Dian Chu said excitedly when he heard this: "Grandmaster, I'll do it now."

Soon, Chen Ning spoke to Song Bingting on the phone. Song Bingting did not hesitate to take out 10 billion yuan of funds and set up a charity foundation as Chen Ning told him.

Dian Chu also quickly prepared the information on the list of families of martyrs who needed assistance.

Chen Ning personally brought Dian Chu and the staff of the charity foundation to first visit the families of the martyrs in the capital.

In the evening, Chen Ning and his party visited the martyrs' families and returned to the Governor's Office.

Chen Ning felt thirsty halfway and happened to see a street vendor selling sour plum juice outside the car window. Chen Ning ordered Dian Chu to stop the car.

The jeep stopped on the street.

The vendor, who was dressed in a simple manner, with a towel on his shoulder and sweating, came up with a flattering smile while dragging his lame legs: "Hello sir, do you want to buy sour plum juice? I made it all by myself, it tastes very good, three yuan a bottle."

As soon as the vendor finished speaking, he suddenly noticed Chen Ning's appearance. He was as if he was electrocuted, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with indescribable complex colors.

Chen Ning didn't notice the hawker's strangeness at the first time and smiled and said, "Give us all a bottle."

The vendor suddenly came to his senses and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Ning again, and said in a slight trembling voice: "Yes, sir!"

Soon, the vendor rushed to Chen Ning with a hurry, and then suddenly turned around and pushed his cart up, as if he was touching the urban management officer, and turned around and ran away.

Chen Ning looked at the vendor's limping back and suddenly remembered someone in his heart, and immediately showed a shocked and suspicious expression.

Dian Chu Ze shouted: "Hey, you haven't collected the money yet. Why are you in a hurry to leave? There is no urban management to chase you!"

Unexpectedly, the vendor shouted more and more, dragging his lame legs and pushing the cart, running faster.

Something is wrong!

Dian Chu looked at each other with several tiger guards.

Chen Ning asked in a deep voice: "Do you look at the vendor like a person?"

Dian Chu and others were stunned. Who do they look like?
Chapter completed!