The entire charity auction lasted for one and a half hours and ended at 9:30.
The opening ceremony was hosted by Fang Heng, so he should also conclude the closing ceremony.
"A total of 940 million yuan was raised for charity this time, and a total of 49 items were auctioned. Among them, Mr. Yun Aotian, President of Emperor Entertainment Group, donated a total of 96 million yuan..."
After Fang Heng made the announcement, Yun Aotian stood up politely and bowed lightly to everyone.
The strength of the Emperor Group cannot be underestimated! The distinguished guests in the audience fell to the ground in admiration and burst into warm applause.
Think about it, 49 items only cost 940 million. Yun Aotian’s one item occupies a position of 100 million. Isn’t it admirable?
"Mr. Zhang Datong, President of Bomei Enterprise, donated RMB 7.3 million..."
Yun Aotian smiled again as he announced the donors of the perfect funds one by one...
The corner of his mouth slightly curved, he frowned and said to himself in disbelief: "Ah, did I hear it right?" After speaking in surprise, he looked at Luo Haiming beside him with a mocking look.
: "Far Eastern Department Store is not making money, isn't it? How come you don't pay a penny for attending this kind of auction? Mr. Luo, I'm not telling you..." Halfway through the words, his expression returned to coldness: "Do more
Do good deeds and accumulate merit!”
His fists were clenched tightly, the veins on his temples were exposed, and he exhaled a sullen breath. Luo Haiming smiled evilly: "Mr. Yun, you are too arrogant. Be careful that you won't have room to cry for a while!"
"Are you sleepy?" Yun Aotian ignored Luo Haiming's words at all, but paid meticulous attention to Han Yi'er beside him.
Luo Haiming on the side was so angry that he was so angry when he saw this scene.
"It's okay." He shook his head softly, his reaction somewhat indifferent.
"Well..." He smiled awkwardly, not knowing where to look: "That's good..."
"All the funds raised today will be donated to the Lymea Orphanage. Now, all distinguished guests, please go to the banquet hall on the first floor to have a rest." As soon as Fang Heng said these words, most people felt a sense of relief.
It can be seen that these so-called "philanthropists" are about to truly show their intentions.
The guests walked towards the first floor one after another. Fang Heng followed Yun Aotian in small steps: "Mr. Yun."
Turning back, he looked at him: "What's the matter, Director Fang?"
"Thank you for today." Fang Heng reached out and shook Yun Aotian's hand to express his master's gratitude.
"Haha, you're too polite. In fact, this junior is also a drunkard and doesn't care about drinking." After saying this, his eyes drifted to Han Yi'er.
Fang Heng knew it well, and he was also aware of Yun Aotian's generous act, but the purpose of his "confession" was simply to give himself a blow.
With a social etiquette smile, Fang Heng also looked at Han Yi'er: "Then I should thank Miss Han, right?"
"Ha ha."
The two men were walking and chatting. They seemed to be having a lively conversation, but in fact they were secretly competing with each other.
The innocent Han Yi'er never showed a smile, and seemed so out of tune with such false communication in the business world.
As the saying goes, there is a beautiful woman who lives in an empty valley...
In the banquet hall on the first floor, more than twenty violinists accompanied melodious music, and a huge crystal chandelier hung in the center of the banquet, making the entire banquet atmosphere look uniquely elegant and harmonious.
A variety of delicacies and desserts are placed on a row of tables more than ten feet long.
There was wine on the tray held by the waiter, and champagne was flowing among the crowd.
The men wanted to use this dinner to make friends with useful people and talk about business. The women gathered in a group to chat, compare their jewelry and clothes, and of course not forget to show off their husbands.
The talent of a friend.
Yun Aotian picked up two glasses of red wine from the passing waiter and handed one of the glasses to Fang Heng: "Director Fang."
This is the etiquette of a grand banquet social occasion. First, he is a junior, and it is appropriate to hand drinks to seniors. Second, their company is currently bidding for Pinchen's advertising business, and Fang Heng can be considered his client. This glass
It's time to hand out the wine.
"Thank you." Fang Heng took the red wine from his hand and smiled politely.
"I'll leave for a moment..." These two men obviously had something to say, and she should take the opportunity to leave. Moreover, facing these two men, she was somewhat breathless. Han Yi'er finished speaking in a soft voice, turned around and left.
Within the sight of these two men...
"Huh" a feeling of relief came over me.
I walked to the buffet table, picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and looked around...
Director Lin has never appeared. Could it be that the auction he was talking about was not this party?
Or is there another reason for not being able to attend?
Han Yi'er listened to the music boredly and stood quietly in the corner alone. Several rich ladies in gorgeous clothes saw her alone and walked over with smiles on their faces.
"Mrs. Yun."
Hearing several ladies calling me this, I felt very unnatural. I smiled awkwardly and shook my head gently: "You misunderstood, I am not Mrs. Yun."
"Haha." Several rich ladies smiled one after another and said affectionately: "Mr. Yun loves you so much, and you are his fiancée. Of course the position of Mrs. Yun in the future belongs to you."
"Maybe..." I didn't know how to respond at all, so I just said nothing.
"You are only in your early twenties, let's call you sister." The rich ladies and Han Yi'er chatted more and more passionately: "Ah, your earrings are so beautiful, your clothes must be expensive, right? I really envy you.
"
Are these ladies really envious?
The diamond rings on their hands and the necklaces around their necks are not much cheaper. Saying these words is nothing more than flattering her.
I couldn't prepare for the day when my husband would ask for something from Yun Aotian, so I could help him with my friendship as a woman.
"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Fang, wearing a white cheongsam, and Luo Haiming's female companion also joined the conversation.
Good guy, when they saw Mrs. Fang's arrival, these noble ladies obviously became passive. They used what they just said to Han Yi'er in an even more exaggerated way on Mrs. Fang and Luo Haiming's female companion.
It was obvious that beneath this gorgeous party, everyone had an ulterior motive.
Women's fake smiles are even worse than those of men.
And the ranking of these ladies also follows their husbands!
Because of Fang Heng, Mrs. Fang is the object of everyone's pursuit at every gathering. The only person who can compete with Mrs. Fang is Lin Xiaoyi's first wife, Mrs. Lin.
Sitting in the back row are Han Yi'er and Luo Haiming's female companions.
"What a coincidence, we have the same clothes." Luo Haiming's female companion spoke first, provoking Han Yi'er.
Both of them are beauties, but Luo Haiming's female companion exudes skinny beauty and is nearly 1.8 meters tall, which is somewhat similar to the figure of a model.
"Haha." Facing the matching shirt, Han Yi'er acted very indifferently. She never minded others wearing the same clothes as herself.
"Who do you think is more suitable for this dress, me or Miss Han?"
Why does this young lady know me?
And I just feel that this lady looks more and more familiar the more I look at her. Where have I seen her before?
Han Yi'er had no idea that the woman had provoked her head-on, but she was still thinking about where she had met this woman before.
The wives who were asked were all dumbfounded. They didn't dare to offend Yun Aotian's female companion, and Luo Haiming's female companion seemed even more difficult to offend!
Who should be praised???
"I think this lady is more suitable for this dress!" The sudden voice can be regarded as a solution for those rich ladies who are in trouble.
A woman in a red evening dress broke into Han Yi'er's sight.
In her opinion, this woman has a bold personality and a neutral temperament.
It is in great contrast to my own personality.
"Mommy." The girl who came out of the blue was none other than Fang Yaru!
"Yaru, did you come by yourself?" Mrs. Fang asked her daughter caringly: "Didn't you bring your boyfriend?"
"Yes, it's time for Miss Fang to have a boyfriend, right?" When this question was mentioned, the eyes of all the wealthy ladies lit up, and the wealthy ladies who had a son at home and matched Fang Yaru's age were even more enthusiastic.
As the saying goes, a wealthy family pays attention to being well-matched, and the eldest daughter of the Fang family is more than enough to match the rich young man here.
"What? Mrs. Li is so enthusiastic, are you worried that I won't be able to marry?" Although Fang Yaru is also a daughter of a famous family, she scorned the snobbish people in the wealthy family.
It was a coincidence. Mrs. Li's son's ex-girlfriend was Fang Yaru's subordinate. Because they were not in the right family, Mrs. Li beat the couple.
"If anything, Miss Fang is so beautiful, why can't she get married?"
"Then don't worry about this!" She was so loyal that she had avenged her subordinates. Mrs. Li was so angry that she dared to get angry but did not dare to speak out.
"Yaru!"
Knowing that her mother would blame her for her rudeness, she looked at Han Yi'er as an excuse: "This dress suits you very well." She always spoke straightforwardly and would not flatter anyone at all. Moreover, her attitude towards Han Yi'er was also very...
It's kind.
"Thank you." Han Yi'er felt very close to this wealthy lady who had no pretensions.
He turned around and looked at Luo Haiming's female companion, and smiled slightly: "You are too thin, you can't pick up clothes at all, and it doesn't matter if you are tall, you should wear something that suits you."
To be honest, Miss Fang really doesn't look like a rich person, but her character is obvious at a glance. She is the kind of woman who dares to love and hate.
I can only fall in love with her character.
Listening to Fang Yaru's comments about the woman, Han Yi'er couldn't help but feel a little warm.
"Miss Fang, do you mean that I don't look as good-looking as Miss Han in this dress?" Luo Haiming's female companion clutched the wine glass in her hand tightly, with a serious look on her face.
He chuckled and nodded affirmatively: "To be clear...yes!" After Fang Yaru said this, she turned to Han Yi'er and stuck out her tongue.
Han Yi'er pursed her lips and smiled. The woman who provoked her was so angry that she turned blue in the face.