Li Baolong entered the welfare home, where he was greeted by rows of dilapidated brick buildings, exuding the vicissitudes of time. The director, Sister Zhao, was over fifty years old and a former kindergarten principal. Upon seeing Li Baolong and hearing that he wanted to help the welfare home and donate money to the children, her eyes filled with gratitude, and she repeatedly expressed her thanks.
After speaking with Sister Zhao, Li Baolong learned that the welfare home currently houses over a hundred children. The oldest is no more than six and a half years old, and the youngest is just over one year old, with most being girls. The prevailing preference for sons over daughters is still quite strong, resulting in a predominance of girls. The welfare home is severely underfunded; the government allocates less than 10,000 yuan per month, barely enough to cover the children's daily meals. Staff salaries are often unpaid, and many care for the children out of love and a sense of duty.
Li Baolong entered the room and saw more than a dozen girls crammed onto a large bed, covered by a thin blanket. The children were all wearing only light clothing, and some didn't even have shoes, standing barefoot to the side. This scene deeply touched Li Baolong, and a feeling he had never experienced before welled up within him. He turned to the director and said firmly, "Sister Zhao, from now on, I will give the welfare home a subsidy of 20,000 yuan every month, specifically for purchasing clothes, bedding, and daily necessities for the children. I will also buy some eggs and meat to supplement their nutrition. As I become more capable, this subsidy will only increase, not decrease."
Upon hearing this, Dean Zhao quickly thanked Li Baolong, saying, "Your act of kindness has been a great help to us!" He then called all the staff and children to line up in the courtyard to express their gratitude to Li Baolong. The children shouted at the top of their lungs, "Thank you, Brother Li Baolong! We wish you good luck!"
Hearing these words of gratitude, Li Baolong's heart trembled again. He felt his mind broaden considerably, as if a trace of Taoist power was flowing into his body and mind. He suppressed his overwhelming joy. Looking at the children and the director before him, Li Baolong loudly promised, "As long as I am here, I will never let a single child go hungry or cold!"
He then turned and walked to the Santana sedan, opened the door, and took out five bundles of cash totaling 500,000 yuan, neatly stacking them in front of Dean Zhao and the children. Dean Zhao was stunned; she had originally thought Li Baolong would donate at most 50,000 yuan, never expecting such a large sum. For a moment, she was at a loss for words and could only bow repeatedly in gratitude. The dozen or so staff members in the hospital also spoke up, expressing their heartfelt thanks.
Li Baolong smiled and said, "This money is for the children's living allowance for a year, to buy each child a cotton-padded coat, a light coat, and two pairs of shoes and socks. The children's dormitories also need some renovations; let's replace the beds and everything. If the money isn't enough, I'll add some more." Dean Zhao nodded hurriedly and said, "That's enough, thank you so much."
After saying goodbye to Dean Zhao and the children, Li Baolong drove straight to the Jinguo Stock Exchange. At noon, when the market opened, hey, Xishan Coal Industry was still at its daily limit. Li Baolong couldn't help but chuckle to himself: "It's so great to have someone propping up your stock market!"
After finishing his stock business, he drove home. When he got home, he looked downstairs; Jiang Xiaomei wasn't there. This woman, lately, I don't know what's wrong with her, she's become obsessed with mahjong, spending all her time at the nearby mahjong parlor. Li Baolong thought to himself, "Such a beautiful and capable woman, it's not good for her to just stay at home all the time, I need to find her something to do."
Upon entering his home, Li Baolong went to the balcony, sat down, and began meditating. Once his mind was open, inspiration surged forth. He also silently recited the Seven-Seven Mantra from the Qiankun Sword, feeling his Taoist skills improve. Now he was incredibly powerful; he could instantly store a chair a dozen meters away in his spatial storage, and when he retrieved it, it would be perfectly restored to its original state.
Li Baolong had an idea: "From now on, I will donate more money to do good deeds and help poor families. This will not only accumulate merit but also improve my Taoist practice. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"
Li Baolong paged Jiang Xiaomei, and after a while, Jiang Xiaomei hurriedly returned home. Jiang Xiaomei was very clever; she could tell from Li Baolong's expression that he was in a bad mood. She immediately went over, wrapped her arms around Li Baolong, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Alright, alright, my little Bao, don't be angry. I'll gamble less in the future, and I'll cook for you right away." With that, she swayed her ample hips and went into the kitchen.
Before long, Jiang Xiaomei brought out two dishes and a soup. The two ate a simple dinner, and Li Baolong lay down on the bed without saying a word. Jiang Xiaomei understood and immediately began to massage Li Baolong. Her technique was quite good, with just the right amount of pressure and speed. Li Baolong felt very comfortable, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, and he fell asleep without realizing it.
Li Baolong went to the Jin Guo Stock Exchange as usual that day. With the weekend approaching, the stock price of Xishan Coal Industry had soared, almost reaching five yuan, and he had already made a profit of eighty million yuan. Li Baolong couldn't help but click his tongue, "The speed at which money makes money is truly impressive!" Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, the door to his room was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Na walked in, teasingly asking, "Brother Long, what are you so happy about here?"
Li Baolong glanced up and his gaze involuntarily fell on Liu Na's extremely alluring large breasts, and thoughts began to race in his mind. He quickly got up and closed the door, then pulled Liu Na into a hug, saying, "Sister Na, I've missed you so much these past few days. You're going back to Hong Kong soon, so you'll have to help me figure out how to make money from those wealthy Europeans and Americans through the Hong Kong market."
Liu Na tilted her head slightly and said softly, "Brother Long, you need to register a company in Hong Kong first, and find a local to manage it." Li Baolong waved his hand dismissively, "Sister Na, I'll leave this to you. I don't have anyone suitable. You'll be the boss and take full responsibility." Upon hearing this, Liu Na's smile became even more charming, and she blinked, "You want me to be the boss? How's the annual salary?" Li Baolong patted his chest, "Sister Na, with your abilities, an annual salary of ten million wouldn't be an exaggeration." Liu Na laughed, "You said it yourself, I've remembered it. From now on, if I earn ten million a year, I'll work for you wholeheartedly."
Li Baolong and Liu Na spent some time whispering sweet nothings in the office before heading to the hospital to pick up Xiaoyuer. When they arrived at the hospital lobby, Wang Li and his wife, along with Xiaoyuer, were already waiting for Li Baolong. Upon seeing him, Wang Li said, "Brother Baolong, the 150,000 yuan you paid for hospitalization has just been settled; there's still 30,000 left." He handed Li Baolong the 30,000 yuan. Li Baolong quickly declined, saying, "Brother Wang Li, you and your wife still have to make a living, and you need to rest and recuperate. Take this money; consider it a red envelope for my child. You two should go work at the Honghong Dance Hall tomorrow. Business there isn't great, not too busy, and it's quite easy. You can switch to something better later." With that, Li Baolong turned to leave, but Wang Li called after him, "Brother Baolong, if there's ever any need for help, my life is yours!"
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