Unknowingly, the last summer vacation of the third year of high school was coming to an end.
This huge case in Hang City had also attracted widespread attention from society. After all, in China, such cases had always been difficult to obtain evidence and even more difficult to solve.
Several leaders, including Wang Yichun, were sentenced to 10 to 20 years in prison and deprived of political rights for life.
Li Rou and Feng Gaojie were sentenced to eight years.
Most of the victims 'funds had already been returned.
During this period of time, the funds that Wang Yichun had once let Jiang Han operate had also increased to 32.57 million.
Jiang Han was already worth hundreds of millions. He had no intention of swallowing this money.
That afternoon, he took a bank card and went to the largest welfare home in the suburbs of Hangzhou.
In QQ, his best friend Li Mingjun's profile picture kept flashing.
"Brother, I didn't expect you to get a 150,000 yuan bonus from the police.”
"Is there anything I don't know about you?”
"School will start in two days. Why don't you take my dad's car to report?”
"Why do I feel like you're different from before?”
Jiang Han ignored Li Mingjun's message and walked into the orphanage.
In the welfare home, a teacher was playing on the slide with more than 30 children.
These children were all orphans, so their clothes could only be said to be basically clean.
When he saw Jiang Han, the teacher immediately went up to him.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
"I want to donate some money to your welfare institute. Can I take a look?" Jiang Han said indifferently.”
Hearing this, the teacher's eyes were filled with astonishment.
After all, Jiang Han looked very young. He looked like he was underage, and he actually wanted to donate to the welfare home.
It was really strange.
The teacher concluded in his heart that Jiang Han's family background was not bad, so he might donate a few thousand yuan or something.
No matter how much money he donated, it was still a gesture.
"Alright, I'll show you."
The teacher brought Jiang Han around while enthusiastically introducing the situation in the welfare institute.
"Our welfare institute was established in 1986. A total of tens of thousands of children have walked out of here.
After they went out, they did all kinds of things. They were teachers, doctors, businessmen, and many successful people.”
When he arrived at the office, Jiang Han saw a wall full of photos, all of which were children's smiling faces.
"To be honest, the welfare institute relies entirely on government funding and can only ensure the basic needs of the children. Under such circumstances, it's already great that they can get into university.”
"Some beautiful and smart children will be adopted by rich families, while some sick children will..."
He could feel that this teacher's words were very honest.
Some children were abandoned by their parents because of congenital diseases. Their lives could be said to be very difficult.
"Right now, there are 57 children under the age of three, 135 between the ages of three and ten, and 170 over the age of ten. A quarter of these children have congenital diseases.”
Hearing his teacher's introduction, Jiang Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this moment, the bell for the end of class rang. The two of them passed by a classroom. Jiang Han was surprised to find that the person lecturing inside actually looked familiar.
What was that girl called again?
Su Qingyi?
“OK，haveaniceday.”
Looking at the blackboard full of English words, Jiang Han was a little surprised.
He didn't expect Su Qingyi to be an English teacher here.
The teacher beside him noticed Jiang Han's gaze and said,"We can't afford to hire a good teacher, so we can only give some symbolic subsidies. Teacher Su is a volunteer and has been teaching here for two years.”
A volunteer?
He didn't expect this senior to be so kind even though she was cold.
At this moment, a few boys ran out of the classroom first. Su Qingyi also came out with two books in her arms.
When she saw Jiang Han, she was slightly stunned.
"Jiang Han?"
"Hello, Senior Sister ~"
Another teacher suddenly realized.
"You know each other? This young man is here to donate."
A high school student came to the welfare home to donate?
Su Qingyi had always felt that Jiang Han did not behave like a high school student.
"I still have to prepare for my lessons. Excuse me."
Before Jiang Han could say anything, Su Qingyi floated away.
Looking at her back view in a plain white dress, Jiang Han couldn't help but purse his lips.
How cold.
To think that I'm your family's benefactor.
After visiting the welfare institute, the teacher brought Jiang Han to the accounting office.
"Young man, have you decided? Confirm the donation?"
Usually, children of Jiang Han's age would wish for their parents to give them more pocket money.
He didn't enjoy it but donated it. No matter how much he donated, it was still very touching.
Jiang Han nodded.
Before he came to the welfare home, he had checked online. This welfare home should be the most formal one in Hang City.
He had also asked Duan Zheng to investigate. This welfare home was relatively clean.
If his donation was pocketed by some people, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?
After all, he was not going to donate tens of thousands.
"How much do you plan to donate?"
The teacher sat in front of the desk, opened a receipt, and asked casually.
" Not much, more than 30 million."
"More than 3000…I'll give you a receipt then.”
How much pocket money could a high school student have?
To be able to have this awareness, donating 3000 yuan was already very good, okay?
The teacher paused for a moment, and the pen suddenly stopped in mid-air.
" How…how much did you say we should donate?!"
Jiang Han took out his bank card and placed it in front of him.
"To be precise, it's 32.57 million.”
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