Soon, the day came when Lin Kemei announced the donation of a meal of dumplings at el Group¡¯s new product launch conference.
Afterwards, the person in charge of this matter from EL Group had contacted her and set a date.
They chose a nursing home in the suburbs of this city to complete this charitable act together.
After Mr. Ning received the news, he brought a group of media reporters to the entrance of the nursing home to wait for her.
After Lin Kemei got out of the car, she shook hands with him immediately, and the two took a group photo at the entrance of the nursing home.
The director of the nursing home received them personally.
Before Lin Kemei came to the nursing home, she asked the driver to take her to the market and bought enough ingredients for making dumplings, including meat, vegetables, flour, etc.
After Lin Kemei arrived at the nursing home, she went straight to the kitchen and started chopping meat and washing vegetables
Media reporters have been filming the whole process by her side and broadcasting the entire process live to prevent anyone from questioning her fraudulent donation.
A reporter took a microphone, handed it to Lin Kemei, and asked: "Ms. Lin, I heard that you have been abroad for the past two years. Do you still make traditional Chinese dumplings?"
Lin Kemei pulled her lips and smiled: "Of course, although I live abroad, I have a Chinese heart. During the two years I was abroad, I also made dumplings during every festival."
¡°Ms. Lin, have you ever made dumpling fillings yourself?¡± reporters questioned one after another.
"I have done it." Lin Kemei replied without hesitation: "I have never made such a large portion. I used to cook it for myself and was self-sufficient. This is the first time I have made such a large portion."
"Ms. Lin, will you be stressed today?" the reporter asked.
"There will definitely be pressure, but pressure also brings motivation. I feel very honored when I think that I can personally make dumplings for the elderly in the nursing home." Lin Kemei smiled and curled her lips.
¡°It seems that Ms. Lin is really a caring charity person.¡± Reporters praised her one after another.
Lin Kemei finished cleaning the two large pots of vegetables and started chopping them again.
She has never done so much housework before, this is the first time.
There is no other way. There are many elderly people in the nursing home. In order to ensure that every elderly person is full, she must try her best to make the largest portion.
Fortunately, the dean and Mr. Ning came over to help her.
One of the two men is responsible for chopping the meat filling, the other is responsible for kneading the noodles, and Lin Kemei is responsible for washing and chopping vegetables.
The three people divided the work and cooperated in an orderly manner.
Despite this, Lin Kemei still felt a little tired.
Her arms were so sore that she could hardly lift them, but she had to continue to persevere and maintain a smile in front of the camera.
With great difficulty, she chopped up the vegetables she was responsible for and put them aside. The dean suddenly had something to do and left again. Lin Kemei had to continue his work and continue making noodles.
¡°She¡¯s just a woman, and it¡¯s really hard for her to handle dozens of kilograms of noodles.
After a while, Lin Kemei was sweating profusely.
There was a kind reporter next to her, who handed her a tissue and asked her to wipe it.
Lin Kemei took it, thanked her, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Just as she was about to take a break and catch her breath, a familiar tall and upright figure walked into the kitchen.
Yan Ziyi is dressed in a black leather jacket. He has a handsome face and a perfect body proportions. He looks handsome and unruly.
Lin Kemei was instinctively startled when she saw him. She was a little surprised at first, but she soon thought that Yan Ziyi spent five million to take pictures of the dumplings she donated that day, so it was not surprising that he appeared here.
"You go and have a rest, I'll do it!" Yan Ziyi came over, naturally took over the dough-making task from her, and said in a low and magnetic voice.
Lin Kemei was a little hesitant, but she really couldn't do it herself, so she could only nod: "Okay, please!"
Yan Ziyi glanced at her meaningfully and deliberately said in front of so many media reporters: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me."
Hearing this, the reporters and media immediately smelled something strange and rushed to interview them.
"Young Master Yan, why did you pay a high price of five million to take pictures of this dumpling meal donated by Miss Lin? Is it because of Miss Lin?" The reporters took the opportunity to ask.
"Have you guessed it?" Yan Ziyi smiled enigmatically, his expression ambiguous.
When the reporters heard this, their eyes lit up, and they continued to ask: "Mr. Yan, do you still have feelings for Miss Lin?"
"Lin Xiao??She is so beautiful, generous, and caring, so it is normal for her to be popular with men. " Yan Ziyi continued to answer ambiguously.
Hearing his answer, Lin Kemei's eyelids jumped again and again.
Is Yan Ziyi crazy?
You actually said this in front of these reporters?
Isn¡¯t he afraid that they will write randomly?
"But Miss Lin is said to have married Qin Weitao" the reporters reminded Yan Ziyi regretfully.
"That's just Qin Weitao's unilateral statement. At least I didn't see their marriage certificate." Yan Ziyi looked in disbelief.
The reporters quickly asked: "Master Yan, does your sentence mean that you still want to continue to pursue Miss Lin?"
"That depends on what she means." Yan Ziyi glanced deeply at Lin Kemei.
The veins on Lin Kemei's forehead jumped, and there was an ominous premonition in her heart.
She turned around subconsciously and wanted to escape. Unexpectedly, the reporters moved faster than her and stopped her one after another.
"Ms. Lin, if Mr. Yan continues to pursue you, will you agree to him?"
"Ms. Lin, it is said that you suddenly ran away from your marriage two years ago in order to elope with Qin Weitao. Is it true?"
"Ms. Lin, who will you choose in the end, Mr. Yan or Mr. Qin?"
The reporters were very curious and rushed to ask her questions.
Lin Kemei looked embarrassed and coughed twice before replying: "Today we came to the nursing home to make dumplings for the elderly here and eat dumplings with them. Please don't pay too much attention to my private life. You should pay more attention to it." Focus more on this donation event.¡±
As soon as she said this, the reporters couldn¡¯t say anything more.
Even if there were still people who wanted to gossip, Lin Kemei found an excuse and left in time.
It wasn¡¯t until the dean finished handling the urgent matter that he and Lin Kemei returned to the kitchen.
At this time, Mr. Ning¡¯s minced meat has been chopped, and Yan Ziyi¡¯s noodles have been cooked.
The four of them continued to divide the work and collaborate. President Ning and Yan Ziyi were responsible for rolling out the dumpling wrappers, while the dean and Lin Kemei were responsible for making the dumplings.
After several hours like this, several pots of steaming dumplings were finally cooked.
The dean served the cooked dumplings separately, and several volunteers came over to help.
Together with them, Lin Kemei took the dozens of plates of dumplings to the canteen of the nursing home. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com