He Said He Will Donate Billions of Billions

"Is the donation full?" Zhang Menglong was stunned. After living for so many years, this was the first time he heard that the donation was still full.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't know this," Director Ding explained, "We have budgeted funds for city construction every year. Part of this money comes from the city's tax and other fiscal revenue, and some of it comes from corporate naming. The bidding also comes partly from donations from wealthy people like you."

"Yes, I know this!"

"But this amount is not unlimited. The funds we receive every year must be used up in the current year and cannot be postponed to the next year. Otherwise, many problems will arise during the year-end liquidation."

"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Menglong had never heard of such a statement.

"Hazy, what Director Ding said should be true," Lu Yiyao said, "Our school almost always carries out some road construction, planting, reconstruction and other projects at the end of every year. Take the road at the main entrance of our school as an example. Since I entered Suzhou University, it has been renovated 21 times!"

"Is this road surface often damaged?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"Of course not, it's just a few marble tiles cracked at most. There's no need to repair it like this. Every time it's laid, it costs hundreds of thousands or even millions at least," Lu Yiyao explained, "That's because by the end of the year, There is still a large portion of the school's budget that has not been spent, so leaders need to find ways to spend money! We can't let this money slip into the next year."

"So that's it." No wonder Zhang Menglong would see the school either building roads or building teaching buildings before every winter vacation. It turns out it's this kind of showy operation.

"Although there are some differences, the city's planning is also like this," said Director Ding. "And the city's planning is more strict than that of universities. With the extra money, you can't just build a road casually, right?"

"Hahaha, that makes sense," Zhang Mengyu said, "Then how much funding will our Dongji City have for this year's urban construction plan?"

"This year's city planning only totals 3.5 billion yuan, and the bidding has already completed 2 billion yuan. That's why I say that Mr. Zhang's 10 billion yuan has already fully donated our city road planning this year!"

"Have you already donated enough?" Zhang Menglong muttered, "I'm still expecting people to donate 10 to 20 billion a month. It's too difficult to spend even a little money."

Director Ding's mouth twitched when he heard Zhang's vague muttering. Why is this money so poisonous? One to two billion a month? Even those first-tier cities don't spend so much money on urban road planning!

"Director Ding, have we had any major projects in Dongji City in the past two years?" Zhang Mengyu still didn't give up, "I'm not just coming back this time to celebrate the New Year, I also want to see what's going on in my hometown." Where we can contribute," Zhang Menglong said, "One or two billion is never too little, and one or two billion is never too much!"

This monthly donation of 10 billion U.S. dollars can bring him 100 points of income. This money must be spent in every way.

Of course, this Dongji City is his hometown. As the saying goes, the wealth does not flow to outsiders. Zhang Menglong has grown up here since he was a child. He is still very affectionate for Dongji City. He would rather spend the money in his hometown.

"This..." Director Ding was ashamed. He had seen people donate millions or even tens of millions at a time, but this one was talking about billions or tens of billions. It was really his. There is a blind spot in knowledge. Is this the life attitude of the world's richest man?

"This...it doesn't seem to be..." Director Ding thought in his head for a long time. At least in Guan'a's transportation system, he currently does not have such a big project.

You know, those big projects that are really worth billions or tens of billions all require a long time of planning and evaluation before they can be launched. If enough funds are not raised, it is impossible to start. And such projects, three It would be great to have one in five years.

"You can have this!" Zhang Mengyu looked at Director Ding expectantly.

"This really doesn't happen!" Director Ding also looked helpless, "But Mr. Zhang, I only manage the transportation system. Our city's big projects are still backlogged and managed by the mayor. If you really want to donate, If so, maybe I can help you introduce the mayor."

"Then it's Director Ding's fault!" Zhang Menglong immediately thanked him.

...

In the mayor's office of Dongji City, a middle-aged man's face looked a little gloomy.

"Guangwei, it's not that I won't help you. This project takes a long time and requires a lot of investment. Coupled with the current severe epidemic, many costs have increased. I'm afraid the province still won't be able to approve this construction fund this year!"

"Old leader, is there really nothing you can do?" Mayor Zhu sighed, "Our Dongji City high-speed rail planning was completed eight years ago, and the funding approval process started five years ago. We are an island city here, and although there are cross-sea bridges connecting to other cities, it is still only possible to access it by car and bus, which takes a long time, and many investors are unwilling to invest in projects here."

"If the high-speed rail can be built, the time to Jiangnan City, the provincial capital, can be shortened from nearly four hours to more than one hour, so that our development can be driven forward!"

"Just wait, next year, next year I will try again!"

"Sorry to trouble you." Mayor Zhu put down the phone and slumped in the chair with some weakness. He only had one year left in his term. He had spent almost all his energy and time on this city. .

The high-speed rail construction project has so far eliminated several mayors. This is not only the wish of every mayor, but also the wish of every citizen of Dongji City.

At this time, Mayor Zhu's phone rang.

"Hello, I'm Zhu Guangwei!"

"Mayor, I am Ding Xu."

"Oh, Director Ding, what's going on?"

"Mayor, it's like this. A shocking incident happened in our city today."

"Very special?" Mayor Zhu asked. Although the porcelain incident was relatively serious, it wasn't enough to be reported to him, right?

"Yes, the person who was raped is Zhang Mengyu."

"Zhang Menglong? The richest man in the world?" As the mayor of a city, Zhu Guangwei is naturally familiar with these things.

"That's him. You must not have thought that he is from our Dongji City!"

"Oh?" Mayor Zhu was a little surprised. The world's richest man is in their Dongji City. He has been the mayor for so many years, but he didn't know it at all? How low-key did this family have to be before?

"Zhang Menglong said that he wants to donate to the construction of our Dongji City, but the planning project here really cannot accommodate such a huge donation, so I want to ask you if there is anything you need here?"

"Can't accommodate it?" Mayor Zhu was surprised. As the city's second-in-command, he naturally knows how much money is needed for the planning of each system. According to this year's plan, Dongji City's urban traffic road construction requires 3.5 billion. , there are still about 1.5 billion vacancies.

Such a large amount of funds can't even accommodate Zhang Mengyu's donation?

How much money will he donate?

"Did he say how much he wanted to donate?"

"He didn't say anything specific," Director Ding said. "His actual words were, a few billion is never too little, and a few tens of billions is never too much!"

"What? Tens of billions? How many billions does he want to donate?" After hearing Director Ding's words, Mayor Zhu's heart immediately became restless.