The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

"Let's talk to them. I'll donate 100 million to the Han Hong Foundation in my personal name, and another 200 million in the name of the Menglong Group. Go get busy."

Zhao Qi nodded quickly. She needed to communicate with the Han Hong Charity Foundation and the bank, but it was not a difficult task.

"Miss, what about me? What can I do?" Zhao Rui was a little anxious.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Let's all come up with some ideas and see if there's anything else we can do to help."

As soon as Song Tang finished speaking, Qiongying, Wei Wu and others in the living room all began to give their own ideas.

Just when Zhao Qi came back from work and a group of them were sitting in the living room discussing something, Song Tang's cell phone rang. When he picked it up, he saw that it was Lianhua calling.

"Tangtang, the Han Hong Charity Foundation just received 300 million yuan in donations. Was it you who donated it?" As soon as the call was connected, Lianhua's majestic voice came out.

"Sister Lianhua, you are quite well-informed. You found out in just a few minutes." Song Tang was really a little curious.

"Well, what's the meaning of being well-informed? I'm busy with Sister Han Hong at the foundation right now."

"As soon as I heard about the Menglong Group, I knew it was you."

Song Tang then understood how Lianhua knew so quickly that the donation was from him. It turned out that she was right there right now.

"Tangtang, we're a little busy right now. If you're free, could you come over? There are some things I might need your help with, and it's hard to explain over the phone."

In response to Lianhua's request for help, Song Tang agreed without hesitation. She asked Lianhua to send her the location address and asked Wei Wu and others to prepare the car.

The address of the Love Charity Foundation was not far from Song Tang. In less than an hour, Song Tang's convoy stopped at the foundation's residence.

The busy staff running back and forth just took a curious look and continued to work. Now was not the time to be curious, there were more important things waiting for them to do.

As soon as Song Tang got off the car, she saw Lianhua Zeng Yi walking towards her quickly, and of course the chubby teacher Han Hong beside them.

What puzzled Song Tang was that although she had never dealt with Teacher Han Hong, she had seen her on TV. The Teacher Han Hong in front of her looked much thinner than on TV.

"Tangtang, I didn't expect you to come so soon." Lianhua stepped forward and held Song Tang's hand, then turned to Teacher Han Hong who was standing next to her with a forced smile on her face. It seemed that she was still worried about the situation in the disaster area.

"This is Teacher Han Hong."

"Sister, this is Song Tang."

Lianhua only gave a brief introduction to both parties, but Song Tang and Han Hong both knew who the other was, including their identities and backgrounds.

"Tangtang, I'll follow Lianhua and call you that too. Let's go in and talk first. Thank you for coming." Han Hong personally led Song Tang towards the office.

"Teacher Han Hong, you're too polite. You can call me whatever you want. In the face of disaster, unity is the norm."

After everyone was seated in the somewhat shabby office, Han Hong didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

"I think Tangtang was able to come here so quickly because he was very worried about the situation in the disaster area. Now I will tell you about our biggest problem."

Han Hong's words made everyone present nod their heads. This was not the time for polite greetings. If there was anything to say, it would be best to state it clearly and concisely.

"Money is not the most important thing now. We have already reached the embarrassing situation where we have money but cannot buy anything."

"So what we need most right now is supplies."

"Clean drinking water, food, cold-weather clothing, tents, various medicines, first aid kits, and even oxygen."

"What we are most anxious about now is to collect these supplies as quickly as possible and deliver them to the disaster area as soon as possible."

"The money will only be needed for post-disaster reconstruction."

In the simple office, only Han Hong's voice was heard from time to time, and everyone else was listening attentively.

After Han Hong finished speaking, all the people from the foundation in the office looked at Song Tang, who was sitting in the middle, with hope, including Han Hong and Lianhua.

People all hope that the young lady in front of them can lend a helping hand when help is most needed.

"I'll make some calls."

Song Tang didn't hesitate. After thinking about who he could contact for these things, he took out his cell phone.

Seeing Song Tang's actions, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If they were given enough time, they would be able to gather all the supplies and send them up at once, but the current situation is that time waits for no one.

If they want to get enough necessary supplies as quickly as possible and deliver them to the disaster area as soon as possible, Song Tang is the most powerful person they can think of, apart from national power.

This is all thanks to Lotus's inspiration.

When I heard about the huge donation from Menglong Group, the first person I thought of was Song Tang, which also gave some hope to the worried teacher Han Hong.

Song Tang made calls one after another, and Teacher Han Hong personally took up the pen and recorded them one by one.

Every additional line of words on the paper means that a large company has provided sufficient supplies free of charge, and the other party has promised to airlift them directly to the city closest to the disaster area to facilitate further land transportation.

The information of each large company is followed by a line of numbers, which is the contact number of the person responsible for the emergency transportation of materials, so that Teacher Han Hong and others can contact them at any time to keep track of the movement of materials.

As she watched more and more things being recorded, Teacher Han Hong felt that she now had endless energy, because all these records were hope.

By the time Song Tang finished making his last related call, Teacher Han Hong's paper was already filled with notes.

"That's great. With these things, we don't even need other donations. We can do it this time."

Only then did Teacher Han Hong show a genuine smile on her face. She cheered and hugged Song Tang, who was looking at her with a smile.

"Tangtang, I really want to thank you this time."

After letting go of Song Tang, Teacher Han Hong held her shoulders with both hands and looked into Song Tang's beautiful eyes seriously and sincerely.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it can help everyone."

Song Tang smiled. No wonder Lianhua and Teacher Han Hong have such a good relationship. They have similar personalities.

"No, no, no, Tangtang, you still don't understand how much help you have given us and the disaster area this time."

"We can provide all the necessary supplies to the disaster area at once, and we can expect them to arrive near the disaster area tonight at the earliest, or tomorrow morning at the latest. This was unimaginable when we were doing disaster relief in the past."

"Let me put it this way. Apart from the national forces and the people's army, your speed and efficiency this time are the fastest I've ever seen."

Faced with Teacher Han Hong's sincere praise, Song Tang was really a little embarrassed this time. The other party's serious praise really made her feel a little embarrassed.

The most troublesome problem was easily solved by the young lady in front of them, and the rest of the people felt a lot more relaxed.