Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

"Brother Lin, do you think we could expand our charity project a bit more?" I pointed to the children playing in the distance. They were wearing the clothes I had donated, and their faces were beaming with bright smiles, like wildflowers blooming on a hillside, full of vitality.

"The distribution of supplies went smoothly this time, but there are still many children in other places who need help."

Gong Lin followed my gaze, a hint of admiration flashing in his deep eyes.

"how do you want to do it?"

"I want to integrate more resources, not just clothing and food, but also educational resources, medical resources, and so on." I excitedly described my blueprint, as if I could already see Hope Primary Schools rising from the ground and sick children regaining their health.

Over the next few days, I began to contact resources in various places, from businesses to individuals, from government departments to non-governmental organizations. I was like a tireless little bee, rushing around to every corner.

However, things did not go as smoothly as I expected.

“Miss Miao, what our village needs most is water conservancy facilities. The children have to walk more than ten miles of mountain road to go to school. Can you solve this problem first?” On the other end of the phone, Village Chief Zhao’s voice carried a hint of helplessness.

“Mr. Miao, our schools here are short of teachers and teaching materials. Could you please give priority to educational resources?” another principal earnestly requested over the phone.

I rubbed my throbbing temples and looked at the mountain of application materials on the table, a sense of powerlessness welling up inside me.

The needs of each region are different and resources are limited. How can we ensure fairness and impartiality?

"What's wrong?" Gong Lin walked over and asked with concern. He gently placed his large hand on my shoulder, bringing me a sense of comfort.

I looked up at Gong Lin, my brows furrowed.

"Gong Lin, I've discovered that resource allocation is far more complicated than I imagined..." I poured out all the problems I was facing to him, my voice filled with anxiety.

Gong Lin listened quietly, a thoughtful glint in his deep eyes.

“Perhaps…” he paused, a resolute glint in his eyes, “we should…”

Brother Lin pondered for a moment,

I was taken aback for a moment, then I understood what he meant.

You can never truly understand the needs of every region by sitting in an office.

Only by going deep into the field can we make the most reasonable judgment.

The next morning, we embarked on our research trip.

The bumpy mountain road, the dust kicked up, and the scenery rushing past the car window all felt novel and challenging to me.

"Mr. Miao, are you really going to go in person? This road is too difficult to travel, what if..." Driver Wang glanced at me worriedly through the rearview mirror.

“It’s alright, Mr. Wang, just keep driving.” I said firmly, my eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Over the next few days, we visited several impoverished areas.

I witnessed firsthand the children's yearning for knowledge, heard the villagers' hopes for a better life, and felt the hardships of their lives.

"Miss Miao, what our village lacks most is clean water; the children are often sick..." An old woman held my hand, her voice murky.

I gently patted her hand, my heart filled with mixed emotions.

After the survey was completed, I compiled and organized all the information and developed a brand-new resource allocation plan.

This plan breaks away from the previous average distribution model and instead focuses on precise allocation based on the actual needs of each region.

However, my new plan was met with skepticism from some volunteers.

“Mr. Miao, this is too risky. What if it doesn’t work well…” Volunteer Chen Jiping hesitated, his face full of worry.

“I know what you’re worried about,” I said firmly, glancing around the conference room. “But this is the most effective way. We can’t take a one-size-fits-all approach; we need to adjust according to the actual situation.”

The atmosphere in the meeting room immediately became tense, with questions rising one after another.

“But…” Chen Jiping wanted to say something, but I interrupted him.

“I know this plan is risky,” I walked to the projector and pointed to the dense data on it, “but please trust me, I have confidence.” I paused, my gaze sweeping over everyone, “and our previous successes have proven that data doesn’t lie.”

Chen Jiping opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

The meeting room was silent, with only the projector light illuminating my face.

I took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in my heart, and tried my best to explain my plan again in a calm tone.

“I know everyone is worried that resource allocation will create unfairness, but we must understand that true fairness is not about equal distribution, but about providing precise support based on actual needs. Just like treating an illness, the same prescription cannot be applied to all patients.” I pointed to the data on the screen, “This data comes from our on-site research, and it clearly reflects the different needs of each region. Only by addressing the root causes can we maximize the effectiveness of resources.”

I looked around, met the gaze of each volunteer firmly, and spoke with an unwavering confidence.

"I believe the data doesn't lie. Previous successes have proven that our methods are effective. We can do it again this time!"

The atmosphere in the meeting room gradually eased, the doubts faded away, and were replaced by a low murmur of discussion.

I saw a thoughtful expression on Chen Jiping's face. He nodded slightly, as if he had accepted my explanation.

“I understand, Mr. Miao.” Chen Jiping stood up, his tone firm. “I support your proposal.”

His words were like a reassuring pill, completely easing the tense atmosphere.

The other volunteers also expressed their agreement, their eyes shining with trust, which warmed my heart.

An indescribable sense of accomplishment filled my chest. We rebuilt trust, united our strength, and moved towards a common goal.

At the launch ceremony of the new project, I stood on the stage, looking at the countless expectant eyes below, and a sense of pride welled up in my heart.

The brilliant sunlight shone on me, as if draping me in a golden armor.

I took a deep breath and announced in a clear voice: "The 'Moving Forward Together' charity project is officially launched!"

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

I saw bright smiles on the children's faces, and hope shining in their eyes.

A warm breath approached, and a familiar voice rang in my ear, "You did very well..."

After the launch ceremony, Gong Lin gently put his arm around my shoulder. His breath was warm and familiar, like a ray of sunshine in winter, dispelling all my fatigue.

"You did very well." His deep voice rang in my ear, carrying a hint of barely perceptible affection.

I leaned against him, feeling his strong arms, and a sweet warmth welled up in my heart.

We stood side by side on the stage, receiving everyone's blessings.

The flashbulbs kept going off, capturing this beautiful moment.

As I watched the children cheering below the stage, their smiles were pure and radiant, like twinkling stars in the night sky, igniting hope in my heart.

However, at this beautiful moment, a sudden phone call shattered the tranquility of the banquet.

I walked to the side and answered the phone.

"President Miao, something terrible has happened! Our...supplies have been stolen!" The anxious voice of Village Chief Zhao came from the other end of the phone. My heart sank and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

The surrounding noise seemed to vanish instantly, and everything around me became blurry, with only Village Chief Zhao's panicked voice echoing in my ears.

“What did you say? Say it again!” My voice trembled, incredulous.

“The supplies…the supplies have been stolen! So many things are gone! We are now…” Village Chief Zhao said haltingly, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

I gripped my phone tightly, my knuckles turning white, trying hard to control myself and not lose my composure.

"I understand, I'll be right there!" I hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and tried to stay calm.

Rin noticed something was wrong with me. He came over to my side and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

I looked up at him. "Village Chief Zhao's supplies have been stolen." My voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been sanded.

Gong Lin's expression instantly turned serious. He grabbed my hand and said firmly, "Let's go!"

I held his hand tightly, feeling the warmth of his palm, and a glimmer of hope rose in my heart.

I know that no matter what difficulties I encounter, he will always be by my side.

We walked quickly out of the ceremony venue, and a noisy discussion came from behind us, but I didn't care anymore.

I had only one thought in mind: to get to the mountains as soon as possible and find out the truth.

The car sped through the night, and everything outside the window became blurry.

My heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and it became difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Gong Lin gripped my hand tightly, his eyes flashing with determination.

“Don’t worry,” his deep voice rang in my ears, “we will definitely find the stolen supplies.”

His words were like a shot of adrenaline, gradually calming my previously panicked heart.

I turned to look at him.

"Hmm." I nodded gently, a glimmer of hope igniting in my heart.

The car continued speeding forward, disappearing into the vast night...