265 Charity Fund [bonus chapter]
Huh!
The large curtains were slammed open, and the morning light streaming in from the window covered the carpet beside the bed.
"Leon?"
A slender figure, standing by the bed, whispered Roar.
Colleen Wing couldn't help but smile when he noticed that the man under the sheet did not respond, and still closed his eyes tightly.
Let him sleep for a while…
With this thought in mind, Colleen Wing turned around and prepared to leave the bedroom lightly, but did not expect that a lazy voice suddenly sounded from behind her:
"How did you come?"
When Colleen turned her head, she saw a smiling face.
Ten minutes later…
When Leon, who was washed clean and changed into casual clothes, sat on the seat of the dining room and looked at the table full of rich breakfast, he couldn't help but raised his brow and looked at Colleen who was sitting across from him.
"You did it all?"
Colleen, who hadn't seen her for a long time, looked a little taller. Perhaps because of the hardship of S.H.I.E.L.D training, the fat on the face of the baby has disappeared without even knowing it…
Perhaps it is because of the mixed race, the young girl who is in the blooming season has the beauty of the East and the West at the same time, which makes people a little unable to remove their eyes.
Being a little embarrassed by Leon's gaze, Colleen couldn't help turning her head slightly, and said somewhat proudly:
"Yes, my cooking skills have improved a lot…"
"I came back suddenly and made me such a table of breakfast. Could it be that the sun has risen from the west?"
Leon's ridicule did not make Colleen feel ashamed, but instead aroused the little temper of the girl.
"Cut! If it wasn't for you to be half tired to save the world yesterday, I wouldn't come back, wake you up, and make breakfast for you…"
"Didn't I tell you on the phone, I'm fine, don't worry…"
Before Leon could finish speaking, Colleen interrupted him.
"Is there anything, I only see it!"
After a pause, Colleen looked Lyon up and down, and found that he was full of energy, his bare skin, except for some bruises, did not have any wounds, and he was relieved.
"Hmm… Looks like you, it should be fine."
Looking at Colleen, who was worried about herself, Leon felt as if he had been hit by a bright sun directly in his heart, warm.
"Then can I try your breakfast now?"
"Try this first…"
…
After spending a warm breakfast time, Leon left Colleen who insisted on washing the dishes and came to the living room with a cup of coffee by herself.
When Colleen finally finished washing the dishes and walked down the long corridor to the living room, she saw Leon with a solemn face, sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control, watching TV intently.
Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the TV.
On TV, what is being broadcast is the current state of Manhattan.
"This is the front line of WhiH news, I'm Robin…"
"The place where I stand now is Manhattan…"
On TV, a black-haired female anchor is holding a microphone, standing in the ruins, not far behind, is the once "crossroads of the world"-Times Square!
This battle in New York, which affected the world, finally came to an end.
The rest is disaster relief, cleaning up the ruins and reconstruction. This will be a very long process, and it may not be possible to clean up all the ruins in a few years.
The entire Manhattan, whether it is roads, tunnels, or bridges, is under military control. Countless ships, vehicles, and planes responsible for disaster relief have constantly entered Manhattan Island and began to clean up the ruins of Manhattan after the war.
Manhattan under the ruins has become a desolate cemetery…
On TV, with the movement of the camera, the heart-wrenching scenes caused Colleen, who was sitting next to Leon, to hold his cuff tightly.
Especially when the camera scans some citizens who are clearing their dilapidated shops and look gloomy, the expression on Colleen's face can't help but dim a lot.
"Leon, you said, these people's shops were destroyed by aliens, so how can they support themselves and their families if they can't do business? And those whose houses have been destroyed and cannot live in, how? manage?"
"Uh…"
Facing Colleen's question, Leon suddenly didn't know how to answer.
Before Leon could answer, Colleen seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly grabbed his arm and looked at Leon with those eyes with deep expectations:
"By the way, can we help them? Or give them some money or something?"
Colleen's words plunged Leon into contemplation…
Originally, Leon believed that his duties had ended at the moment the portal was closed.
As for the finishing work after the war, it is not his turn to worry about it.
However, when seeing the report on TV and the appearance of Colleen, for some reason, Leon suddenly had an impulse to do something for the victims of this war!
After all, this war caused this, from a certain angle, he also has a certain responsibility.
I can't just pat my butt and leave…
Thinking of this, Leon had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of a good idea.
"Perhaps, we can set up a charity fund…"
"Charity fund? What is that?"
Colleen looked at Leon with a puzzled look, wondering what he meant.
"Well… Simply put, it's an organization that helps others for free."
While explaining the role of the charity fund to Colleen, Leon turned his mind to explore the feasibility of this idea in his mind.
What is needed to set up a charity fund is nothing more than enough money and government support.
It just so happens that Lyon is not short of either of these!
The more Leon thought about it, the more he felt that the idea of "establishing a charity fund" was a good idea with one stone to kill two birds with one stone!
On the one hand, it can help people who have lost their relatives and families in this war to do their part; on the other hand, they can use their kind deeds to brush the goodwill of the people and gain good impression points.
While helping others, you can also get good points, why not do it? !
Do it when you think of it.
While Colleen was watching TV, Leon immediately picked up the phone and called the blogger who was eating breakfast.
The blogger originally thought that Leon called and asked himself to do something bad. Unexpectedly, when Leon came up, he asked him to set up a charity fund in the name of the "Nirvana" group!
Although a little puzzled, seeing Leon's combat effectiveness in the Battle of New York, the blogger treated him more submissively.
Did not ask why, but directly replied:
"I understand, I will send someone to do it right away."
In this way, a charity fund that will provide Lyon with a steady stream of favor points in the future was born!
