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Chapter 170

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If she told Lin Chu about this, he wouldn't just sit back and do nothing, but it would make her feel bad.

So, Mr. Yuan and Mr. Wang didn't say anything about the dean's decision.

After the dean finished speaking, she was about to get up.

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Yuan quickly held onto her.

The dean waved her hand. "You two split the work. Contact the volunteers and see if they have time to come and help us. I'm going to take the kids who aren't old enough to go to school to protest."

Mr. Wang and Mr. Yuan were shocked. The dean continued, "Although we can't tell Lin Chu about this, we can't just do nothing. The houses in this area are old and occupy good land. It's only a matter of time before they are demolished. Even without Lin Chu, this day will come sooner or later. At that time, we still have to rely on ourselves. Jiang Changdai wants to use this to threaten us. I really want to let her know that she can't do whatever she wants! "

"Even if the orphanage is demolished, the reputation of her company won't be good!" The dean said through gritted teeth.

For the orphanage, the dean had always been flexible. She could be gentle or fierce, and she would never hesitate when it was time to make a move.

It wasn't strange that Lin Chu had such a personality. He had been by the dean's side since he was young, so he would learn something.

When Mr. Wang and Mr. Yuan heard this, they felt that it made sense and quickly called the volunteers.

Because it was a working day, the volunteers included university students and those who were already working. They might not be able to find time to come.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang and Mr. Yuan told them the whole story. They just skipped the part about Jiang Changdai threatening Lin Chu and only said that they wanted to demolish the orphanage and move the children away. After all, it was a private matter between Lin Chu and Yan Beicheng. It wasn't appropriate for everyone to know.

Just this alone made the people on the other end of the phone furious.

The university students didn't care. Many of them didn't have classes. Although they didn't say anything, they still decided to skip classes. So, they promised that they were free.

As for those who were working, some couldn't leave. Some had easier jobs, so they asked for leave. In the end, they made an appointment with the dean to meet at the entrance of the city hall.

The dean, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Yuan took the children who could go out and took a taxi.

Mr. Wang and Mr. Yuan each carried a backpack. Inside the backpack were the banners that they had made at the last minute.

The red banner was ready-made. There was no time to specially make it, so he took out A4 paper, wrote a big word on each piece of paper, and pasted it on the banner one by one. Then, he folded them and put them in his bag.

He also installed a few cushions for the children to sit on. He was afraid that the children would catch a cold.

By the time the old director and the others arrived, most of the volunteers had also arrived. There were 15 volunteers all at once, which was something the old director had never expected.

"Ol 'President!"

"Ol 'President!"

Hearing the volunteers calling out to her worriedly with concerned expressions on their faces, the old director's eyes reddened. She was so touched that she could not help but nod. "Thank you, thank you."

She thought that three or four people would come at most, but she didn't expect so many people to come. They all came for the orphanage and the children.

"Please don't say that. We don't want the children to suffer. If they are here, we can come and visit them often. If they are too far away — "one of them said but did not continue.

Usually, they would go to the orphanage to visit the children, play games with them, and solve problems that they did not understand in class. They had developed a deep bond with the children. No one could bear to send these pitiful children away.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Ol 'President, what should we do?" another person asked.

Mr. Yuan took out the banner and tore it open with everyone. It faced the entrance of the city hall.

Mr. Wang placed the cushions that she had prepared for the children. On the way there, the children knew that this was a big matter that concerned them. The children who came were not young. They were about four or five years old. They were all at an age where they could understand what was going on.

The five children sat obediently on the cushions and did not move.

The volunteers tore open the banner together. On it was written: "Jianghe Company is inhumane. Forcefully demolishing the orphanage!"

The old director had a voice recorder in front of her. She did not need to waste her saliva to speak. The voice recorder was very powerful and the voice was loud and clear. She slowly explained the cause and effect of the matter. "An old house in Xinyang District needs to be renovated. Jianghe Company bought the land but wanted to demolish the orphanage to build commercial housing. The children are homeless and have no way to take it out …"

This road was a very prosperous area. The square in front was full of tourists. On the left and right sides were office buildings, CBDs, and large shopping malls. Hence, there were many people coming and going.

The passersby could not help but look over. When they heard the words from the voice recorder, they gradually stopped in their tracks. They saw the pitiful children sitting on the cushions.

The clothes that these children were wearing did not look very expensive, but they were clean and tidy. Their little faces were pink and cute. It was obvious that they were usually well taken care of.

Because there were petitioners every day, the guards were very calm. As long as they did not cause trouble or barge in, they did not care about them.

When the passersby finished listening to the voice recorder, they all knew the cause and effect of the matter. They all took pictures and posted them on the Internet, fiercely condemning Jianghe Company.

The reporters also moved upon hearing the news. They were from the television station and the news agency.

This was the effect that the old director wanted. Hence, when she saw the people carrying the cameras, she did not panic.

When a female reporter held a microphone to interview her, Teacher Wang and Teacher Yuan helped the old director up.

"I have never thought of anything else in my life. I just want to take good care of the children. I'm already so old. What else can I do? I just pity these children. They are not in the wrong. It's not their fault that their parents abandoned them. It's those parents who have no conscience! These children are all good children. They are obedient and sensible. As long as they can remember, they have been living in the orphanage. Well-meaning people sponsor them and let them go to school so that they can have a normal life. Although they don't have parents, they have us and friends. They are optimistic, cheerful, and strive for success. "

"But if the orphanage is demolished, where will they go? To another orphanage? To leave the life that they have always been familiar with? I want everyone to put themselves in their shoes. Don't treat them as orphans. The orphanage is their home. Just treat them as children who have a family. Suddenly, one day, their home is gone. They have to be chased away to a foreign place. Their original friends are all gone, and no one feels sorry for them. "

"I heard that the plan is to place them in an orphanage in the suburbs. But every orphanage has a quota. Once it's full, they have to be transferred to another place," the old director said unhappily. "They can't go back to their original schools. Do they still have the chance to continue going to school? Just because of Jianghe Company's selfish desire, they destroyed the lives of these pitiful children. "

"It doesn't matter to us adults. At my age, I don't need any work. As for the other teachers, they can go out and find another job. But what about the children? They are so passive and helpless. Other than passively accepting it, they can't do anything else. They can't even fight for anything for themselves. They just let people who have nothing to do with them decide their fate for them. Why? "

"Does Jianghe lack this bit of money? Are they going to sacrifice these pitiful children just to earn money? For money, they don't even care about humanity? There are so many entrepreneurs doing good deeds now, but what about Jianghe? They are doing evil! The money they earn is exchanged by sacrificing these children! It's exchanged by ruining the lives of these children! What's wrong with these children? What's wrong with being fatherless and motherless? Why do they have to be defiled by Jianghe! "

It was unknown which child cried first. When he cried, the rest of the children followed suit. It sounded very pitiful, and the crying person felt very uncomfortable.

"What can they lose by earning a little less? But for this bit of black-hearted money, they are going to ruin the lives of these children! Look at these young girls and young men. Some of them are in university, and some are already working. They earn quite a lot in a month. They are all ordinary office workers. But they use their rest time to come to the orphanage to look after the children and buy books and stationery for them. Perhaps their financial situation doesn't allow them to support a child, but they are doing their best to help the children. These university students usually work and earn money to buy clothes and food for the children. They can't provide much financial support for the children, but they use their spare time to teach the children. Some children can't keep up with the progress in school, so these students come to teach them for free. "

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