Yue Feng and Liang Pei were also transferred to the provincial hospital.
Fang Cheng stayed at the military hospital.
It took half a month of continuous work to calm down the oil field accident.
The losses were severe.
"With such heavy losses, the oil field may not be able to operate normally." Liang Pei took off her mask and sighed. "This is Jiao Jiao's hard work, right? I heard that it was Jiao Jiao who proposed it in the first place, and Fu Jingchen, my brother-in-law, personally did the oil field survey work."
He looked genuinely distressed.
"Yes, indeed." Yue Feng still had deep feelings for Liang Pei, and replied gently, "It's just that to get things running again, we need a lot of money, and it will be difficult in a short time. We don't have the financial resources of many of my uncles."
Indeed, the oil field was able to operate normally entirely thanks to Su Zhiyuan's donation of five million yuan, which even the military and provincial governments couldn't afford.
Yue Feng also thought of this: "Indeed, there is simply no funding right now."
This is even more difficult than before.
So many injured people, damaged equipment—all of that costs money.
This is absolutely infuriating.
"We can get someone to donate another sum of money," Liang Pei said thoughtfully after a moment's thought.
Yue Feng shook his head: "There are several Uncle Sus, and that's no small number!"
Even if they donate a few hundred, it's considered a huge amount.
That's over a million.
Numbers that are simply unimaginable.
“There are also many overseas Chinese who want to return to China!” Liang Pei said casually.
"Do you have overseas connections?" Yue Feng quickly looked around. He couldn't say such things carelessly. There weren't many special cases like Su Zhiyuan's. At this time, most of those who could return to China were technical researchers.
Seeing his nervousness, Liang Pei smiled and said, "Of course not, don't worry."
This finally allowed Yue Feng to breathe a sigh of relief: "You can't say things like that carelessly. I'm afraid there won't be another Uncle Su."
Su Zhiyuan was thinking about Liang Dongmei, and the Su family were red capitalists who had donated countless sums of money to the country.
Only then will I have the opportunity to return to my home country.
For others, it might not be so easy.
This isn't about how much money you donate.
Liang Pei hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Indeed."
He didn't say anything more.
Yue Feng didn't pay much attention to it.
I continued my rounds in the wards.
He's been incredibly busy and exhausted these past few days, but things have finally come to an end. With today's work finished, he can go back to the military region.
Su Jiaojiao was pulling Su Zhiyuan along, trying to get him to continue donating money to the oil field.
"Jiaojiao, Daddy really doesn't have much money left. You know, I left some money for Lu Wenshan!" Although Su Zhiyuan regretted it, it was too late. His reach couldn't extend overseas.
At this moment, I felt very guilty.
The main problem is that I can no longer help my precious daughter.
If he could come up with tens of millions more, it would make his daughter happy and maybe she would give him a kinder look.
But he really had no money left.
Su Jiaojiao knew, of course, that Su Zhiyuan had run out of money and had donated it all.
“I do,” Su Jiaojiao said, not wanting the oilfield work to stagnate.
If this oil field continues to be exploited successfully, this area will become richer than similar regions by at least ten years.
Su Zhiyuan was confused and full of questions: "You mean the Fu family has them? How many could they possibly have? I know about their situation."
“I said I have it, and I’ll donate it to the military in your name.” Su Jiaojiao has quite a bit of cash in her spatial storage, most of which she’s taken from Liang Dongmei.
"Where did you get the money? Didn't your grandparents donate all their family property?" After Su Zhiyuan arrived here, he often spoke with Su's parents.
He said he would get his daughter's forgiveness first before going back to Shanghai to see them.
The two elders were also eager to see their son, but they hoped even more that he would stay here to take care of Su Jiaojiao.
"Then you don't need to worry about it. I need to donate it in your name." Su Jiaojiao has hundreds of billions of assets in her spatial storage. Since they're just sitting there, she might as well support the construction of the frontier.
Su Zhiyuan wanted to ask something, but held back: "Okay, whatever you say, I'll do."
He must support whatever his beloved daughter likes.
When Fu Jingchen walked into the living room, he saw Su Zhiyuan dancing with joy.
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