After being apart from Xia Qingkong for the past few days, Mu Chenhao missed her all the time. Sometimes feelings are like this. They are always together, but there is no deep feeling. Once they are separated, it seems like the days are like years.
Mu Chenhao naturally responded with a big hug. His strong chest tightly wrapped Xia Qingkong, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.
Pedestrians and tourists passing by all looked sideways, some blessing, some understanding, and most of them singles with resentful eyes, who were going crazy inside.
Afterwards, they got in the car. Mu Chenhao wanted to call the think tank first, but what made him depressed was that he forgot to charge his mobile phone. Today's smart phones need to be charged at least once a day due to frequent use. Sometimes it even charges several times a day.
Because Mu Chenhao is busy with work, he often doesn't remember to take it out of his pocket to take a look at it, so he often doesn't notice it until the power is out and the phone shuts down.
Xia Qingkong smiled, then took out her mobile phone from her bag, handed it over with a scolding sound, and looked at Mu Chenhao's slight embarrassment, "Husband, use this one from me."
Mu Chenhao looked outside and saw that he would be home after passing another intersection, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, no need, we'll be there soon, let's talk about it when we go home. Wife, let's stop for a moment when we go to the Jianguo Road night market ahead. , let’s go buy some bacon and take it back.”
Xia Qingkong nuzzled into Mu Chenhao's arms affectionately, "Why don't you let the driver buy it."
Mu Chenhao shook his head, "No, we just happened to be shopping together. He doesn't know which store has good bacon, so we should go alone."
"Okay, it's up to you!" Xia Qingkong agreed.
The Jianguo Road Night Market is not far from the Mu family villa. There is a shop that makes particularly good bacon. It has a small storefront, but there are long queues every day. It is said that such queues have been like this every day for almost ten years.
It was already evening, and only one road in the entire city was still shining with splendor, with a few pop music mixed in, making it unclear and unpredictable.
Crowds of people were crowded with joy for no reason, and everything was covered under the surface of nothingness.
There are orderly stalls and various items on the roadside. The not-wide road seems particularly orderly at this time. The sound of questions and music drowned out the laughter of the crowd, and the noise swallowed up the tranquility of the night.
After waiting in line for a long time, like the most ordinary couple, Mu Chenhao and Xia Qingkong bought two kilograms of bacon. Just as Mu Chenhao was about to walk back with a plastic bag, he saw a stall selling fried skewers. It was also packed with people.
"Honey, what does this store sell? I think the business is good. I've never seen it before. Do you want to try it?" Xia Qingkong, like all young girls, can't walk when she sees delicious food.
The driver on the side smiled and said, "This restaurant opened not long ago. It is said that the food is quite delicious, and it seems that a little girl and an old man are working at the stall."
Mu Chenhao couldn't help but take a second look. Since Xia Qingkong wanted to eat, he would not be stingy. "Boss, two skewers of quail eggs, two skewers of grilled wings, four skewers of beef, and one skewer of tenderloin."
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll bake it for you right away!" the old man shouted, and then started baking quickly.
Xia Qingkong couldn't bear to see that the little girl was not very old and should have been in school age. However, due to various reasons, she could only sell kebabs in the night market.
Of course Mu Chenhao saw what she meant and calmly took out a piece of Grandpa Mao from his bag.
"Boss, your kebabs cost 12 yuan in total. I charge you 100 and ask you for 88... Boss, you haven't taken the money yet!"
Seeing that Mu Chenhao had already walked away, the boss quickly asked the little girl to get busy while he chased out with the 88 yuan in gloves.
"Boss, boss..."
Hearing someone shouting from behind, Mu Chenhao and Xia Qingkong couldn't help but stop and turned around to see the old man catching up, panting.
"Boss, I asked for your money. You left in a hurry and forgot to take it. Here it is!"
Looking at the old man's sincere eyes, the soft part in Xia Qingkong's heart seemed to be hit. She suddenly felt a little confused, "Old man, take the money. Small business is not easy. I still have 500 here. Take it and give it. Buy something for the kids, or buy some books.”
"I can't do it, I can't do it. Although I haven't read much, I still understand the basic principles. You can keep the money. If you want to help me, just come and patronize me more in the future. My granddaughter can handle it alone. But come on, I have to go back, please go away!"
With that said, the old man trotted back to the stall. Looking at the old man's back, Mu Chenhao was also a little moved. If every businessman, no matter how big his business is, can maintain such a simple persistence, then What a beautiful thing.
"Honey, don't think so much. Everyone has their own persistence. I think we should respect them." Mu Chenhao took Xia Qingkong's hand and squeezed it slightly.
Xia Qingkong nodded heavily, took Mu Chenhao's arm and got back into the car.
"Husband, if not, let's set up a fund." Xia Qingkong suddenly said solemnly.
Mu Chenhao was a little confused by her words, "Fund? What kind of fund?"
"It's a charity fund. Look how well-behaved that little girl is. She should be studying in her own class instead of facing cruel social pressure at such a young age!"
Xia Qingkong's words made Mu Chenhao fall into deep thought. It was not that he was unwilling to set up a fund, but he was thinking about how to better help them.
"Honey, I understand, let's do this, we will set up a Clear Sky Angel Fund in your name, so that patients can be treated, children can be educated, and this society can be warmer!"
With that said, the car was parked outside the Mu family villa. The first thing after entering the door, Mu Chenhao picked up the phone and told the think tank about the establishment of the Clear Sky Angel Fund, and entrusted him with full authority to handle it.
At first, the think tank thought there was something wrong with Mu Chenhao, because the fund Mu Chenhao requested was truly purely public welfare, relying on M Moser Group to invest and operate to make profits, thereby feeding back to society, and did not have any commercial profit nature. After listening to Mu Chenhao talk about what he saw today, the think tank finally agreed, and also joined the crowdfunding and publicity strategy. Not only the Mu Group, but also called on more conscientious companies and individuals to join Clear Sky Angel funds, thereby making the scale of the fund even larger and helping
The targets are broader and the social influence is greater. Seeing that her beloved was seriously doing something that she had decided on the spur of the moment because of her sensibility, Xia Qingkong's soft heart was touched again. She slowly hugged Mu Chenhao from behind, with a soft red lip, and gradually Climbed up his face.