Not Interested
The matter of the permission points had been settled, so things here could finally come to an end.
What came next would be up to the district heads themselves. Having endured war and all manner of hardship, they should be able to hand in a satisfactory answer sheet.
Among them were Jiang Wen, who had once wandered homeless; Editor Le, who had once been a reporter; district heads from all over; and Unit One, who possessed an enormous collective consciousness.
This group covered the important people from Constant Law City's past, and their loyalty had been tested through war. There was no need to worry for the time being.
Although he could have returned immediately, Chen Yu remained for another two days, carefully revising the Sacred Words Record that Jiang Wen, Editor Le, Li Yan, and the others had put together.
The Benevolence Sect could be established, but it had to be done professionally and properly.
People in Constant Law City had run charities before, but they had either been tax shelters or publicity stunts.
In the end, it had all been about making money.
Therefore, Chen Yu hoped that charity would simply be charity. Don't bring any dirty money to him.
Other people's donations were unnecessary as well. Spending his money would be enough.
And aid could not mean simply handing out cash. Believers of the Benevolence Sect had to personally visit the grassroots level, understand why someone was impoverished, and then help solve the root cause of that poverty.
If they had no job, find them one. If they owed too much money, blow up the bank.
If that still did not work, arrange some idle position for them. Pay and benefits would follow the standard, and they could help him spend some money while they