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Chapter Twenty-Five - Poor people must have something to hate

"Well, gentlemen, this negotiation was very pleasant both in process and result."

Huang Yuan said loudly with a smile on his face: "I am very happy to be able to reach a cooperation agreement with you. Everyone gets what they need."

"If there are no objections, I think you can ask your lawyer to draft the contract directly and we will sign it on the spot."

….

Half an hour later, the heads of the group companies present had already left one after another with the contracts they had signed.

Only Obadiah and Tony Stark were left at the scene.

"Is there anything else you two want?" Huang Yuan asked.

"I seem to have heard that you and Lex are very close?" Obadiah asked, adjusting his suit.

"Yes, we have known each other for a while." Huang Yuan replied after taking a sip of water.

"Then let me give you a suggestion. It's best not to trust that guy and always be wary of him."

Obadiah advised: "Don't let him use you as a gunman and you don't know."

Huang Yuan said nothing and simply smiled.

He knows who Luther is best among everyone present. Of course, you, Obadiah, are not a good person either.

Having said that, Obadiah immediately stood up and left with Tony, who didn't even look at Huang Yuan.

At this time, Tony was still very high-spirited, and he looked like a second-generation ancestor to everyone.

Huang Yuan didn't care either. After all, Tony hadn't seen his true strength with his own eyes until now. The ignorant are fearless.

And now he is in a good mood. After all, he has earned a total of 860 million US dollars in just half a day, and it is all the kind that helped him pay taxes.

Not to mention the shares transferred to him by major groups.

It can be said that he is now worth more than one billion US dollars and is a veritable billionaire.

"Brother, are they all gone?"

At this time, Carrie walked down, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Well, they're all gone."

Huang Yuan sat back on the sofa and took out his mobile phone, while Eli began to tidy up the living room on his own initiative.

"Eli, put it down and let Sister Li take care of it later."

When Eli heard this, he rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's up to me to take care of such a small matter. I'm not a rich second generation or a royal princess."

Huang Yuan touched his chin and said: "Why do you work so hard to make money? Isn't it just for enjoyment?"

"I have seen with my own eyes that there are still many children in the world who cannot afford to eat, wear clothes or go to school."

"If you have the ability, please help me more. After all, you are worth a lot now."

Eli held the used cup and walked to the sink while talking.

After climbing onto the chair used as a footrest, she started washing. Carrie followed and obediently helped pass the cups.

Huang Yuan didn't care at all, lying on the sofa with his legs crossed and replied: "You and I have different opinions on this matter."

"Many of the children you mentioned are ultimately a problem with their parents and elders."

"You donate money, maybe they can wear some clothes, have a good meal, maybe even read a book."

"But all that is just an illusion."

Jiali asked curiously: "Why, brother, didn't you say you donated money?"

Huang Yuan continued: "Suppose I donate 10 million US dollars to a certain charity, and there may be 5 million left over there."

"Then it is deducted layer by layer by the staff, and in the end it ends up in the hands of the parents of the children, who may be left with one or two hundred or even dozens of dollars."

"But when they have money, the first thing they think about is food."

"When you don't even have enough to eat, who is thinking about whether you can wear clothes or afford a book?"

Eli couldn't help but frown when he heard this, but what Huang Yuan said was not wrong.

Because she has been there and seen with her own eyes the poverty and backwardness there.

Eli knew who Huang Yuan was talking about, and she retorted firmly: "They are constantly oppressed and controlled by the colonists. You can't blame them so much."

Sitting up, Huang Yuan looked at the two of them and said seriously with a serious expression: "If you want to say that their environmental conditions are not good, then I want to tell you a fact."

"Hundreds of years ago, the great Eastern countries that once led the world in military and culture began to become backward and weak under the leadership of ignorant barbarians."

"Fifty years ago, that big country was beaten to pieces by an island country, and it was in ruins and suffered heavy deaths."

"It was even worse than Africa at that time. Disasters, famines, and diseases had not happened to them."

"But I have also been enslaved by others, and I have also been restrained by others."

"But why can they rise again under the scrutiny of the great powers and amid all kinds of hardships and difficulties?"

"Why is it that we are all human beings with hands and feet, but they can be selfless, even willing to sacrifice themselves to illuminate others?"

"And some people in some places, even hundreds of years later, are still the same as they were at the beginning?"

Huang Yuan's tone became more solemn as he spoke: "Eli, many times being weak is not a reason, but an excuse."

"No one will be like this from generation to generation unless their previous generation has been instilling this concept."

"So there is an old Chinese saying that pitiful people must be hateful. I hope you don't blindly believe what you see."

Did Eli become silent? She had read the history of mankind and knew that these were facts.

Huang Yuan suddenly spread his hands and said: "Don't talk about us, even some of them are not willing to save their compatriots."

"But it seems that the only most developed countries in Africa are South Africa and Egypt, right?" Eli asked doubtfully.

Huang Yuan sneered and replied: "What if I told you that there is a country in Africa called Wakanda that is even more advanced and wealthy than North America in some aspects?"

Eli frowned and said, "Impossible. If that's the case, why wouldn't you come out to help your compatriots?"

Huang Yuan sighed: "Eli, have you heard of vibranium?"

Eli nodded and said: "Well, it is a very precious metal, even more precious than gold and platinum, no, more precious than diamonds of the same weight."

Huang Yuan clicked his tongue and said: "Then it comes from the country called Wakanda, and their vibranium is as much as the corn in the farmer's vegetable garden."

"But even their own people have no idea of ​​saving the African continent, so why should we be taken advantage of?"

This thought came to Huang Yuan's mind after he watched the movie "Black Panther".

With Wakanda's national strength and technological level, even if its existence is exposed, there is no need to worry about being targeted by anyone.

But they would rather remain in seclusion and watch their compatriots being killed by various diseases and hunger.

In the end, I chose to stand aside and watch indifferently, just because I deceived myself and others to protect the people.

When talking about this kind of bastard thing, Huang Yuan really sneered at it.

Ding dong~

At this time, Huang Yuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

Hearing this alert tone, he was slightly stunned because it was an independent text message alert tone he had set for someone.
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