Chapter 696
Chapter 694 Matthew Davis Foundation
San Francisco, U.S.
A three-story office building on the outskirts of the city is home to the Matthew Davis Cancer Research Foundation. The office building has been around for a few years, and the exterior is very rustic in gray. The logo of the Foundation is not eye-catching and often makes it impossible for first-time visitors.
In front of the office building is a small parking lot. Several cars of different ages and styles are parked inside, and silently withstand the rain.
“Damn it!”
Eddie Lewis pushed the door open, glanced at the gloomy sky, or got out of the car with a hard scalp. He held the briefcase on top of his head, holding a cup of coffee in one hand, and hurried into the office building with a hurricane and cold rain.
“Hey! Eddy, you are late!” The receptionist smiled and handed him a paper towel. “Awful weather, right? Wipe it, be careful of the cold.”
“Awful! There is a traffic jam on the road!”
Eddie put the coffee cup in the foreground, took the paper towel to dry the cheeks and bald heads, dried the raindrops on the glasses, and chatted with the receptionist about the weather.
“I will go up first, see you later!” He threw the paper towel into the trash can, and took the coffee to the receptionist. He walked into the elevator and put a tie on the mirror in the elevator.
He is a volunteer of the Foundation, using the rest day as a free service for the Foundation, and has worked for the Foundation for almost a decade.
Today he was a little late, because when he drove past San Francisco’s Chinatown, he happened to have a traffic jam. Traffic jams in San Francisco are common, but today’s traffic jams are unusual – Chinese lion dance teams perform lion dances on the streets to celebrate the New Year, screaming, firecrackers, and very lively, attracting a large number of locals and tourists to watch. The road was blocked, and the weather was not good. The vehicle was running like a snail.
What he should have thought of is that during the Lunar New Year in China, the influence will not be able to escape even in the United States.
This is not the first time he was late during the Chinese New Year, but this does not blame him. Whoever makes the Chinese New Year’s time is not fixed, he can’t remember the changeable date. If you can fix it, for example, like the United States, set Thanksgiving on the fourth Thursday of 11 every year, so that he can remember and walk around during the Spring Festival.
Ding!
The elevator was parked on the third floor, the elevator door opened, and his office was here.
“Good morning, Eddie!”
“Good morning!”
In the hallway, he greeted the colleagues who passed by the foundation. Most of these people, like him, volunteered for the foundation’s free service. Some of them died of cancer, and some simply thought. Help, Eddie belongs to the latter.
“Right, Eddie!”
The colleague who just greeted him stopped him from behind.
“What?” he asked back.
“When I passed your office, I heard a phone call.” The man said as he stepped back.
“Thank you. I am late today,” Eddie nodded and thanked. “Ah, go to a nearby bar for a drink at night? I mean, if it doesn’t rain.”
“Okay, I don’t see it.”
Eddie took out the key and opened the door of the fundraising office. There was no one in the office. Today he only has to go to work. He glanced at the fixed telephone on the desk – it was not ringing at this time, but the warning light of the telephone recording was flashing, indicating that there was a pass or a number of telephone recordings to be played.
He put the briefcase and paper cup of coffee on the table, pressed the button of the answering machine, and then took off the coat that was wet by the rain and hung on the coat rack.
“Hello, Matthew Davis Cancer Research Foundation fundraising office, now does not go to work, please leave a message after the ‘drop’, we will reply you at your convenience.”
The voice recorded in advance was recorded in the answering machine.
“Hello, no one? I want to consult about donations… Forget it, I will call again later.” There was an old woman’s voice on the phone.
The other party only said such a sentence, hang up the phone.
Eddie Lewis’s daily work is mainly responsible for making and receiving calls. He has heard many people’s voices, and even can judge some simple information from the voice owner based on the sound. The woman who just called called a very obvious Southern California accent. She should be over 60 years old. She is a moderately educated and well-educated person. She is also a fundraiser for the foundation. One of the main objects.
A similar phone has a few passes every day, which is not surprising.
However, Eddie glanced at the other party’s caller number inadvertently, but could not help but frown. This is a cross-border phone call, the area code is not the United States, nor Canada, he only remembers the area code of these two countries. The other party’s area code is very strange.
The Matthew Davis Foundation rarely receives fundraising from abroad, mainly from North America and occasionally Europeans.
A long-distance call from abroad, but with a California local accent, gave him some interest.
Will she call again?
Judging by experience, the opportunity is probably half to half.
Some people decide that donations are impulsive. After calming down, they may regret it and will not call again. Some people choose to donate randomly, and occasionally find the phone of Matthew Davis Foundation on the yellow pages of the phone. If there is no answer, it will be replaced by another institution, which is not much different for the donors.
But there is no way, it is blamed for the lion dance team in the morning, which caused him to be late, and it would be a pity if the Foundation missed a large donation.
Eddie stood by the window and looked at San Francisco in the drizzle, taking a sip of coffee to warm the body.
He hates rain, hates the body being wet by the rain, and is similar to the unidentified cat raised in the house, but this season’s San Francisco is always raining, often for a few days of cloudy days, and the tide is cold and let People’s moods are terrible.
After thinking about it, he replayed the phone recording just now.
His hearing is good. It seems that he faintly heard the screaming from the background. Does the other person like to raise cats?
How to do? Do you want to dial back?
The other party has already explained that you have to dial it back later. Maybe dialing it at the moment will make the other party feel uncomfortable or not trusted…
Eddie is hesitant.
Jingle Bell!
Just then, the phone ringing again.
“Hello, Matthew Davis Cancer Research Foundation Fundraising Office…” The answering machine automatically connected the phone. Eddie remembered that the answering machine had not been closed yet, and quickly picked up the receiver.
“Hey, hello, I am Eddie Lewis,” he said.
“Hello, I am Catherine Donna Ryan, you can call me Kathy.”
There was a voice on the phone that was exactly the same.
(End of this chapter)