Chapter 209 Annual Meeting

After the family meeting, the couple returned to the bedroom. Yang Mengmeng, who just sat down, burst into tears. Her sudden change made Murong Qingyun at a loss. He didn't know what she was doing, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment when he wanted to comfort her. She rudely pulled his clothes to wipe her tears and nose. Murong Qingyun was made to laugh and cry by the little girl's movements.

Yang Mengmeng cried alone for a while, wiping the tears on her face, pouted her little mouth and protesting, "Qiu Wei's mother really knows that her ability is limited, and she also asked me to manage the Qiuwei Charity Foundation with 1 billion assets, which is really cruel. I can't afford this heavy task at all."

"This fully shows Sister Qiu Wei's trust in you and proves that you are a kind person." Murong Qingyun finally understood the reason why the little girl was crying. He held her head in both hands and said seriously, "I want to take the initiative to take on the work of the foundation, but Sister Qiu Wei didn't give me a chance. She loves you more than she loves me."

"You should say less sarcastic things in front of others." Yang Mengmeng pushed away his arms and said with a little dissatisfaction, "If I was born with a mind like you, people would not cry. Brother, the assets given to my foundation by Qiu Wei's mother are not 10 yuan but 1 billion yuan. Every year, there are various donations from home and abroad, which are absolutely an astronomical number that people will be afraid of when they hear it.

"It's only 1 billion yuan. Some world-class millionaires donate less than 1 billion yuan a year. Murong Qingyun felt indifferent. He lay back ** and smiled, "It's a pity that these capitals are used for charity. It would be great if they were used for capital. Let me give you a small suggestion. You promise first, and then give it to me to help you manage the foundation. How about adding five to the profits generated every year?

"Go to hell!" Yang Mengmeng leaned his body, looked at him sideways, and said angrily, "You are a dead conscienceless guy. Do you even have to think about this kind of charity, or are you not alone? If Qiu Wei's mother knew that I did this, she would have to beat me to death. Hey... Their mother will also come to participate in the action of killing me. After all, I did something inhuman."

Murong Qingyun smiled at her and said, "If you don't say it, I won't say it. Sister Qiu Wei definitely doesn't know. You have to believe that your husband must have a way to hide this matter.

"I don't believe you until I go to hell!" Yang Mengmeng said seriously, "People are doing it, and the sky is watching. There is no impenetrable wall in the world, so people still advise you not to think about the foundation. After all, there are still so many suffering people in the world who need help. I think every penny of the foundation should be used on the ground to really need people.

Murong Qingyun suddenly got up, pressed her to **, turned over and pressed on his body, scraped her little nose and said, "Xiaoyang, you have a sense of justice and kindness. Qiu Wei chose you to take over the work of the foundation. I'm just proposing a win-win solution for you to choose from.

"Come on, your practice is to pick up chicken eggs," Yang Mengmeng pinched his face with both hands and said fiercely with his little mouth.

Murong Qingyun turned over and slept beside her and said sophistry, "The chicken is raised by our family, and the eggs naturally belong to our family. I am Qiu Wei's own son, and naturally have the right to distribute eggs. Taking out half of the relief of those in need is a good deed that I give back to society. If you think about this problem from the perspective of economics, only when chickens are raised more can they give birth to more eggs, so the number of people who get help is wider. This is called the scale effect.

Yang Mengmeng was fooled by him all of a sudden and felt that what he said was very reasonable. After all, only the more donations can benefit more people. Although I couldn't find the problem with Murong Qingyun's words, a voice in my heart repeatedly told her not to believe it. She has known him for many years and feels that he must be holding something bad.

"It's useless for you to do my ideological work." Yang Mengmeng turned her little face and stared at him and said, "I have the ability to do Qiu Wei's mother's ideological work. The reason why she doesn't leave it to you for management is that you don't sympathize with the weak heart.

"Who said that I didn't sympathize with the weak?" Murong Qingyun gently bounced on her forehead and said, "For more than ten years, I have been protecting and sympathizing with you."

Yang Mengmeng touched his forehead, put her hands on his neck and shook vigorously, "It turns out that I am a weak image in your mind. Your words are so hateful. So, you didn't love me, but sympathize with me.

Murong Qingyun experienced her "destruction" without any resistance until she stopped. I stroked her red neck and saw her unique cute appearance when she was angry, and naturally felt pity in my heart. He moved his body, stroked her smooth face, and kissed her twice. Yang Mengmeng's heart is very useful, but her pretty face still maintains an unhappy look and enjoys his feeling of loving herself.

"I promise you that I will never make the foundation's idea again." Murong Qingyun said with a hippie smile, "If you believe my brother, I can write a guarantee for you."

"This is what you said voluntarily. They have never coerced you." Yang Mengmeng got unexpected results and said happily, "If you dare to break the contract, then I will show your signature to our children and grandchildren. At that time, it will not be shameful. I'm afraid your prestige in Murong's family will suffer great losses in the future!"

"You are a little girl." Murong Qingyun had to agree and said, "Ok, this time I dug a hole and buried a man by myself."

Yang Mengmeng won an unexpected victory, so she was afraid that there would be many long dreams at night and hit the railway while it was hot: "Why don't you get out of bed and write it? Do you want to regret it? If you dare to go back on your word, I will go everywhere to publicize your bad deeds.

Murong Qingyun was forced to get out of bed helplessly, found paper and pen, and wrote a guarantee under her supervision. He shook his head and sighed. Yang Mengmeng saw his depressed appearance, and his body and mind were extremely happy. As long as she has his pledge, the foundation will not fall into his clutches in the future. Murong Qingyun is a person with a very contractual spirit. Since he has signed the guarantee in black and white, he will definitely abide by the agreement between the two.