectedly, Yu Hailong's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Project Hope? This is a good name. We are going to call this public welfare undertaking "Spring Rain Project", but I think your name is more resounding! Chairman Fang, can you let our foundation use it? ?”

"Okay." Fang Minghua smiled.

"Chairman Fang, Mr. Zhao, I came here specially to ask you for a favor. Can you accept an interview with the central media to talk about donating funds to the school, and by the way, talk about this Hope Project." Yu Hailong said his Opinion.

Fang Minghua finally understood,

Feelings require us to help promote them.

"Yes." Fang Minghua agreed: "Actually, it is most appropriate for Mr. Zhao to be interviewed on this matter alone. Your ultimate goal is to raise donations. Mr. Zhao is the CEO of the company, so his words are more convincing."

Damn it!

What you promised, but I ended up being interviewed?

Zhao Hongjun glared at Fang Minghua.

Just think about it.

Central Media, I haven’t been interviewed yet.

It’s not bad to talk about it.

Is this also a disguised form of promotion for our Shengshi company?

Of course, it doesn’t seem good to just talk. What’s the point of paying lip service?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongjun suddenly said: "Secretary-General Yu, we are all heroes and think alike. I also agree that in order to support your public welfare undertakings, our Shengshi Company is willing to donate 50,000 yuan to the Hope Project!"

"Thank you, thank you so much." Secretary-General Yu was surprised and happy: "Mr. Zhao, this is your first donation to Project Hope!"

This guy is quite generous.

Fang Minghua thought to himself.

But it’s worth donating to Project Hope.

Although the Hope Project had some criticisms in its later stages, it did help many rural children continue to go to school and changed their destiny. This is indispensable.

Later, Fang Minghua personally donated 2,000 yuan, and even the young Secretary Zhou also donated one month's salary of 154 yuan.

Be one of the first to donate to Project Hope.

At noon, the village party secretary Zhou Guisheng invited them to have lunch in his house. Naturally, it was the Jingtai people's favorite treat for guests - stir-fried noodles, a few side dishes, and a bottle of local Jingtai Daqu.

A few people chatted while eating, and Yu Hailong talked about the various difficulties encountered in setting up this foundation.

Zhao Hongjun was surprised when he heard this: "Isn't your Youth Development Foundation initiated and established and managed by the Youth League Central Committee? How come you don't have money?"

"Mr. Zhao, you don't understand. Our foundation is a charitable organization. It is not a state department and does not receive state finance. The fund operates independently and is responsible for its own profits and losses. Do you know how much our start-up capital is?"

"How many?"

"One hundred thousand dollars."

"Only 100,000 yuan?!" Zhao Hongjun was stunned.

"Yes, the state only gave a start-up fund of 100,000 yuan. The funds for the future construction of the school will all depend on donations, including the operating expenses of the foundation." Yu Longhai explained.

"Oh" Zhao Hongjun finally understood and continued: "Then your fundraising task is arduous."

"Yes. There was a lot of pressure. We didn't know how to open the situation for a while." Yu Longhai said.

"So you found us?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao, so I have to thank you. Come, let me toast you with another drink." Yu Longhai smiled and raised his glass.

After everyone drank, Fang Minghua said with a smile: "Actually, there is a most direct way to open up the situation."

"any solution?"

“Put a donation ad in the newspaper.”

"Is this a fund-raising advertisement? Will anyone think it's a liar?" Yu Hailong was a little doubtful.

"You are a foundation affiliated with the Youth League Central Committee. Why can't you use this golden brand? Also, if the newspaper is a national media such as the People's Daily and Guangming Daily, will others think you are liars?!"

Yes

Why didn't I think of this trick?

You can advertise when you sell products, but why can’t you do it by donating money?

This money is not going into my personal pocket, it is to save those children who are out of school!

"Chairman Fang, your suggestion is good! I will discuss it with our Secretary-General Xu after I go back!"

Yu Hailong said happily.

"Hey, by the way, Chairman Fang, I remember that you once wrote two novels about rural education - one is called "Rural Teacher" and the other is called "No One Can Be Missed". They were also made into movies, right?" Yu Longhai suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Yes, I wrote it two years ago."

"Oh, Secretary-General Yu, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Secretary Zhou next to him interjected: "When "Rural Teacher" was published, I was still in college. Many people in our class had read it, and it was really interesting. Touching.”

"Yes, it is indeed touching. Chairman Fang, can you write another novel about rural education? This will also be a publicity and support for our work."

Fang Minghua thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I'll give you a toast!" Yu Hailong quickly picked up the wine glass again.

Yu Hailong left at noon. Before leaving, he not only agreed with Zhao Hongjun on the specific time for the interview, but also said that Fang Minghua's masterpiece was published and he would read it carefully.

Fang Minghua and the others also left at noon. If they didn't leave, they were worried that another group of people would come and it would be lively. According to the plan, they turned southeast this time to the Dingxi area, and then returned to Yanjing along National Highway 312.

Looking at the time, it was May 25th. Fang Minghua didn't want to go back so early. Xijing City was probably still in chaos.

"How about, Red Army, let's go to Yinchuan?" Fang Minghua put forward his own suggestion: "I know Zhang Xianliang, the chairman of the Ningxia Writers Association. How about asking him to take us around Yinchuan for a few days?"

"Hey. Minghua, usually when you go out, you are in a hurry to go home and see your wife and baby. This time you are not in a hurry? Okay, I will listen to you. I haven't been to Yinchuan yet."

So Fang Minghua took the map to plan the route again, turned the car and drove northeast.