After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Shu Baozhu had come through hardship after all, and even though she was now well-off, she remained frugal. Zhang Ran reached out and patted her shoulder, "You've worked so hard. I want to thank you on behalf of the children in the orphanage. Tomorrow when you go, have them sing 'Only Sister in the World' to thank you."

Shu Baozhu blushed shyly and retorted coquettishly, "How can there be a song like 'Only my sister is good in the world'? It must be an adaptation of 'Only my mother is good in the world'."

Speaking of tomorrow's charity gala, Liu Xia asked with concern, "Is everything ready for tomorrow's gala?"

"It should be almost done. I'll call to confirm." Zhang Ran took out his cell phone and called everyone one by one.

First, I called the principal to remind her that there would be a charity gala tomorrow and asked her if she had instructed the staff to set up the venue.

Neither the cafeteria nor the main hall was large enough for the meeting, so the director discussed with Zhang Ran about building a roof over the football field in the front yard. This way, they could play on rainy days and also solve the venue problem. After all, they might hold a charity gala every few years to raise funds for the orphanage.

Zhang Ran agreed and suggested using the best tempered glass so that the sun and white clouds could be seen during the day.

"...The venue has been set up, and we're waiting for you to come tomorrow..."

After making sure that there was no problem with the principal, Zhang Ran hung up the phone, looked through the address book and called Liang Nanmei from the Beijing News Agency.

Zhang Ran is well aware of the power of public opinion. In later generations, people are often led by the nose by online media, lack the ability to think for themselves, and cyberbully others. Many innocent people have been killed by cyberbullying.

Zhang Ran met Liang Nanmei, a journalism major, at a social gathering. They exchanged contact information and chatted occasionally, but their relationship was average.

Liang Nanmei entered the news agency as an intern in her junior year, but was ostracized and framed by her male colleagues who wanted to step on her to get to the top.

After Zhang Ran learned about this, he took the initiative to invest in the news agency and helped Liang Nanmei solve the dilemma. From then on, the two became good friends who could talk about anything.

Liang Nanmei was very happy to receive Zhang Ran's call. She repeatedly assured him that everything was arranged properly and that she would take her colleagues to the orphanage for an interview tomorrow to help promote the orphanage.

Zhang Ran: "Thank you for your hard work. Remember to bring more people with you. They will all be paid for their services so that they won't make a wasted trip."

"I've already mentioned the labor fee, and they're all very enthusiastic. They can't wait to go tomorrow. Don't worry." After all, the labor fee Zhang Ran promised was equivalent to half a month's salary for a reporter, and they only needed to work for one day. Who would miss such a good opportunity? Everyone was vying to go.

"Thank you for your hard work. See you tomorrow." Zhang Ran hung up the phone and called Deng Xiaoxiao, the editor-in-chief of S City.

It is not enough for the orphanage to be famous only in the capital, she plans to let the whole country know about the existence of Anle Orphanage.

If the local orphanage refuses to accept them, they will think of Anle Orphanage, which will give them a chance to survive and grow up.

Anle, as the name suggests, means peace and happiness. Zhang Ran hopes that the orphans will live a safe and happy life.

"Xiaoxiao, have you arrived in Beijing? I'll arrange a hotel for you."

"I'm already here, I don't need you to arrange a hotel."

"No hotel arrangements? Then I'll send a driver to pick you up, or you can stay at my house."

"Hey, there's no need to live in your house. Guess where I am now?"

Listening to Deng Xiaoxiao's sly laughter coming from the phone, Zhang Ran half-closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Are you in an orphanage?"

"You guessed it right. The dean and the vice dean are receiving us. I won't tell you anymore. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Zhang Ran hung up the phone with a smile. She felt relieved that the principal and Aunt Wu would entertain Deng Xiaoxiao.