Ying Xiaoya quickly did the accounting, and now their company needed to develop a new sauce and also wanted to put some advertisements on the market, so their cash flow was not that plentiful.
After a unanimous vote and discussion, it was decided that the donation would be set at two thousand yuan.
Now, in the mid-1980s, two thousand yuan wasn’t a large sum, but it wasn’t insignificant either, especially as a donation.
Cheng Su was willing but also knew she had to "cut her coat according to her cloth," so two thousand yuan was already the limit for the company at the moment.
However, she personally dug into her own pocket and added a hundred more, Ning Ge saw this and contributed two hundred, Ying Xiaoya, not having as much, gave fifty, and Xiao Pinshan, seeing this, also gave thirty, after all, he had a family to support and children to raise.
And Zhu Lifen and the others who had experienced the earthquake, upon hearing about this donation, gave varying amounts, ultimately raising more than two thousand five hundred yuan.
Cheng Su instructed Ying Xiaoya to send the remittance, while she herself was pulled outside by Ning Ge for a talk.
"You’re really okay?" Ning Ge looked at her closely.
"I’m fine." Cheng Su spun around: "All in one piece."
Ning Ge snorted: "You always were bold!"
Cheng Su shrugged her shoulders: "Nearly died, what’s there to be afraid of?"
Ning Ge glared.
"Lu Shufen has been dismissed!" Ning Ge suddenly said.
Cheng Su’s smiling face froze, Lu Shufen, the woman who caused her to lose her child.
She lowered her eyelids: "Why bring up such people?"
"To make you feel better inside." Ning Ge said: "Jiang Conghe was ordered to appease you guys, I reckon that these appeasing personnel will arrive in a few days. The news of Chiang Qing, that lunatic’s illness has spread, now everyone knows she’s mentally ill, all the misdeeds she and her daughter have done are well known throughout the Beijing circles!"
Cheng Su scoffed: "If that’s the case, I fear they’ll blame it on her illness for causing things to turn out this way!"
Mental illness is the best guise to mask crimes!
In her past life, she saw plenty of such cases. Murder someone, claim to be mentally ill and not in the right mind; kidnap a child, say it was a bout of mental illness, unable to distinguish reality. In short, all wrongdoings were attributed to mental illness, allowing for a clean slate and reduced punishment.
Ning Ge raised an eyebrow: "You guessed right, the one who said Chiang Qing was sick was Jiang Conghe. To regain some ground, he even exploited his own daughter’s illness. He never considered her reputation."
Cheng Su was stunned, then let out a cold laugh: "Such people, in their pursuit of success, will indeed stoop to any low." Speaking, she furrowed her brows: "If that’s the case, then Jiang Conghe is ruthless, even using his own daughter’s illness. With such unscrupulous methods, I fear more dirty tricks will come."
"Indeed." Ning Ge stroked his chin.
Cheng Su pursed her lips; those who are unscrupulous are the most terrifying because they are cruel and merciless.
And Jiang Conghe suffered a major setback this time, he would likely blame all the faults on himself and his wife. As for her own side, it was one thing, but on Qi Taiguo’s part, as a military man, even though Jiang Conghe was not his direct superior, he was still a senior Chief. Pulling some strings behind the scenes to make his life difficult wouldn’t be a big problem.
As if seeing through her thoughts, Ning Ge said: "Don’t worry, for the time being, Jiang Conghe wouldn’t dare to touch Big Brother Qi. He hasn’t even cleaned the Suzhou muck off himself yet, how would he dare act rashly? Is he not afraid of losing his command?"
Cheng Su sighed: "Little men are the hardest to guard against, he is like a lurking Poisonous Snake, you never know when he’ll leap at you and take a bite, that’s the troublesome part!"
Seeing the worry in her brows and eyes, Ning Ge’s face turned somber.