Li Sizhi worked as an amateur host when she was in college and had a certain understanding of the hosting industry. Now she saw Boss Qiu’s very professional position, her speaking speed and even her smile were all very professional. She couldn’t help but tell Chenxing:

"It's really strange. This woman must have been a professional host in the past. According to her beauty and level, she should have done well. Why have she never heard of it before?"

Chenxing was surprised at Li Sizhi's keenness. She heard Su talk about Boss Qiu's origin and knew her past identity. But now she couldn't tell her, so she changed the topic:

"Sister Sizhi, it's really strange. When Boss Qiu didn't have a microphone in his hand, I thought she was very charming, but when she held the microphone, I now feel that she is elegant and decent everywhere. Isn't it my illusion?"

"No," Li Sizhi answered her questions: "A person's temperament does not depend on what clothes she wears, but on the aura she exudes from the inside out. She now shows the professionalism and ability of a professional woman, so you can no longer see the beauty and sexiness she deliberately showed before."

It was just a simple roll call fundraising event. Boss Qiu made the process full of suspense and vivid and interesting. Whether it was pledged or performed on the show, Boss Qiu could mobilize the guests' emotions, making laughter and joy on the stage.

After halfway through the event, Boss Qiu touched his name in a large plastic bottle. Only then did everyone realize that Boss Qiu opened a winery in Paso Robles, and the donation amount listed under her name is US$5,000.

She knew that this 5,000 yuan was nothing to the recruiter. She might as well show everyone her talents, so she took the initiative to sing a Shaanxi folk song "The Moon Is the Bright of Hometown" for everyone.

Boss Qiu's voice was loud and magnetic, and it sang this local folk song loudly and lingeringly. Chenxing hummed a few sentences in his heart, feeling that it was very difficult for him to have a high notation, but Boss Qiu easily took it down.

Chenxing has long heard that professional hosts must be full of breath, so practicing voice is their basic course. Those excellent hosts sing very well. Boss Qiu obviously has worked hard in this regard, and her singing skills can make her debut as a singer.

At this time, this song is very lethal to the older Chinese who are deeply impressed by the wind and moon of their homeland. When they hear that water is the sweetness of their hometown and the moon is the brightness of their hometown, their eyes are red.

Peter Wu Ting, sitting at the front round table, cried and let his tears flow. Last year, he took a high price to take a painting by the famous painter Zhang Daqian, just because he mentioned this poem on the painting:

Peach blossoms fall on the ground and apricots are surrounded, and swallows fly in the spring breeze in February;

Half a lifetime of Jiangnan paintings, I can draw but can’t return now.

Isn’t that the same for himself? Now he can only think about the mountains and rivers of his hometown from afar. It is hard to recall the past, and he can think about it or not.

Just now, he was doing it casually and ordered Boss Qiu to stay on the stage. However, after listening to this song, his feelings for Boss Qiu completely changed. The woman in front of him merged with the beautiful memories in his heart, making his heart warm. He made up his mind to keep this woman by his side.

Boss Qiu's song touched the audience. After she finished singing this song, there were several minutes of warm applause from the audience.

Boss Qiu was proud and the following process went smoothly.

There was a person in the audience who had always had a bad face. Later, his face was so gloomy that water could almost drip out.

He is Boss Qiu’s husband Liang Xiaofeng.

Since defecting here, he had to take Pan Lin to live an incognito life. The two of them depended on each other at first, but after a long time, when Pan Lin realized that they had no future, she was very unwilling and gradually became resentful.

Later, Pan Lin hooked up with the rich people on his back. It was not that he didn't know, but that he could do nothing if he knew. She was a teenager younger than her and had not settled down. How could she be willing to live such a dark life?

Although the two of them had been silent for several years, he was always reluctant to let go of her. With her, even if she was unfaithful, as long as she did not leave, his life of escape would have some comfort; if she left him, he really didn't know whether he still had the courage to survive.

But after tonight, he knew that he could no longer keep Pan Lin.

Those men knew what it meant when they looked at Pan Lin. Especially after this session, Michael and Peter Wu competed to go on stage to compliment her. Later, they were afraid that the people in the audience would be laughed at, so they had to announce the start of the dance. The three of them went to a room behind the hall together, but they had not come out yet.

The power and financial resources of these two men are incomparable to him, and they are also the targets that Pan Lin has been looking for for a long time. She will definitely not follow her anymore. He is inexplicably sad. Are these people really going to take everything from him?

Tears gathered in his eyes. At this moment, he regretted it more and more. As the top scorer in the college entrance examination in his hometown, a famous talent in B-Class and a 42-year-old deputy ministerial-level cadre, he had an extremely brilliant future. It was greed and lust that made him take the wrong key steps and fell to this point today.

Just when Liang Xiaofeng was crying sadly, in that room, Michael was negotiating with Peter Wu.

After seeing Boss Qiu's amazing eloquence and adaptability, Michael immediately looked at Boss Qiu with admiration. He felt that this woman could be absorbed into their campaign office and be responsible for the election organization work of the Chinese community.

Peter Wu felt that this woman was the excellent public relations talent he had always wanted to find, and the person he chose first. He had decided to let her in his company.

As a man, Michael saw through Peter Wu's intentions early in the morning. The two of them were on the side, whispering in English: "I know you like her, but how do you explain to your wife? Why don't you let her go to my place, and your relationship can be hidden."

"You don't have to worry about this. My wife has signed a divorce with me. She took her children to Switzerland and will never come back. I don't need to hide it."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Michael had to say, "It's rare to have talent, so let's borrow it for a while during the campaign."

"Let's talk about it," Peter Wu said unsincerely perfunctorily. Everyone is a man, and everyone knows whose virtues. In this regard, believing in friends is naive.
Chapter completed!