Pan Dongdong, who was introducing Jelina to Tang Peng, suddenly saw his eyes as wide as his mouth, looking straight towards the door, as if he was suddenly possessed.
She was so frightened that she quickly raised her hand and patted Tang Peng's cheek, and asked in a hurried voice: "Tang Peng, what's wrong with you, what the hell!?"
Tang Peng looked at the foreign girl who walked into the hall amidst applause, as if he didn't feel Pan Dongdong slapping his cheeks, without any reaction.
Pan Dongdong became anxious now, stretched out his hand and pinched his arm hard: "Tang Peng, what's wrong with you!"
"Oh, I, I'm fine, I'm fine."
Only then did Tang Peng wake up. He raised his hands and rubbed his face hard. After rubbing it hard for a few times, he made a rather stupid request to Pan Dongdong: "Sister Dong, please twist my thighs and use force."
!”
"Twist the inside of your thigh?" Pan Dongdong was very worried about Tang Peng's sudden and abnormal movements, so he obediently stretched out his hand and twisted the inside of his left thigh hard.
"Ouch - it hurts, okay, don't be awkward!" Tang Peng grinned, grabbed Pan Dongdong's little hand, then lowered his head and laughed stupidly: "Hehe, haha, giggle, quack."
As a result, Pan Dongdong became even more worried about him, and stretched out his hand to twist him again: "Tang Peng, what happened to you, please don't scare me."
"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine."
"It's okay, it's okay, why are you like this?"
"I, I am happy and excited."
Tang Peng giggled and said, "I thought I was dreaming now, that's why I asked you to twist me."
"Dream, why do you suddenly think it's a dream?"
Pan Dongdong's charming big eyes were filled with confusion.
Tang Peng took a deep breath, forced himself to wake up from the extreme excitement, and whispered: "Because I found that my days of poverty are finally over, and my previous investment is about to be recovered, so of course I am excited... Hmm
, I think this must have been arranged by God, otherwise I wouldn’t have let you leave the Yan family at this time. It seems that you have been waiting for this day, haha, I’m happy, I’m so happy!”
Listening to Mr. Tang's incoherent words, Pan Dongdong's face showed worry: "Tang Peng - I think we should leave quickly."
Tang Peng looked at the distinguished Russian lady without blinking and asked casually: "Why do you have to leave so quickly?"
"Go to the hospital."
Pan Dongdong said firmly: "Take you to the neurology department of the hospital for a check-up."
…
Jelina, who is over 1.8 meters tall, is not wearing any evening dress, or even a suit like Xing Yasi and others. Instead, she is wearing a tight black leather jacket and leather trousers, high-waisted riding boots, and a bright silver belt wrapped around her waist.
belt.
This outfit completely outlines Jelina's hot figure. As she moves her head and scans the hall, her short blond hair floats, revealing a wild beauty in a different traditional sense.
The two men following her were also wearing ordinary casual clothes, chewing gum, and wearing big sunglasses at night. After entering the hall, they looked around, fearing that others would not know that they were Yeli.
Na's bodyguard.
No one would think that Jelina was not wearing an evening gown or even a formal suit and would laugh at her for her lack of taste. Even if she came to the reception wearing a beggar's uniform, her beauty would be destined to outshine everyone else.
Because she is the absolute protagonist of tonight's cocktail party, whoever can win her favor may rise to the top in one fell swoop... and be very rich.
Some people even think that the real wealth of the sole heir to the Russian Mendarhan Oil Group will definitely exceed that of Bill Gates or Buffett, because she represents the energy that the whole world is striving for. The stock may shrink, but
The dwindling oil can only become more and more expensive to sell.
As the host of tonight's cocktail party, Chu Liangxiao greeted Jelina and her entourage with a smile as soon as they entered the hall.
At this time, the journalists who had been preparing for the attack finally had the opportunity to show off their talents, and they rushed forward one after another. All the equipment on their shoulders was activated, and there was a constant buzzing sound and a flash of light.
"Welcome, Miss Jelina."
When Chu Liangxiao was about two meters away from Jelena, she stretched out her right hand.
To put it in a very official way, at an exciting moment, two big hands were tightly held together...
Next, Chu Liangxiao and Jelina walked to the small high platform at the southern end of the hall.
The hall fell silent, indicating that the reception was about to officially begin.
First of all, as the host of this reception, Chu Liangxiao, on behalf of the municipal party committee and government, and the eight million people of Shencheng, gave the warmest welcome to Bayehev, Ms. Jelina and their entourage when they came to Shencheng.
After waiting for the 'gentleman' applause, Mayor Chu explained the reason why Mr. Bayehov was not present, wished him a speedy recovery, and gave full play to the advantage of officials' speeches not requiring drafts, and improvised for about ten minutes.
The content of the speech is nothing more than the hope that Russian guests can invest in Shencheng. The Shencheng City government and the people will welcome the guests with the most enthusiastic and positive attitude, and ultimately achieve a win-win situation...
Chu Liangxiao's passionate speech was very exciting when I heard it. It seemed that as long as the Russian guests invested, they would make a lot of money, and the living standards of the people in Shenyang would also catch up with or even surpass the developed countries in the West.
The country... is actually just some clichés and empty words, just like what is circulated on the road: the Chinese people in the news network are sweet, but the people on the road are in dire straits.
After Chu Liangxiao's passionate speech, she won warm applause again. However, after she announced that Ms. Jelina would speak a few words on behalf of the Russian Mendarhan Petroleum Group, the volume of the applause suddenly increased.
, there was a tendency to overturn the roof, which also made Mayor Chu feel a little embarrassed on his face when he stepped aside.
Jelina walked up to the microphone and flicked the microphone with her finger. The applause slowly died down.
Facing hundreds of guests and the flashing spotlights, Jelina looked as normal as usual, which made many people secretly admire her in their hearts: She is indeed the daughter of the Russian Vice President, and she has seen the world!
After giving the reporters more than ten seconds to take pictures, Jelina put her hands on the short table, leaned slightly and said in very fluent Chinese: "Dear gentlemen and ladies, good evening to everyone! Here,
Let me first apologize to everyone for being late."
applause.
After Jelina opened her mouth again, the applause fell in response: "We came to Shencheng this time with a sincere attitude and an initial investment of 600 million US dollars. We will look for suitable partners in your country.
, create a high-efficiency transfer station in Shencheng with an annual production of 10 million tons of semi-finished crude oil, equivalent to one-twentieth of your country's Daqing Oilfield..."
When Jelina was speaking, no one in the hundreds of people at the scene spoke or even coughed except for the click of the spotlight. Everyone was listening attentively to every word she said.
Most of them are very boring numbers and technical terms about crude oil, but everyone seems to be listening to the most beautiful sounds of nature in the world, with a pious attitude.
"Finally, on behalf of Mendarhan Petroleum Group, I would like to express my highest gratitude to all the guests again."
It took Jelina five or six minutes to finish her speech and bow slightly to thank everyone.
The applause was so long that she had to bow three times in succession.
After the applause stopped, Chu Liangxiao stood in front of the microphone again and said with a smile: "Before the reception officially begins, Miss Jelina will give all journalists friends five minutes of free time to ask questions. Now please start asking questions."
As long as there are reporters, they will ask questions. This has become a customary habit. No one, including Jelina, thinks there is anything wrong with this.
As soon as Jelina stood in front of the speaking table again, the reporters standing in front raised their hands one after another.
Jelina looked around and then pointed at a girl wearing glasses: "please."
After being honored to be the first to ask a question to Jelina, the girl was a little excited. She raised the microphone and asked loudly: "Ms. Jelina, how old are you this year?"
The whole audience was dumbfounded... Why would she ask this question? Didn't she know that a woman's age is a secret, and not even her husband can tell it except to her parents, brothers and sisters.
However, although everyone felt that the question asked by this reporter was indeed too gossipy, they still looked at Jelena with interest and waited for her answer. After all, everyone also wanted to know how old she was this year.
Jelina did not expect that the reporter would ask this question, which made her stunned for a moment, but then she answered expressionlessly: "I just celebrated my birthday on the 13th of last month. Okay.
, please be next.”
Wow, I really didn’t realize how old she was. I thought she was at most twenty-five or six years old this year. Do all foreign women look young? Many men in suits and leather shoes felt very sad.
The second person qualified to ask questions was a handsome guy.
The handsome reporter originally planned to ask a question about his career, but the question he asked turned out to be something else: "Dear Miss Jelina, are you getting married this year?"
To this question, Jelina answered simply: "No..."
Before Jelina could say "Please come next," the handsome reporter asked again: "So do you have a boyfriend?"
Jelina was silent this time before replying: "Not yet."
The handsome reporter was chasing after you: "Is there any man who is pursuing you?"
Jelina licked her lips and asked, "What do you think?"
As soon as Jelina asked this rhetorical question, there was a burst of good-natured laughter: Was this reporter kicked in the head by a donkey? How could a beautiful and rich woman like Jelina not be pursued by a man?