Chapter 304
In the ATV news footage,
Footage of various disaster scenes in the affected areas is constantly switched,
Cattle and sheep being washed away...
Embankments being breached...
Villages turned into a yellow ocean...
Disaster victims on rooftops, in trees...
Tents, various sick patients, and busy medical staff...
The military and civilians are of one heart, carrying sandbags and fighting bloody battles...
The host's figure appears along with these shots:
"The affected population in Anhui Province has exceeded 48 million, accounting for nearly 70% of the province's total population, and 267 people have unfortunately died due to the disaster."
"On the vast fields, over 4.3 million hectares of crops were swallowed by floods, over 1.5 million houses collapsed, and over 2.3 million were damaged..."
"And in Jiangsu Province, the same situation is heartbreaking, over 42 million people are affected, accounting for 62% of the province's population, 164 precious lives have passed away, and 3 million hectares of farmland are affected^"
The screen switches to the temporary tent area on the Huaihe River embankment...
"On this once fertile land, 2 million homeless disaster victims have set up endless temporary tents on the Huaihe River embankment, and they are facing many difficulties in life."
"What is even more worrying is that due to the harsh environment, some disaster victims have already developed infectious diseases such as intestinal diseases and malaria, and a large number of destroyed infrastructure such as roads and bridges also urgently need to be repaired."
"Here, we appeal to the international community to lend a helping hand..."
……
At this time,
Kwun Tong Estate, in a slightly crowded but warm estate hut, under the yellow light, a family of four sits around a slightly old dining table.
A few simple home-cooked dishes are placed on the dining table, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of food.
And at this time, the TV is playing ATV news.
The footage of the East China floods is presented before them.
The son subconsciously looks at his father; if he remembers correctly, at the end of the 30s, his grandfather brought his father over from Jiangsu Province.
Old Man Chen looks at the TV, his brows furrowed, the worry on his face is obvious. He came to Hong Kong Island with the refugee tide when he was a child; although the memories of his hometown have blurred, hearing about this disaster, he still can't help but feel a ripple in his heart.
"I want to take some money to donate..."
His son, daughter, and wife suddenly pause their hands.
Son Xiao Jie, upon hearing this, widens his eyes and looks at his father: "Dad, we... don't have money, right? My pocket money for this month is almost spent!"
Daughter Xiao Li also immediately expresses opposition: "That's right, I was still thinking about buying a new phone, where would we have money to donate!" Her words carry a bit of dissatisfaction and coquetry.
The two of them received Western-style education and don't understand so much.
Slap~~~
Old Man Chen is so angry he slaps the table, the force is so great that the bowls and dishes on the table jump slightly.
"What do you know! This is a matter of life and death? Although we are poor, it's not like we don't have any money at all!"
His voice trembles slightly, clearly angered by his children's words.
Xiao Jie sticks his neck out and says unconvinced: "Dad, those people have nothing to do with us, if it were something in Hong Kong Island, I would admit it if we donated, but we don't know them?"
Xiao Li also echoes: "That's right."
"Fart!"
Old Man Chen scolds angrily: "A person cannot forget their roots, don't think that just because you've read those foreigners' books for a few years, you've forgotten where the blood flowing in you comes from."
Old Man Chen takes a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions: "I'm not going to donate a lot, I'll donate 1000, the family should still be able to handle the emergency."
Xiao Jie and Xiao Li are silent for a while: "Okay."
……
The night grows thicker, and a late-night snack stall located on the food street in Tsim Sha Tsui is brightly lit and bustling with noise.
This is a microcosm of the city's nightlife and a place for people to release stress and exchange emotions.
In front of the stall, stir-fried clams with black bean sauce, honey-glazed grilled chicken wings, stir-fried beef rice noodles, stir-fried vegetables with wok hei, claypot rice... all kinds of steaming hot food emit an alluring fragrance, and people sit around together, enjoying the tranquility of the night and the comfort of delicious food.
And as the raging floods, helpless eyes, and the hardships of rescue workers on the TV screen, like a sharp knife, gently cut through this brief joy.
The originally lively atmosphere suddenly becomes a bit heavy, people put down the chopsticks in their hands, and their eyes cast towards the screen in unison.
"This is too miserable, right?"
"Yes, it's heartbreaking to watch."
"I wonder how those affected people are doing now?"
One by one, the diners have their brows furrowed, their eyes full of sympathy and intolerance.
"I can donate some money to help them."
A middle-aged man suddenly speaks, his voice is not loud, but it resonates with many people around.
"Yes, why don't I donate some money..."
At this time, someone snorts coldly.
"Donate what money, what do the people in those places have to do with us?"
Another person:
"Yes, if it were me, I wouldn't donate."
As soon as these words come out, they immediately cause dissatisfaction among many people.
"How can you say that? We are all Chinese, and the people in the disaster area are also our brothers and sisters."
"We cannot be indifferent just because the distance is far."
"That's right, they are our compatriots!"
"Compatriots... pfft~~~ I only acknowledge that I am British, what happens there has nothing to do with me."
"British? What's with your black hair, yellow skin, and black pupils? You idiot!"
"Yes, haven't you read history books? We are all Huaxia people!"
The late-night snack stall suddenly starts arguing; some support donating, feeling that they are all compatriots; some oppose donating, feeling that they are not the same kind of people at all, and that they are superior British people. But as time passes, more and more people join the ranks of supporting donations.
Originally, there should have been many citizens who actually didn't empathize with the disaster victims in the disaster area, because they have always been educated in the British system, and their sense of identification with the mainland is not very strong.
Even in later generations, there were often people in Hong Kong Island who looked down on people in the mainland, saying they were not Chinese.
Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu has seen a Douyin video where a Kowloon driver carries a mainland female passenger, and there is all kinds of bickering, and the mainland female passenger also curses, 'Aren't you Chinese? What kind of person are you' "I am a Kowloon person" 'What kind of person is a Kowloon person? Isn't it still in China?'
And now, after Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's 5 large-scale "Knowledge Cup" "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" shows, which popularized a large amount of Chinese history knowledge, many Hong Kong Island people have felt the past glory of the vast Huaxia, the only civilization with 5000 years of continuous inheritance, and the only land with many world-first civilizations.
It is precisely because of these glorious histories that citizens have gradually developed a sense of identification with their own bloodline.
At this time, in the flood news, those scenes immediately aroused everyone's compatriot feelings and resonance.
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The same scene happens everywhere in Hong Kong.
From the dining tables of thousands of households, to all the lively night markets, shopping malls, and office buildings in Hong Kong...
When the people of Hong Kong saw the miserable state of the disaster areas on the screen, although some people felt it had nothing to do with them, more than half of the people still couldn't help but feel sympathy, their eyes flashing with concern for their compatriots far away.
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And on TVB's side,
Tycoon Shao, who was eating at his villa, inexplicably turned on ATV's news, and after watching it, his face changed.
He immediately called the person in charge of the news department:
"Did you watch ATV's news?"
"Ah?"
"Ah what ah? Did our TVB send anyone to the capital?"
"Yes."
"And the news?"
"The reporter hasn't come back yet, the news won't arrive until tomorrow morning."
"Damn it... why should such a thing be delayed until tomorrow? ATV has already started reporting! What are you doing?!"
Tycoon Shao scolds angrily, and even curses a hometown profanity.
For such a matter, as a TV station in Hong Kong, it should logically have political sensitivity and report it as soon as possible. As a result, the damn reporter hasn't come back yet?
The person in charge of news says hurriedly: "Sorry, sorry, I'll call them to rush back immediately."
Tycoon Shao scolds: "Rush my ass, there's not enough time... you go find ATV immediately... forget it, I'll call..."
The reporter in the capital definitely can't rush back, he can only seek help from ATV.
He can only shamelessly beg for mercy.
ATV actually beat him to it this time!
20:00 at night...
TVB also reports on the disaster and the news after the capital press conference.
Then at 22:00, TVB and ATV report on this news again, and more citizens see it.
……
And at 20:00,
Five Star Building, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu is gathering the group's six giants Ah Wah, Gao Jin, Chen Yongren, Su Jianqiu, Gao Qiu, Tan Meili, and semi-giant Brother Wu Ying...
As well as various principals, regional heads Wah-dee, Liang Xiaorou, Laughing, Li Cangdong, David, Ah Ting...
By the way, there are also Zhou Xingxing, Li Jie...
Collective meeting!
Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's expression is serious:
"Everyone has watched the news, right."
"This matter is very important to our Five Star Group."
"First of all, our Five Star Group must actively participate and cannot fall behind others."
"Ah Qiu (Gao Qiu), you are in charge of the Five Star Charity Foundation, work with Ah Wah to handle the fundraising..."
Ah Wah, Gao Qiu: "Yes!"
They had already prepared, and the charter and plan had already been formulated.
Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu looks at Gao Jin: "Ah Jin, you take Zhou Xingxing, Li Jie... and hold a press conference, donate all the box office of the two movies 'Fight Back to School' and 'Once Upon a Time in China'..."
Zhou Xingxing, Li Jie: "Ah???"
Startled.
Donate it all?
Thinking that these 2 movies were finished more than a month ago and have been held back from release.
Could it be...
This is also your plan? Brother Zu!
Gao Jin: "Yes!"
Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu looks at Tan Meili: "Meili, stop the Knowledge Cup for now, I appoint you as the chairman of Mingxin Hospital, and I have already prepared a batch of medicines, which will be sent to the mainland in your name then..."
Tan Meili nods: "Yes!"
Her heart is moved beyond words!
Brother Zu really treats her well!
Loyalty to Brother Zu!
Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu looks at everyone.
"For this disaster, the most important thing for our Five Star Group is to raise more donations."
"I hope everyone will work together and do this well!"
"Yes!!"
Starting today,
The Five Star Group, this big machine, is completely activated.
Let everyone see—the power of citizen support!
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PS: Third update, counts as an extra update. (12000 words in total today, asking for monthly tickets~)
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