Take out your cell phone.

Open the APP store and search for [New World Charity].

See the APP appear on the interface.

“I actually just started a company and I made a charity app.”

Cheng Wen's brows were furrowed, and he was a little confused.

"What on earth is Mr. Hu trying to do?"

"Are you trying to make money?"

There are still quite a few charity apps on the market.

But most of them charge commissions in the name of charity, and the proportion is quite high, 1% to 3%, and they will also recommend various insurances to you.

"But the current charity market has been completely occupied."

Cheng Wen couldn't help but shook his head, and then thought of another possibility.

"Perhaps Mr. Hu really wants to do charity."

The idea is a bit ridiculous.

Is there really someone in this world who would develop an app for the sake of genuine charity?

Cheng Wen, who has been in the business world for more than 20 years, would definitely not have believed it in the past, but now he is facing Hu Yibao.

A person who made the almost impossible possible.

Although it was only a short time, when Cheng Wen thought about it carefully, everything Hu Yibao did seemed to be beyond his expectations.

Looking at the [New World Charity] APP, Cheng Wen hesitated for a moment, but still clicked to download.

After the download is complete.

Cheng Wen opened the [New World Charity] APP.

There are no ads, just click and you're in.

The interface is also extremely simple.

The background is a creative big LOGO of "New World"!

There are only two options on the interface.

【User Notice】

Request for help

Cheng Wen clicked on the user instructions, and the content was also extremely concise.

“This product only helps those who need help.”

“If you are able to help yourself, please do not apply.”

Just these two sentences.

"Mr. Hu really does things cleanly and efficiently."

Cheng Wen couldn't help but smile, and then clicked [Request Help].

It's a form.

Cheng Wen pulled it all the way to the bottom but still couldn't find a channel to donate.

Cheng Wen looked confused.

If a normal person makes a charity app, would they not leave a donation channel?

At this time.

“La la la!!”

The cell phone suddenly rang.

It was Jiang Gangmeng who hit me.

Cheng Wen answered the call.

"Mr. Cheng, the music videos for [Dongfeng Po] and [Blue and White Porcelain] have been produced. I'll send them to you later so you can take a look at the results."

…………

19:08

Hundreds of millions of Chinese people are watching TV.

I saw this CCTV news.

The host said while looking at the camera.

"The new Huaxia style in the Chinese music scene is spreading across the world, carrying Chinese culture with it. Our reporter Bai Yan interviewed Mr. Hu Yibao, the founder of the Huaxia style."

The scene changed.

This is a picture of Hu Yibao being interviewed.

"In just a few days, you've created a unique Chinese musical style..."

The countryside of Xiwu City.

On one side of the road stands a huge pig farm.

On the other side of the road is a luxurious villa.

In the villa.

A middle-aged couple was in the living room, eating and watching the news.

They are Hu Yibao's parents.

Hu Bufan.

Zhao Lihong.

Listening to the host's words, Zhao Lihong asked in confusion, "Hey, Lao Hu, why did I hear our son's name?"

Hu Bufan stared at the TV intently, but said nonchalantly, "There are so many people with the same name in this world. Besides, how could our son have such musical talent..."

Say half the words.

It just broke.

Because it's on TV.

They really saw Hu Yibao.

He was being interviewed by a CCTV reporter, speaking calmly and eloquently.

"It really is our son!" Zhao Lihong was excited. She quickly put down her chopsticks and took out her phone. "I'll call Yibao."

Saw my son on TV.

The corners of Hu Bufan's eyes also turned slightly red.

This kid is finally making something of himself!

…………

Yang Mier's home.

Yang Tian saw Hu Yibao on the screen, and the apple in his mouth fell directly to the ground. He was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly shouted towards the kitchen.

"Wife, come quickly and see, Hu Yibao is on CCTV News."

Wang Ping hurried out of the kitchen, saw the TV, and immediately took out her cell phone, "I'll call Yibao."

…

Magic City.

In a luxurious apartment.

A young man is lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

His father was watching the news on TV.

When the young man accidentally glanced at the TV, his phone fell to the ground, his mouth opened wide, and he quickly spoke to his father.

"Dad! I've met this Hu Yibao! He's my friend. When we were in your hometown, the small county of Fu County, I drove him to Xiao Runfa!"

Chen Dong didn't expect that the handsome guy he met last time was actually the founder of Huaxiafeng.

Chen Yu looked at Chen Dong and chuckled, saying, "Great, great! Friends like this are what we call young and promising."

"When you have time, bring him home for dinner."

"Forehead……"

Chen Dong was stunned.

When I said Hu Yibao was my friend, I was just saying it casually. I didn't expect that my father would directly invite him to dinner at his house.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yu noticed Chen Dong's annoyance and said directly, "Also, don't hang out with your bad friends anymore. Opening a club in Shanghai? Is that something a newcomer like you can touch?"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!