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Chapter 11 I Want It All

Seeing this scene, all the onlookers and tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned, and no one spoke for a long time.

Zhao Guoer, who originally wanted to remind Song Ankang not to be deceived, also stopped and silently donated 50,000 yuan to Ning Tiao.

"You spend this money very low, your expenses are returned, you are punished ten times more, and the money is 1200,000 summer yuan!"

At this moment, Song Ankang, who had walked out several meters away, was also stunned because after donating this money, his savings had increased sharply.

1320692 Xia Yuan!

More than 1.3 million yuan in summer is barely enough to buy a smaller house in Jianghai City. Is this the reward for good people? Is it ten times the punishment twice in a row?

Why do you always feel that it is a bit strange to say this? If a good person is rewarded, he should not be punished.

Song Ankang smiled and shook his head, turned back for the third time, and scanned Ning's right payment code.

This was not to be punished ten times more again, but because of Wang Yi's proof and what he did, Song Ankang suddenly realized that although he was moved by Ning Tiao's right eyes before, he actually did not fully believe in this matter from the bottom of his heart.

In order to make up for it in a small way, Song Ankang decided to donate again.

"Your Abao pays 130,000 yuan!"

Song Ankang donated 130,000 Xia Yuan this time and received a prompt from Abao's payment. The single mother would never be able to bear it anymore. She knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly: "Thank you, I will always remember your kindness, and I will repay you even if you do a cow or a horse in the future."

With this 130,000 Xia Yuan, my daughter's surgery fee was enough, not to mention that Wang Yi and Zhao Guoer had donated 70,000 Xia Yuan to her before, which combined had exceeded 200,000 Xia Yuan.

So much money is not just the cost of surgery, but even the cost after the operation is enough. How could you not be excited?

Song Ankang nodded, looked at the prompts from the Funny God System, and turned around and walked towards the next stop.

"You spend this money very low, your expenses are returned, you are punished three times, and the money is 390,000 summer yuan!"

The deposits that were fined increased by 390,000 yuan, one word, it’s great!

Song Ankang happily left Jianghai No. 8 Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, walked leisurely on the superior pedestrian street, looking for suitable spending goals.

What Song Ankang didn't know was that because of his actions, whether it was the numerous onlookers or the barrage of Guoguo live broadcast room, they were extremely lively at this moment.

"The three times returned, and the money donated each time was more than the last time. This young man is so kind, and the world is getting better and better."

"Guoguoguo, what happened just now has been taken. Can you upload the video of the Big Saint donating to single mother three times in a row to the tremolo? I feel so touched and I feel like I want to cry."

"We just wronged Ning and that young man. I didn't expect that one of them was really difficult and the other was really accurate in their eyes. We were wrong."

"The first time I saw a young brother who is so handsome and kind. I love you and love you. From now on, I will be his loyal fan."

"Stop talking so much nonsense. Since we are sure that the single mother has not lie, for the sake of our misunderstandings, can you also lend a helping hand?"

...

Many onlookers rushed over and donated money to Ning Tsuyo, hundreds of dollars more and dozens less, and soon brought Ning Tsuyo a few thousand summers.

In Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room, countless viewers were also giving rewards to Ning Weiwei, hoping that Zhao Guoer could help them donate the money to Ning Weiwei.

"A super hot gift is given, please help me donate it to Ning Tiao."

"I'll also have a super hot one, as I misunderstood Ning's right compensation."

"If you don't have much money, then come with a few Rockets."

"The plane is here!"

...

More than 100,000 viewers donated together, and various gifts made Guoguo's live broadcast room more and more popular, attracting more and more viewers.

These gifts are worth at least hundreds of thousands of Xia Yuan. Guoguo had a little counting and ran over to donate 200,000 Xia Yuan to Ning Tiao: "No need to thank me, these are the gifts donated by the audience in my live broadcast room to you. At the same time, thank you for bringing such great popularity to my live broadcast room."

"If you really want to thank someone specific, then thank the little brother just now. His tremolo name is Big Saint Brother. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have donated so much money to you."

"This..." Before Ning Yuetong could speak, Zhao Guoer quickly left the place and chased Song Ankang.

"Thanks!"

Ning kowtowed and thanked again in the direction where Song Ankang and Zhao Guoer left, and a decision was made in his heart.

With these hundreds of thousands of donations, not to mention her daughter's surgery fee, she can even pay back the loan owed. Why don't she repay her for so much others have done for her?

Whether it’s a cow or a horse!

In life, you must always learn to be grateful. Some words are not just as simple as saying.

After leaving Jianghai No. 8 Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Song Ankang came to the nearby Long Qingxiang Handicraft Store.

This is a nationally famous clothing store specializing in making handmade clothes. It is famous nationwide for its exquisite materials, comfortable to wear and excellent service.

The suit that Chen Ruirui lent to Song Ankang last time was Long Qingxiang's. Although it was a little unfit, it was still very comfortable, which made Song Ankang have a great favor for Long Qingxiang's handmade suit.

Now that I have money, I happened to see Long Qingxiang’s branch on the pedestrian street, so I bought a few sets of handmade suits, at least I was comfortable to wear.

As soon as he walked to Long Qingxiang's door, two women wearing small suits and pretty faces greeted him with a smile: "Welcome."

Song Ankang nodded, accompanied by two reception ladies, walked into Long Qingxiang, and then a more beautiful dressing salesperson accompanied Song Ankang instead of the reception ladies: "Sir, do you need me to introduce the various styles and fabrics in the store to you?"

"No, I'll choose a few of them myself." Song Ankang shook his head, walked around the store, and chose three styles of clothes.

These three styles of clothes include formal suits and casual suits. After staying in Fenghua Building for so long, Song Ankang deals with the employees of Meixiu Group who advocate beauty every day. Naturally, Song Ankang has a certain fashion taste.

Seeing the three styles chosen by Song Ankang, the salesperson couldn't help but exclaim: "Sir, you have a good vision. These three styles of clothes are very suitable for your figure. They are absolutely handsome and steady when worn. Which style of clothes do you need?"

"All three kinds of things are needed." Song Ankang said.

The salesperson was stunned: "Sorry, sir, do you mean you want to customize three sets?"
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