Lin Wan'er nodded slightly: "That's right."

The man with glasses almost ate the beautiful president with a greedy look: "Miss, you should have a higher choice."

"A higher choice?" Ye Fan suddenly laughed, "Do you choose? You haven't found a wife at such an old age, which means that you have a serious emotional failure. There is no need to teach others how to choose."

"You really don't have quality."

"Old guy, you are so hypocritical. If you have quality, will you let her make a new choice in front of someone else's boyfriend?"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, "If it weren't for your physical condition, I would have punched you two long ago."

"I'm too lazy to see you."

The other party was so angry that his face turned red and left.

"Ye Fan, hold my waist." Lin Wan'er suddenly made a suggestion.

"Why?" Ye Fan was a little puzzled. He just put on Lin Wan'er's shoulder and his hand was knocked off. Now she took the initiative to make such a close request. What is the medicine sold in the gourd?

Lin Wan'er whispered: "In order to avoid more people harassing me, I'll let you take advantage of it."

Ye Fan suddenly realized and unconsciously placed his right hand on Lin Wan'er's slender willow waist.

Zhang Xiaokun saw it from afar and was so angry that he was instantly angry.

"And I." Lin Baoer put Ye Fan's other hand on her slim waist without saying a word.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaokun's face began to turn ashen.

I just hugged a girl, and the one named Ye actually hugged her left and right, and the two beauties she hugged were much more beautiful than those around me.

As time goes by, it is soon the stage of socialites raising funds.

The Lin sisters donated too high-profile and donated five million.

Of course, some celebrities donated even less, symbolically donating hundreds of thousands.

Some noble ladies are rich and generous, and donated tens of millions of dollars.

This money may not be earned for ordinary workers in more than ten lives, but for them, they do not take it seriously.

"There is a donation process for men. Handsome guys, don't be compared by our celebrities wherever you are."

On the stage, the female host wearing a light blue flag held the microphone and spoke. Her words were very inspiring, and the men were also proud of their face. Of course, they should show off their good performance in front of many beauties.

"Chairman Wang, 20 million!"

"Young Master Liu, eight million."

“…”

In the private room, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

"Everyone is quiet."

Zhang Xiaokun suddenly stood up.

Many people know him as the eldest son of the Zhang family and the chairman of Yunao Group, so they give him face and calm down one after another.

"I don't know what Mr. Zhang has to say."

A smile appeared on Zhang Xiaokun's face: "I hope all the male compatriots present can donate some."

The female host's words came from the microphone: "Young Master Zhang is indeed a generous person. Please give him warm applause."

The audience was applause from the audience, and some celebrities looked at Zhang Xiaokun with seductive expressions.

Zhang Xiaokun looked at Ye Fan proudly. His move was to embarrass Ye Fan.

Are you poor and poor? I want to see what you will do when you donate.

Zhang Xiaokun walked to Ye Fan and smiled and said, "Oh, you really have the courage to attend this party."

"Why don't you dare?"

"You are not here to rob money, are you?" Zhang Xiaokun mocked, "Don't tell me that you are here to donate."

Ye Fan deliberately looked embarrassed: "I want to donate, but unfortunately I don't have much money on me."

"If you can't afford to donate money, you dare to come here to embarrass you."

Lin Wan'er had a cold face: "Zhang Xiaokun, don't go too far. Which eye did you see Ye Fan can't afford to donate money?"

"Wan'er, don't go to him. The one named Ye admits that he doesn't have much money on him. You shouldn't have to lend him money."

Zhang Xiaokun laughed again.

Ye Fan suddenly said, "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be proud. I don't think you will donate much."

"I'll definitely donate more than you."

"How much more than me, it won't be hundreds or thousands of dollars."

"I donate ten times the amount you can."

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "I thought the chairman of a large group had much money. If I donate 100 yuan, wouldn't you just donate 10,000 yuan?"

Zhang Xiaokun replied contemptuously: "I donate a hundred times!"

"You won't be untrustworthy."

"Barring nonsense, of course I keep my word!"

"Sir, it's your time to donate."

As the host finished speaking, everyone's eyes were staring at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan walked slowly forward and walked to the stage generously.

"Sir, please introduce yourself."

"Good evening everyone, I don't have much to introduce, I'm a little security guard from Hongshan Group."

After the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

"How did a little security guard get in?"

"His appearance has really lowered our taste and grade."

"Seeing how close he is to the Lin sisters, I thought he was a very capable person, but I didn't expect that he was an ordinary worker."

"I donate more than 10,000 yuan by this little security guard."

"Ten thousand yuan? You really look down on him. It would be great if you could get a few thousand yuan."

“…”

The surrounding discussions reached Zhang Xiaokun's ears, which made him quite proud.

The surname Ye, I don’t have money, I see how you can get out of the market.

The female host looked embarrassed: "Sir, stop kidding, how could you be a security guard?"

She felt that Ye Fan must be funny to everyone, this is a very funny guy in life.

"Then do you think I'm aware of?"

"From your confident temperament and humorous conversation, you should be a noble young man from a famous family."

"Sorry, I'm disappointed you. I'm really an ordinary security guard. This outfit is enough to prove everything."

The rich man immediately expressed his dissatisfaction: "No matter if you are an identity, just say openly, how much money can you donate."

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Zhang Xiaokun, the eldest young master of the Zhang family, just promised that he would donate a hundred times my amount. Please testify."

"The eldest son of the Zhang family is too stingy. The security guard donated at most 10,000 yuan. If it is a hundred times, it will only be one million yuan. It is really embarrassing."

"Who said no? I didn't expect that Zhang Xiaokun was so stingy. The comparison partner he chose was actually a security guard, not a rich man."

Many people cast contempt at Zhang Xiaokun.

Zhang Xiaokun cursed in his heart: Damn, I would have known that I would have donated a thousand times the amount Ye Fan had.

Now that the money has not been donated, it has become the target of public criticism.

"Mr. Zhang, is what he said true?"

The female host asked Zhang Xiaokun.

Zhang Xiaokun nodded: "That's right, no matter how much he donated, my amount is one hundred times that of him."

The female host turned to Ye Fan and asked, "Sir, how much money do you plan to donate?"

"Everyone is very clear that being a security guard does not have a high salary, so I won't donate too much, just this number."

Ye Fan raised five fingers.

"Five hundred yuan?"

"Five thousand?"

"It's not 50,000."

"I'm so crazy, and he can earn less than 50,000 yuan a year."
To be continued...