Internal meeting of the Penguin Empire.
Open until around nine o'clock in the evening.
Final decision.
Ma Huateng took the initiative to approach Hu Yibao to see if he could acquire shares in New World without waiting.
Of course, it can only be soft.
The hard way won't work.
After all, Hu Yibao's New World Company is too special. From the outside, it seems that it is almost supported by Hu Yibao alone.
Moreover, the official power behind Hu Yibao is so terrifying that the Penguin Empire dares not provoke him.
Of course, other wealthy people in China have also made such decisions.
9:30 pm.
Zhenguo Martial Arts School.
Hu Yibao was lying on the bed, looking at his phone with a smile on his face.
The content displayed on the screen was [New World Charity].
It hasn't been long.
The cumulative number of people helped by [New World Charity] has exceeded 50,000, reaching 52,000.
And the data is still improving.
In order to ensure that the balance was sufficient, Hu Yibao directly invested the 20 billion yuan that had just arrived in his account an hour ago into [New World Charity].
Today, the total investment of New World Charity has reached 71 billion.
There are currently about 30 billion yuan of remaining funds.
It seems like a lot, but this surplus money is currently being consumed at a rate of 20 million per minute.
This money is being transferred to different accounts at the fastest speed to help a large number of helpless Chinese people who are facing difficulties in life.
Hu Yibao also saw some news.
It is said that major hospitals have begun to teach poor and sick patients who do not know how to use smartphones how to apply for relief funds from New World Charity.
Just then.
“La la la!!”
Hu Yibao received a call from an unfamiliar number, which directly showed Ma Yun.
"The richest man called me?"
Hu Yibao was slightly stunned. According to the latest rich list, Ma Yun once again became the richest man in China.
After the connection.
From inside came the voice that Hu Yibao could only hear in mobile phone videos.
"Hello! Hello Mr. Hu, I'm Ma Yun."
It was indeed Ma Yun.
"Hello, Mr. Ma!" Hu Yibao didn't lower his attitude just because the other party was Ma Yun. He responded, "Calling me at this time, I wonder what Mr. Ma wants?"
Now, I have enough capital to be on equal footing with Ma Yun.
However, in some ways, Hu Yibao and Ma Yun also have one thing in common.
Not interested in money.
Hu Yibao is now only interested in doing charity.
"Mr. Hu, I'm deeply moved by your donation of over 30 billion through New World Charity. Please give me an account. I would like to inject 10 billion into your New World Charity."
"I believe that the best way to spend money is to give it to those who need it most."
Ma Yun said, if it were an ordinary person.
I have long been in awe.
But at this time, Hu Yibao immediately became alert and asked.
"Donate money?"
"Yes!" Ma Yun replied.
Hu Yibao immediately refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, but we at [New World Charity] are not accepting any outside donations for the time being."
Now I haven’t donated all my money to [New World Charity].
Ma Yun wanted to intervene.
How could it be what he wanted?
Donate money to [New World Charity]?
No way!!
After Hu Yibao finished speaking, Ma Yun on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned.
After a long while, he asked doubtfully.
"Mr. Hu, don't you think it's too little? How about 20 billion?"
"Mr. Ma, I'm really sorry. Even if you donate 100 billion today, I won't accept it." Hu Yibao immediately expressed his attitude.
Alili headquarters.
Chairman's Office.
Ma Yun was sitting in the boss's chair, with several vice presidents standing in front of his desk.
The vice presidents were looking at Ma Yun.
I don’t know what Hu Yibao said to Ma Yun.
At this moment, Ma Yun's expression was a little dazed.
Then they heard Ma Yun's reply to Hu Yibao.
"Mr. Hu, excuse me!"
…
…
Hu Yibao looked at the hung up phone. For some reason, he always felt that Ma Yun had some other purpose.
After all, when can’t you donate?
It had to be around nine o'clock when the call suddenly came.
I haven't had time to think about it.
Hu Yibao received another call from a big shot who could only be seen on TV.
Ma Huateng.
After the connection.
On the other end of the phone, it was Ma Huateng's straightforward voice.
"Mr. Hu, I'm Ma Huateng. I'd like to invest in your New World. How about 50 billion for a 30% stake?"
Hu Yibao refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I'm not selling this share."
Ma Huateng: "How about using the 20 billion to buy the three-year license to use New World AI?"
Hu Yibao: "There is no artificial intelligence in our new world."
"30 billion!"
Hu Yibao: "We really haven't developed any artificial intelligence!"
"Fifty billion!"
Hu Yibao: "Really not!"
"One hundred billion!"
Hu Yibao: "Mr. Ma, stop joking. Even if you dissect me, I don't have artificial intelligence."
"Sorry to bother you, bye!"
…………
Looking at the hung up phone.
Hu Yibao had almost guessed why Ma Yun had called to ask for donations.
Then, Hu Yibao received calls from other wealthy Chinese tycoons one after another.
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