Come With Me

Chapter 216 A Different Robbie

The spoon in Rogelio's hand paused for a moment, and he smiled and took another sip of porridge.

"This time I come here mainly for the Hope Primary School. Let's talk about this matter. We can talk about other things later."

Mr. Tyrone curled his lips and gave an unnatural smile. "Mr. Rogelio is right. How about I show you around today?"

Rogelio shook his head politely and said to Mr. Tyrone, "No, thanks. My wife and I can walk around by ourselves. I want to stay with her alone for a while."

Mr. Tyrone nodded in understanding. "That's good. You are usually very busy, and it's rare for you to come out. If you have any requirements, you can call us. I'll inform the villagers later. If you need anything, we can guarantee that you can go anywhere you want to get it."

Mr. Tyrone said and stood up. Soon I heard the broadcast in the village.

"Attention, everyone. Mr. Rogelio and his wife, Miss. Spring bud, who donated funds to build Hope Primary School, are now in our village. If they come to any house, please treat them as distinguished guests and receive them well. Attention, everyone! "

Mr. Tyrone played it two more times. Rogelio and I listened to it.

Rogelio couldn't help laugh, "I suddenly feel that I have become a celebrity. Spring bud! This name fits the occasion. Should I change my name? "

Seeing that Rogelio was making fun of me, I couldn't help but ask him, "What did Mr. Tyrone ask you to think about just now?"

After finishing the last mouthful of porridge in his bowl, Rogelio asked, "are you full?"

I nodded, "yes, I'm full."

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Rogelio stood up and grabbed my hand. "Let's go out for a walk, two of us."

I stood up with Rogelio and followed him out.

We two walked along the earth road in the village.

"There are a lot of local specialties in the village. They want me to help them deal with them."

Hearing that, I remembered that someone mentioned it at the table last night. But at that time, Rogelio said he wanted to have a rest and didn't make any trouble.

When Mr. Tyrone mentioned it again today, Rogelio didn't show any interest. I had some answers in my heart.

"You don't want to help?"

"It's not that I don't want to help. But as you know, our company doesn't have any business projects of farm and sideline products. This is not what I'm good at. Besides, there are a large number of them. I can digest them myself, and I can't digest so much."

"Then don't you know any businessman that can introduce to them?" Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"If we have to look for one, we can find one. But it's still unknown whether they accept the products or not. Moreover, we don't want any profit in the middle. After that, it's okay if they get profit. If not, I will help them both inside and outside."

Rogelio shook his head gently. "I don't want to get myself into trouble because I don't want to repay a favor that I don't have any benefit from condensing the interests of the company. And I have to admit

that it's not easy to get through in front of the shareholders."

Rogelio looked at me, "Can you understand me?"

At the gate of the village and under the old tree, there were some people chatting there occasionally. When they saw us passing by, they would nod to us with a friendly smile.

Then some people gathered together and looked at us, but nobody knew what they were talking about.

But judging from their facial expressions, they were all kind.

There were also people who asked us if we should go inside to have some water. Rogelio and I said thanks to them politely and refused them. They would smile embarrassedly and stand back to their position.

"Yes, I can understand. But Mr. Tyrone was quite disappointed when he thought you not want to do it."

Clenching his fists, Rogelio said, "I have no choice. I can help build a school, but I don't think I can do such things for the time being. After all, I don't want to promise them easily if I'm not sure, but I'll help them inquire about it when I go back. "

Seeing that Rogelio was still cautious about this matter, I didn't say anything more. After all, I don't understand business.

After we walked for a while, we saw a wasteland. At this moment, all the plants in the geographical area had been cleared up and it looked desolate.

In the distance, there was a small child who was cattle. He looked very skilled at work.

"I thought I had a hard time when I was a child, but compared to them, it's nothing. At least I have read for a few days."

Rogelio's eyes looked out with me. "There are six small villages nearby. They are not far away, but not close either. We could build a primary school here. However, as for other villages, the furthest way to go to school was still more than ten miles. But there was nothing we could do about it. Even if the school is built, the teacher resources are limited. After all, many people are unwilling to teach in this kind of place."

I asked Rogelio, "why do you want to build a Hope Primary School?"

"I was influenced by Robbie before. You may not know that when he was still in high school, he had donated his own pocket money to poor students. I was influenced by him, so I also donated some people."

"Robbie?"

I couldn't help but think of the cold appearance of Robbie, the way he always kept others away, but his heart was always so warm.

"In fact, I didn't mention the plan of Hope Primary School. It was one of the plans that I saw in the plan left by Robbie after I woke up. When I woke up and he returned the company to me, I wanted to help him complete it."

Rogelio looked at me and smiled. "In fact, many people are willing to fight against each other for family property, but Robbie is not that kind of person. Sometimes I often ask myself if he can do it, but I have never given myself a certain answer."

In front of me, Rogelio drew another side of Robbie.

"But sometimes I see you two get along with each other strangely."

"In fact, we have always been good friends." Rogelio couldn't help but sigh. "But today's unhappiness is my fault."

I looked at Rogelio, hoping that the mystery would be uncovered in front of me.

But at this time, a small hand suddenly grabbed my collar and called me in a very low voice, "Miss. Spring bud."

I lowered my head and saw a five or six year old girl with two thin braids looking up at me.

Her little face was dirty, and her clothes were polished with light because she hadn't washed them for a long time.

But her big eyes are still very pitiful. I squatted down to make it easier for her to look at me.

"Hello, are you calling me?"