Turning off the radio, Li Zitao leaned on the sofa and said speechlessly: "I think this noble lady has forgotten the massacre of black slaves and Indians."

"Don't do this, Charlie, she's talking to you." Lawrence smiled.

"Come on! That's what I exchanged for with a US knife." Li Zitao gave him a look.

"Do you have to continue next?" Lawrence was a little bored recently. When he learned that Li Zitao was gaining popularity everywhere, he licked his face and followed him.

"Of course, I have also sponsored 120 orphanages and built 60 public libraries. Didn't I spend money on this?"

"It seems you have a check ready." The library will not mention it for now.

Just in the orphanage, as long as Li Zitao comes to visit in person, he will definitely have some ideas.

"10, 50,000 US dollars, I think it's enough." Li Zitao, the orphanage, didn't plan to go to every one of them.

There are 120 orphanages in 46 states. If they all go through them, it may not be enough for the whole month of August, and he will be exhausted.

"Have you chosen the right place?" Lawrence did not come empty-handed this time.

The staff sent by the Rockefeller Foundation are also using this "charity journey" to increase their popularity.

Li Zitao took off the darts on the wall, came to the map, threw them casually, and 10 darts hit 10 locations.

"Look, now it's there." Li Zitao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"..." Lawrence has gained insight into such a willful way.

To be honest, there is nothing good to look at in the orphanage, but it is miserable.

Fear, yearning, expectation, pitiful, numb...

Such a look appeared on a group of children aged 3 to 15. Li Zitao had thousands of words in his heart, but in the end he was still choking and maintained an ugly smile and silence throughout the whole process.

"Huh, this is really a depressing journey." Lawrence whispered in the car.

The shabby house is full of weeds, and the smell of mold and dampness is everywhere.

As for those cleaned beds and kitchens, who can know what they really looked like in the past? Li Zitao is not God, and he cannot change all this.

"I believe it will be better when I go back to Los Angeles." On the way back to Los Angeles, the car remained silent throughout the whole journey.

At 4 pm, the car was parked at the entrance of a church orphanage.

Most orphanages in this era were hosted by the church, but if you think it is so friendly and kind, that is really ridiculous.

"I want to see my daughter and return her to me..."

As soon as she got off the car, Li Zitao saw a woman in front of the door shaking wildly with a rusty iron door. There were several divine servants in the door, looking at her coldly.

"Ms., your daughter is living a good life now. Given your past actions, the court will not allow you to get her back. Don't forget your mental history..."

The other party's words seemed to stimulate her. The woman shook the door harder and shouted: "I can take care of her, my Norma, return my Norma..."

"Ms. Barkel?" Li Zitao walked forward and asked with uncertainty.

A face that looked like a ghost painting talisman turned around, his eyes collapsed, his face dark, and he said angrily: "Who are you? What do you want to do to me?"

"Uh..." If I remember correctly, this woman is indeed a lunatic and can't afford to offend her!

"Norma is currently staying at my home..." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zitao saw Barkel turn around and rush towards him, fingers with long nails headed straight towards his face.

"I'm going to give me a face full of flowers!" Looking at the monk's backhand twisting his arms, struggling constantly, and stomping his feet hard on his shoes, Li Zitao had a headache.

"Let her calm down first, don't hurt her." Shaking her head helplessly, Li Zitao walked towards the divine servants who were opening the door.

"Mr. Li, you are very welcome..." When the divine servant who was expressionless just now, when facing Li Zitao, he smiled brighter than the blooming flowers.

"Nun, has Ms. Barker come here frequently recently?" Li Zitao walked side by side in the yard with the great nun in charge of the orphanage.

"This is the third day, and her condition is getting worse and worse. May the Lord bless her..." The great nun said with great compassion, as if the person who ignored her was not her.

"Is Little Norma living well? He is a well-behaved and beautiful little girl. I really hope she can get rid of the nightmare and grow up quickly."

When Li Zitao heard the grand nun describe Baker as Norma's nightmare, he knew that the two had different views and there was nothing to talk about.

After leaving a check of $5,000, Li Zitao took a car to leave the orphanage under the bright smiles of the servants.

Next, reporters flocked to interview the person in charge of the orphanage, and the servants who took Li Zitao's benefits were very clear about what they should say.

The one who left with Li Zitao was the "calm" Barker.

The lady was sitting in the back car with her arms clamped by two bodyguards, with a scarf stuffed in her mouth, except for her "humming" from time to time, she was very calm.

"If you want to talk, it's better to be quiet, otherwise I can only let someone throw you out."

Back at the hotel, Li Zitao said to Barker who was pressed down on the sofa by the monk.

"Yeah." Barkel nodded with a snorkeling.

"Give her a glass of water." Li Zitao stepped forward and took out the scarf from her mouth, threw it into the trash can and said.

"I want whiskey." Barker, who was just able to speak, said bluntly.

"Qingshui." Li Zitao ignored her request at all.

What? A person who abuses drugs, alcohol, and has a mental illness wants a glass of wine. If Li Zitao can give her, he may be a patient of Barker.

"Your situation doesn't look good?" Seeing Barkel take a sip, he put the cup on the table in disgust, and Li Zitao ignored her.

"What do you know?" Barker said impatiently.

"I know everything about you, drug abuse, alcohol, erosion of private life, dealing with multiple men, and having a low income..."

"Enough," Barkel roared.

"Take her to clean up." The face made Li Zitao feel very uncomfortable.

"Come with me." The little elk was stunned and was about to step forward.

"It's better for me to come." The monk stopped her actions.

After listening to Li Zitao talk for a long time, coupled with Barkel's performance, this woman doesn't look very safe, so it's better to let him come.

"Don't touch me." Barkel wanted to struggle, but was picked up by the monk.

When he came to the bathroom, the monk put her on the ground and said, "Wash yourself."

"fk, you perverted voyeur..." Seeing that he had no intention of going out, Barkle cursed angrily.

"Are you going by yourself, or should I find someone to help you?" the monk just sneered.

Voyeurism, will I be interested in your body?

Sorry, even if you take off your clothes and lie on the bed, I'm afraid I can't hold it up.

After 20 minutes, wipe it clean and Barkel, wearing pajamas, sat back on the sofa.

"Let someone clean the bathroom, disinfect it completely, and burn all used things." Li Zitao did not hide his disgust for her at all.

In this era, private life may not be ill.

But if you are poor and corrupt, 80% will be sick, such as Barker.
Chapter completed!