There are blue sky and white clouds above our heads, and there is an endless blue grassland ahead. The breeze brings a little gentleness to less heat. There are groups of wild animals in the distance. A lion full of food perched on a crooked tree, leisurely looking down at its abundant grain reserves. There are several people standing in the distance, one with his hands behind his back, his face feeling a little enjoyable, and he is a god.

Qi Qinggang beside him was not so leisurely. He was holding a saber of more than 30 cm in his hand. He didn't dare to be careless on the grasslands in Africa. No one could tell whether there was a swamp under the grass ahead, and whether there were giant pythons or crocodiles inside. Not only Qi Qinggang himself, but there were several black men behind him. They were all armed and cautiously observing the surroundings, which were even more nervous than Qi Qinggang. They didn't understand why this yellow-skinned man liked this place. The beautiful scenery was beautiful, but even the meetings attended by so many big people could be rejected, which was a bit unworthy of the loss.

Poverty alleviation may be something that must be done at a certain level.

Different heights and different angles. For a family, the word poverty alleviation may be "hard households, low-income households". For larger ones, they are "poor villages, poor counties", etc., but when the word poverty alleviation rises to strategic significance, then there are much more considerations. Some people don't understand why they come so far and return it to these foreigners. In summary, there are four words: international relations.

His identity is destined to be as simple as condolences to a poor household. He was indeed confused by the repeated meetings and found a reason to take a break from his busy schedule. He came here once a year ago, and there was almost no change. He had to admit that the best thing this small country does is environmental protection.

The phone in Qi Qinggang's pocket rang. He looked at it and called from the company headquarters. The people at the headquarters were worried that it would disturb the gods and ask for it. Qi Qinggang asked about the situation on the phone. He heard that someone was looking for the boss or holding a business card, and it was even more inconspicuous little place in Huibei, Liu Feiyang. These three words appeared in his mind in an instant.

In fact, he hadn't remembered this name for a long time, and hadn't paid attention to Huibei's situation for a long time. He was a martial arts fanatic and focused on opening and closing. He thought that the little man would surprise him when he met in half a year, but he didn't expect that his body would gain weight and his strength was not as good as before, so he was a little disappointed and he stopped paying attention.

But at this time he was not so stingy that he wanted to interfere. He looked at the time carefully. It should be midnight in China. It must be very urgent to call him at this time. He said, "Well," he covered the microphone and said.

"Mr. Ding, do you still remember Liu Feiyang from Huibei City?"

"Liu Feiyang, Liu Qingqing" he blurted out and even formed a picture in an instant. However, in his mind, Liu Feiyang was still wearing a military coat.

"He is looking for you, probably because he wants to ask for your help."

"Call it up." When he gave his business card, he didn't think that one day he would not answer it. If he could do it, he would not do it. This is his principle. When Qi Qinggang heard this, he took out a god's phone from another pocket and handed it over. After saying something yes to the phone in his ear, he quickly edited a message on his mobile phone and sent it out. He wanted to understand the whole story.

Liu Feiyang was sitting in the general manager's office. The general manager's surname was Zheng. General Zheng personally helped him make a cup of Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain. Influenced by the gods, general managers like to hang a landscape painting on the background wall of the office. The pure ink color is not decorated, and there will be some inscriptions on it. When he heard the landline of the desk ringing, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He was transferred to Huibei as the vice president of the company for a warning conversation. He had seen the gods but never said anything.

This type of phone call is connected by transit and does not need to be broadcast. When he sees some numbers on it that do not look like numbers at all, he knows that the other end of the phone must be Mr. Ding.

Speaking more and more politely, "Mr. Liu, I've already taken it."

"Thank you" Liu Feiyang said politely, stood up and walked to the desk. He was unsure whether such a big person would be distracted to help him. He was not sure at all, so he raised his hand to answer the phone.

"Boss Ding..."

"My friend, long time no see, are you going to invite me to your hunting?" The immortal joked in a good mood. He didn't even think about what Liu Feiyang would say and what kind of help he would seek.

"Haha..." Liu Feiyang smiled awkwardly, mostly smiling bitterly. Standing in someone else's office and looking for help from someone who had only one meeting, he felt a little sad.

"If you want to come, you can come at any time, I will guide you. I heard that the tiger has already given birth to a cub and is still on the mountain. Let one run away, and you will give it two this time."

How could the gods hear that this is a forced smile? He answered too many such calls. Some people want to say it but dare not say it. Some people call it superficially and want to borrow money. Some people are funny showing off in front of others that they can talk to him, and help him, but not the poor. This is his attitude towards anything, so he gave the little person business card. To this day, no one can make him look at him with an eye. Most of them take back the business card after a word.

Of course, the so-called admiration is relative.

"Haha, okay, let me tell you something about it," he said with a tepid smile.

"My lover was injured because of saving me. The doctor said she might never wake up again and was still in a coma, so I want to ask if you know a good doctor who can save him!" Liu Feiyang said that he was almost begging afterwards. He was really helpless now. He always thought of An Ran lying on the hospital bed and was in a hurry to find someone who could make him believe, saying that she could cure it, even if it was a fraud.

When the god heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually closed and changed into a serious expression. Some people borrowed money and some saved their lives, but everyone was for themselves, because everyone knew how much added value of that business card was, and it was the first time to save another person, even if it was his lover.

"How is the specific situation?"

"The doctor said it was a brain injury..." Liu Feiyang said the words the doctor said in the hospital.

Standing on the side, Mr. Zheng was stunned when he heard Liu Feiyang talking about this question. It was just that? He thought that the funds of ten-digit funds were broken...

While Mr. Ding was hesitating, he gritted his teeth and said, "She is my first love, the first woman in my life, and will be the only one. Just two minutes before she suffered a heavy blow, we are still discussing our future. I love her, please help me."

Liu Feiyang did not shed tears, but this wailing sounded in anyone's ears, and Meng Jiangnu's crying in the Great Wall could become a story of eternity. If the protagonist was replaced by a man, he would probably be better. Mr. Zheng began to feel heartbroken. He felt a kind of humiliation in his heart and wanted to shout out and say I'll save her, but he didn't have the ability to do so.

However, Mr. Ding is not him. He is not as hard as iron. He does not want to disappoint the person on the other end of the phone and see hope. Finally, he becomes despair and said solemnly, "Birth, old, sick, and death, this is a natural law that no one can change. I hope you can understand this."

"She is only in her twenties." Liu Feiyang no longer knew what to beg.

"Take good care of her, I'll help you find the best brain doctor." The god paused, and then said, "I'll give you another word to you, I'll look for her in the crowd for thousands of times. When I look back, the man was in the dim light..."

He finished speaking and hung up the phone.

I looked at the boundless pasture with my hands on my back. The pasture was connected to the blue sky, and looked around from left to right, sighing, "I was like this in the past two years ago, but people have grown two years old. It will be like this in ten thousand years. Where will people be? How old will they grow older?"

Regarding the attack on An Ran, and the major and minor matters related to Liu Feiyang in Huibei City have been sent to Qi Qinggang's mobile phone in full. He was surprised and serious. He did not expect that the boy would become like now. He did not hand over the phone immediately. The gods often expressed their feelings and needed time to digest it and could not disturb him.

As for the simple understanding of the sentence I just sent to Liu Feiyang, it becomes a very childhood poem. If you have not experienced the impermanence of the world and cannot understand it at all, it is a state of life.

"Tell me," about two minutes later, the immortal spoke.

"Okay..." Qi Qinggang nodded, and then began to read it out in a straightforward manner. From entering the bar, silver mining area, brick factory, Qi Sanye, circle, to Anran, Liu Qingqing, Zhang Xiao'e, Zhang Man, he told everything in detail. He didn't miss any details, and he wouldn't talk too cumbersomely, but it took him ten minutes.

After hearing this, the god was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "I didn't use that business card for several crises. It's good to make a big fortune with a small fortune."

He certainly would not be so pedantic that he had taken care of the methods used by Liu Feiyang. In other words, those methods are not worth mentioning in front of him. They are not based on the consequences, but they have a very clear understanding of success.

"Qinggang, if it weren't for his lover, when would he use that business card?"

This problem really stumped Qi Qinggang. He had just concealed it. It could be said that the person from the head office deliberately did not mention it. He took action in the alley. Because anyone knows that the gods are angry with him, they will not make him angry because the people below can solve a perfect problem. He weighed it carefully in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't know.

"Life is at stake, and it's useless to use that business card. His lover was not at the critical moment of life and death, but he could take out everything." The immortal paused and then said, "Only sentient beings can have righteousness. No one with feelings will be too bad. You can help him!"

"Brush..." Qi Qinggang was no less shocked when he heard this, and he was no less than being hit by lightning. This gang was beyond medical treatment.

God said that poverty alleviation is an infrastructure aid that will be effective for Africa.

The immortal said that capital was to pull the index up by more than ten percentage points within three days.

The immortals built Xuanhua Garden, and these three words bloomed all over the country.

Qi Qinggang's face can even scare the Third Master to death. How will the gods say help?
Chapter completed!