"Giao, you sell me too!" Chu Tian was wearing pajamas and yawning and scolding his sister, "It's okay to donate, why are you doing a charity sale? It's so troublesome."

Chu Jiao smiled and took away a small decoration on the table before she returned to her satisfaction.

Before the meal was finished, He Xiaoyan called and told Chu Jiao that the address of the charity sale had been changed. It was at the China Professional Women's Club on the third floor, No. 120 Nanjing Road.

After Chu Jiao finished her meal, she drove to the China Professional Women's Club with Zhao Youcai. When she arrived at the place, she found that the small professional women's club was already in a dazzling array of displays, and it turned out to be a department store.

He Xiaoyan's face was tired, but she was full of energy. While helping Chu Jiao and Zhao Youcai get things from the car, she explained what happened.

"The charity sale was originally scheduled to open at the Ningbo Association. But before the expiration date, the Ningbo Association suddenly asked us to find another place. They had difficulties." He Xiaoyan curled her lips and said with some resentment: "What's the difficulty? Is it because I was threatened by the Japanese and puppets, and I gave in."

Chu Jiao asked in confusion: "Isn't it under the banner of raising funds for refugees? Did they realize it?"

"It should be!" He Xiaoyan was not sure, and continued: "We contacted Xinxin Company, American Women's Association, Yiyuan Dog Running Field, etc. When we contacted each other, we all agreed, but only one day after that, we refused to rent them one by one."

Chu Jiao nodded and said, "I don't want to rent a venue, that must be the cause of the spies."

He Xiaoyan said: "The more difficult the environment is, we are not shaken and set up the mall here." As she said that, she proudly pointed at the venue, "Look, this was arranged overnight under the leadership of Sister Mao."

"You are so capable, and it's really hard." Chu Jiao's praise was sincere, and she did not look down on others because she could kill the enemy.

He Xiaoyan smiled and expressed her humility, leading Chu Jiao and Zhao Youcai to place things at the second mall first. Because she was afraid that there was not enough space, the working woman would also borrow the customs room next door to serve as the second mall.

The method adopted by the charity sale is to mobilize members to recruit items from the society widely, and at the same time, the members themselves produce handicrafts, and then sell them through radio stations and newspapers.

The method of selling is to subscribe to the coupons, hold a charity sale at the agreed time and place, and shop with coupons.

He Xiaoyan watched Chu Jiao take out the toy from a paper box, thought for a while, and said, "As for these two toys, they still have to be placed in the first mall."

"Then let's put it over." Chu Jiao didn't bother to worry about the trouble and returned to the first mall with Zhao Youcai.

After the toys were put on, He Xiaoyan introduced some charity items to Chu Jiao and Zhao Youcai, which were handmade by members of the Working Women's Association themselves, such as pillowcases, cushions, clothing, wool wool clothes, etc.

Chu Jiao went to exchange the coupons and bought two cushions, which she prepared to use on the car.

At this time, Chu Jiao saw her cousin Xie Yuehua, who should be interviewing as a reporter, and was taking a photo with her camera on her shoulder.

Chu Jiao felt that she had contributed her strength and didn't want to say hello to her cousin, so she thought of keeping Zhao Youcai and leaving. After finding an excuse, she said to He Xiaoyan and walked out.

When they were almost at the door, two men in suits rushed in and almost hit Chu Jiao. The seat cushion in her hand was also knocked to the ground.

Chu Jiao glared at her displeasure and bent down to pick up the seat cushion.

"Call the one named Mao out." With the clamor, there was another clamor.

Chu Jiao quickly turned around and found that the man in suit was doing sabotage.

The two guys looked fierce and overturned the sales container, and the items displayed on them fell to the ground. They also shouted loudly, tore off the charity sale slogans, and stomped on the items on the ground with their feet.

My porcelain doll! Chu Jiao saw that her favorite porcelain doll had fallen to pieces on the ground, and immediately burst into anger and rushed over quickly.

At this time, Zhao Youcai had stopped the two thugs' destructive actions, but before he could take action, he just shouted loudly.

"Please don't panic. What's the use of thugs' trouble? Drive them away, we pack up our belongings and continue to sell them for charity." Ms. Mao, chairman of the Women's Association, walked out and said loudly, stabilizing the somewhat panicked people.

Chu Jiao rushed over quickly and threw a big ear from behind.

A slightly thin and short thug was beaten up with his ears and face, his head shaking for a moment, then turned around and looked.

Chu Jiao was waiting for the guy to turn around and reached out to the disciple's eyes. The thug hurriedly stopped him, but he didn't defend himself from the knee below.

The thug got a hard hit on the crotch, and a utter whirl in his throat, covering his crotch like a shrimp and bent his body.

Chu Jiao took a step back and kicked another shot, kicking the thug in the face. She had a fork in her eyes, a knee hit, and a kick. Chu Jiao's movement was done in one go.

Blood was bleeding in his nose and the thugs didn't even make a sound, and then they collapsed to the ground in distortion.

Another thug shouted and came forward to beat Chu Jiao. Zhao Youcai kicked him hard at the bend of his knee. His body tilted, and he seemed to kneel down at Chu Jiao.

I pushed it! When Chu Jiao saw the thug's head approaching, she smashed it with a head hammer without thinking.

The thug's nose was hit and blood splattered. He cried and covered his nose and fell to the ground, tears flowing down.

Chu Jiaoxiang was drunk and shook her forehead hurt, and her head was so dizzy!

Zhao Youcai hurriedly supported Chu Jiao. This girl thought she had practiced the iron-headed skills at home, who was more powerful than anyone else?

Everyone around was stunned. No one expected that a rich lady dressed in a fashionable manner would be so violent.

He Xiaoyan reacted first, hurriedly ran to support her, and asked with concern: "Giao, are you okay? Find a place to sit down."

Chu Jiao blinked slowly, rubbed her forehead, and woke up a little.

Being supported by Zhao Youcai and He Xiaoyan, Chu Jiao saw the thug on the ground again, raised her feet and kicked her, and cursed: "I'll let you smash my porcelain doll, trample you to death, and kick you to death."

At this time, members of the Working Women's Association also came over, and a group of people rushed to the police station to send the two thugs.

"I hit my forehead with a big bag!" He Xiaoyan pulled away Chu Jiao's hand, looked at her forehead, and said in surprise: "Let's go, I'll find medicine and apply it to you."

Chu Jiao reached out to touch her again. Although it hurts very much, she didn't bleed. She was not very worried, so she forced a smile and said, "It's okay, don't take medicine. You're busy with yours, I'll go back first."

"How do you go back by yourself? Can they rest assured?" He Xiaoyan was still very concerned and didn't want to let Chu Jiao go.

Zhao Youcai said: "In this way, I will send Ajiao home to rest first, and then come over."

He Xiaoyan nodded and said, "Buy some medicine by the way. If you are still uncomfortable, go to the hospital to see a doctor."
Chapter completed!