A silent short film, a romantic proposal, and a affectionate song "Confession", once again ignited the audience.

The confession made the audience on stage feel as if they were back in the short film. The blind man and the girl met for the first time, their minds were gentle and they were alone under the rain.

Some audience cheered loudly, danced their hands, and kept bringing up the atmosphere of the concert. Some audience sat there quietly, looking at Fu Zhe who was singing on the stage, thinking silently. Some audience listened to the song and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Because, he finally successfully stood on the stage and proposed to Zhuo Shi under the attention of countless audiences, and fulfilled his last wish. At this moment, Fu Zhe had nothing to ask for in this world, and all his energy and spirit were integrated into this song "Confession".

This confession is integrated with all Fu Zhe's love for Zhuo Shi. While playing and singing, Fu Zhe raised his head slightly, looking at the starry sky above his head, as if he was staring at Zhuo Shi in heaven.

However, what Fu Zhe didn't know was that wherever he looked, a translucent figure that he couldn't see was covered with tears on his face.

Zhuo Shi cried and laughed. At this moment, her heart was filled with happiness.

After thirteen years of waiting, I finally waited for this affectionate confession.

In Zhuo Shi's translucent body, a trace of invisible gray gas slowly floated out of her body and then dissipated in the air.

...

Zhang Kun looked at Fu Zhe who was singing affectionately on the stage, and Zhuo Shi who was crying on the sky above the stage, and looked silently.

After watching for a long time, Zhang Kun finally withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at the figure beside him: "Brother Cao, I'm sorry to bother you again this time. I'm so sorry that I spent 100 million this time. I'll give it to you immediately when I have money."

Sitting in the concert VIP area with Zhang Kun, Cao Haoran, who was doing nothing, turned around and looked at Zhang Kun with a smile and said, "What trouble is it? Our brothers still say this."

"There are also not 100 million yuan. In addition to the 20 million yuan given to Zhang Ying, there are 23 million yuan for this concert. The others are some promotional expenses, about 50 million yuan, totaling about 93 million yuan. Then the tickets and some advertising revenue for this concert were recovered, so the actual use of about 60 million yuan is about 60 million yuan, even if it is 60 million yuan. You can give it whenever you make it convenient, and I don't have that much."

However, there is another sentence Cao Haoran didn't say. In addition to the cost of nearly 100 million yuan, he also asked Li Mingxu, the favor he owed to the young era company, which may be a little more than 100 million yuan.

"Yes." Zhang Kun nodded, not caring whether it was 100 million or 60 million.

"However, there is one thing I have always wanted to say." Cao Haoran smashed his mouth, looked at Zhang Kun, and said seriously: "Zhang Kun, spend 60 million to help one person fulfill a wish. Do you think it's worth it?"

Zhang Kun was slightly stunned and looked at Cao Haoran.

Cao Haoran coughed slightly: "Cough, of course, I'm not saying that you did this wrong. I mean, it cost 60 million just to help a person fulfill a so-called wish."

"It's a good thing to be helpful, but I'll give an example, what can we do if we use this money elsewhere?"

"Sixty million can build 60 Hope Primary Schools, help nearly 10,000 out-of-school children, help 3,000 to 6,000 poor families, and rescue nearly 1,000 patients who have no money to treat."

"And now, 60 million is just helping someone fulfill one of his wishes. Zhang Kun, do you think it's really worth it?"

After listening to Cao Haoran's words, Zhang Kun was silent. After a long time, Zhang Kun turned around, looked at Cao Haoran, and whispered: "Brother Cao, you are right. If you use these 60 million in other places, maybe we can help more people, but..."

Zhang Kun's eyes turned to the stage, a poem about Fu Zhe who had not finished confessing yet, and the translucent figure in the sky on the stage.

"But, those sixty Hope Primary Schools, nearly 10,000 out-of-school children, 3,000 to 6,000 poor families, and nearly 1,000 patients who have no money to treat. If Zhang Kun helps, Li Kun, Wang Kun and He Kun will help them. There are not more than me, but less than me."

"But, they are the only ones who are."

Zhang Kun whispered, and Cao Haoran fell silent for a moment.

Cao Haoran is one of the few people who know Zhang Kun's abilities. He knows who they are in Zhang Kun's mouth, and that is a figure that only Zhang Kun can see.

Speaking of this, Cao Haoran could not refute it for the time being. After all, he was also the former beneficiary of Zhang Kun's ability. His father was truly buried in peace because of Zhang Kun.

"Okay, let me change it. Even if you want to help them, Fu Zhe's wish is to complete the proposal on a big stage under the attention of countless audiences. In fact, we just find a large concert and invite Fu Zhe to be a guest, and then come here again? Why do you have to be so time-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive?" Cao Haoran said with a shaking head.

Zhang Kun smiled and then said softly: "If that were the case, would the audience still know who Fuzhe was? Will they still care about who Zhuo Shi was? Will they also know that there was once a girl who came together without hesitation regardless of the incomplete body of a blind man and the poverty of a blind man?"

"And today, the name of Fu Zhe and Zhuo Shi is known to the world."

After Zhang Kun finished speaking softly, Cao Haoran looked at Zhang Kun, sighed softly, and then nodded with a slightly helpless look.

The two of them fell silent for a moment, but soon, a smile appeared on Zhang Kun's face: "But Brother Cao, you are right. If you have the opportunity in the future, in addition to helping those people, I will do some other public welfare undertakings as much as possible. Helping others is a virtue."

Cao Haoran came to his senses, looked at Zhang Kun, and then smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"By the way, I'll get married in the middle of next month, and you must come at that time." Cao Haoran suddenly changed the topic.

Zhang Kun was slightly stunned, then looked at Cao Haoran with surprise: "Brother Cao finally decided to get married?"

Cao Haoran nodded with a wry smile: "Well, it's impossible to get married like Mr. Lu said. It would be unconventional."

Zhang Kun smiled and said, "Old Master Cao must be very happy to know this. OK, I will definitely arrive at that time."

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ps: Cough, I've been embarrassed to say anything. Today I'll just reply to the readers. I want to beat Situ, wait for the next time.

Return to Zongheng readers @heianxiashi for your support, thank you.

Reader @Qingxin Ruolan, Fatty Yuan, is quite special, so it is not suitable to get too close to Mr. Lu. It is an important role in the future story "Financial War".

I hope we can spend countless dozens of seconds together, so that we can grow old together slowly.

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