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Chapter 957

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The person who had spoken arrogantly to Karen last time was beaten up in a headlock that very night. He was also given a stern warning not to hinder the others from making money.

What Karen had in her hands was related to a lot of people's future income.

Whoever smashed someone else's rice bowl would naturally be beaten up.

After Luke entered, Foggy quickly finished dealing with an old couple and had Karen see them out.

When they were the only ones in the room, Foggy asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Luke said, "No need to be polite. How is it? Too busy? "

Foggy scratched his head. "There's nothing I can do. I've already asked those two girls to do odd jobs in the name of community service, but that can only reduce Karen's workload. Matt and I can't be helped."

Luke nodded and asked, even though he already knew the answer, "Where's Matt?"

Foggy said, "He said he caught a cold last night. He's taking his medicine and sleeping at home. He won't be back until tomorrow."

Luke could only sympathize with Lawyer Matt.

It was possible that he really would have to pretend that nothing had happened tomorrow and come to the firm to work overtime.

However, working as a lawyer was better than working as a Daredevil. At the very least, he wouldn't be shot on the streets.

Looking at Foggy's expression, Luke said with a smile, "If you have something to say, just say it. It's not like you're a girl. Do you want me to chat with you?"

Scratching his head awkwardly, Foggy took out a file and gave it to Luke. "This is the community service plan you proposed. I found a problem."

Luke took it and quickly flipped through it. He asked, "Those kids don't want to come?"

Foggy said, "They really don't want to come. The problem is that their families want them to come, but we've received more than fifty applications in just two days. I'm afraid the funds will be a little troublesome. "

Luke thought for a moment and realized what was going on.

He and Selina had donated a hundred thousand dollars to more than fifty families, and each family would receive less than two thousand dollars.

Although it was said to be a thousand dollars, even at the lowest wage of eight hours a day, it would still cost fifteen to two thousand a month per person.

It had only been a few days, and there would definitely be more people who wanted to join.

If the gap between the number of applicants and the volunteer positions was too big, this might turn into a bad thing.

Foggy wasn't an idiot. He had sensed the trouble ahead of time and wanted to discuss it with Luke.

Luke asked, "How many people do you think will apply in the end?"

Foggy said, "A hundred and twenty to a hundred and fifty, but we only expected twenty-five to thirty."

Luke nodded and took out a checkbook and a pen. He signed a check and put it on the table. "I admire people who are willing to change the fate of themselves and their families with hard work. I'll ask Karen to prepare another copy according to the previous agreement, and I'll sign it. "

Looking at the number on the check, Foggy was a little embarrassed. "This … is too much. A hundred thousand will do."

On the check, two hundred thousand was written in the amount column.

There was a contribution mechanism for community volunteers to receive family living allowances.

On average, each family would get about 3,500 dollars.

If there were more people, the amount would be lowered a little. Three thousand would be enough.

People who could get high salaries were always in the minority. This could also stimulate everyone's enthusiasm.

Now, the firm had an "income" of 50,000 dollars every month. Foggy and Matt had already discussed that even if they scrimped for the next two to three months, they would still be able to squeeze out 100,000 dollars.

That way, there would be more than enough money to hire a hundred volunteers for the community reconstruction program.

If most people's applications were approved, there wouldn't be any major problems. This was because those who were approved would spontaneously maintain order in the community reconstruction program, and the few who weren't selected wouldn't be able to cause trouble.

But when he said he didn't have any money, Luke took out another 200,000. Foggy felt like he was taking advantage of someone else's kindness.

Luke didn't care. He simply turned his head and raised his voice to call out Karen's name before he scanned the list of applicants in his hand.

At that moment, Karen came in and looked at Foggy inquiringly.

Luke, however, said, "Alright, don't dilly-dally. Get Karen to print out the agreement. I have something to ask you. "

Seeing his attitude, Foggy could only say a few words to Karen. The secretary looked at Luke in surprise before she quickly left the room.

Luke flipped through the applicant files and found the list of applicants. He placed it in front of Foggy. "Charlie, Raqael, and Hudson are all here. But I want to ask, what about the kids who were with Hudson that day? I have high hopes for them. Can you tick off their names in red? "

Foggy: … Aren't you going too far?

You dared to fork out 300,000 just to deal with those kids?!

Deranged! Inhumane! Those were the only adjectives in Foggy's mind.

Luke had said it so openly, which was the only "small request" Foggy had made for the use of the donation.

Those children, if they could be pulled over to do hard labor, they would definitely be pulled over.

Otherwise, even if Luke didn't say anything, Foggy would feel like he hadn't done a good job.

300,000 was enough to hire a professional hitman to buy the lives of more than ten people, but Luke was doing it for ten kids.

That was an irresistible price.

Looking at Foggy's expression, Luke shrugged. "We have to give these kids a chance, a chance to get back on the right path, instead of robbing, selling drugs, and working as coachmen in a few years. I'd rather use my identity as a donor to keep an eye on them than take out my badge and handcuff them. "

Hearing that, Foggy raised his hands in surrender. "Okay. I promise I'll try to get these kids to take this seriously. "

Luke nodded. "If they can learn something from the community reconstruction, they'll be able to support themselves in the future. It doesn't matter if the workers you hire are mediocre, but try to choose people who are willing to teach them. Also, the duration of the reconstruction and community service can be extended appropriately, so that they have enough time to learn. "

Foggy was completely convinced. You just don't want them to pass quickly, right? Do you really have to be so ruthless?

In his heart, he subconsciously gave Luke a "don't mess with" label.

Even if Luke was definitely a good person, his way of dealing with people was too targeted.

Making those kids do hard labor for a month or two was probably more painful than letting them take a bullet.

After all, they could brag to their friends about how tough they were even if they were shot.

How could they brag about doing hard labor? That they could move bricks?

At that moment, Karen had already printed out the agreement and brought it in.

The template was ready-made. Apart from the donation amount and signature, it was basically the same.

He went through it briefly, signed it, and got up. "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Call me if you have any more questions. "

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