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A sigh, like a thousand words, seemed to take Director Fang's soul away.

Si Fan looked at this strong man, but still walked over and asked.

"Hey! Director Fang, what can you tell me, maybe I can solve it? You should know that I have another identity."

In front of them, Si Fan is the deputy leader of the development team, but in front of others, he is the chairman of a large group, and the so-called things that can be done with money are trivial matters.

But most of the problems and troubles of ordinary people can be solved with money.

Director Fang glanced at Si Fan, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "Leader, do you do charity? Can you donate a sum of money to a child?"

His eyes were burning, as if he saw hope.

Si Fan nodded: "That's no problem. I have a charity organization under my command, which specializes in helping people in need. However, the whole process needs to be reviewed, and the organization has just been established. Recently, it is used to help mountain village residents in China get out of the mountains."

He was referring to the charitable organization he once formed, but the organization is still not particularly large now.

The main reason is that the domestic environment is like this, and ordinary people in charitable organizations really don't dare to engage in it, because this country has been accused of crimes since ancient times.

It's called inviting people to buy people's hearts.

Although it is modern now, the things imprinted in the soul will not be obliterated, the rules will not be obliterated, they still exist, people seem to think that solving difficulties should not be done by rich people, but should be done by the country , otherwise, once you become an early bird, you will easily lose money and never recover.

So what Si Fan did was quite low-key.

It's just that today, Director Fang seems to be in real trouble.

He took out the document in his hand and handed it to Si Fan: "Leader, here is the prisoner's information. He has a six-year-old daughter who is suffering from leukemia and needs to be treated, and this disease can be completely recovered. sick money..."

He didn't say much, Si Fan already understood, and nodded: "I will focus on this matter and hand it over to charity organizations. I personally don't want to pay for it."

That's right, it's not easy for Si Fan to contribute directly.

Hearing this, Director Fang gritted his teeth and said, "All the brothers in our bureau should be able to come up with a sum of money, but it's not much. My transfer fee is only 120,000 yuan, and I gave it to my family. It's only four to fifty thousand. Adding in other brothers, we should be able to make up two to three hundred thousand, but if leukemia is to be cured, the money may not be enough."

His meaning is very clear, and I hope Si Fan can give an accurate answer.

Looking at the man who came out of the army, Si Fan really sighed.

He knows every current official like the back of his hand. Director Fang really only has so much money on hand. It can be said that he has used all his savings.

"Okay, what I just said is very clear. I will hand it over to a charity organization under my command to ensure that his daughter gets enough strength for treatment. As for whether it can be cured or not, I will leave it to fate, but I will not be stingy about money." Fan finally made a firm promise.

He didn't say it directly just now, because he was afraid that it would reach the ears of some caring people.

With Si Fan's guarantee, Director Fang's face suddenly brightened.

"Okay, can I help him solve it? After all, it is a human life." Si Fan said.

Director Fang smiled and said, "The leader, what should we do with this person?"

Si Fan gave the guy a hard look: "It's a matter of business, and we can't compromise on this matter."

After he finished speaking, he left, and the next thing can be directly ordered.

I am still very worried about the action of charity organizations.

Various charity receptions abound in foreign countries. They are socializing, and they are trading resources. But relatively, they also hold charity events, auction and donate money to charitable organizations.

So they still did the real thing.

In China, such places are called clubs. It has become a pleasure.

It's the dog's day. Si Fan complained in his heart.

This is also the reason why he never set up that kind of high-end club.

After sending Director Fang away, Si Fan had already left the police station. This place is underground, and many places are narrow and narrow, which can easily cause diseases in people's hearts, and Si Fan himself feels depressed. He wanted to find out the guy who designed this place, and despise him fiercely.

It's just so dark.

But at this moment, Liu Jianguo in the interrogation room, the man who was called Liu Laogou, who had never been respected and was bullied many times, was speaking slowly.

"I heard it in the town. It was the news from Tian Zeng, the owner of Jiajiale Supermarket, the owner of the town, that an unowned mine was found near Loulan City in the desert, and he came here to dig his gold mine for a few days. Then run quickly, and you will never get caught."

Gradually, he spoke out all his deeds and preparations, from the simple tools he prepared to the mine lode together, watching others holding the machine, he started digging crazily, and everyone he wrote down in his mind Peaceful things, all said out.

When the interrogation was over, he finally raised his head and looked at Xiao Zhao opposite.

"Comrade policeman, I want to ask if the piece of gold I dug up can't be taken back." He asked inquiringly.

The face of Xiao Zhao on the opposite side was ugly. But he knew the director's arrangement.

"According to regulations, illegal mining will confiscate all received goods and impose a fine of ten times the entrance fee." Xiao Zhao said awkwardly.

"Not only do you have to hand over all your gains, but you also have to pay a fine of 5,000 yuan." He sighed.

Liu Jianguo, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, seemed to relax, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Brother, I really can't help it. If you really help me cure my daughter, then I, Liu Jianguo, will be my second-born parents. If you ask for anything, you will die."

"And don't worry, I will definitely make all the money back..." Then he sighed again: "Oh, I don't know when the next time I will have such a good opportunity to dig in the open-pit gold mine."

With a sigh, Xiao Zhao was a little at a loss.

He said blankly: "This gold mine has been planned to be a tourist area. In the future, it will cost 500 yuan to dig for a day, and the tourist area can still manage a meal."

Speaking of this, he wanted to laugh.

But Liu Jianguo, who was on the opposite side, stared at Xiao Zhao, and asked in surprise, "You can get in with five hundred yuan? All you dig up are your own? Can you take everything away?"

Xiao Zhao on the opposite side nodded awkwardly: "Ah! Of course, this is decided by the superiors. The mine will be opened to the public in a few days. It is said that it is to attract tourists."

Liu Jianguo was beyond shocked.

"This...that's an open-pit bonanza. It's still a new mine, and the amount of gold dug out in one day is not a small number."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao suddenly laughed: 'Oh! What are you talking about. Mining in this mining area does not allow the use of mechanical equipment, large-scale equipment, or automatic equipment. Just let you dig with a pickaxe. And it can't pollute the environment. "