770. Chapter 770 High, the auction with constant tide 13
Like a bomb exploding in the crowd, everyone was stunned and stared at the wishful thinking guy. After a while, they all looked at Qingting in unison.
Isn't it, is he crazy? He is so brave, be careful of being slapped in the face by Rui Shao.
Qingting is calm and composed, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, elegant and confident, and her beauty is full of grandeur.
Shaodong's scalp was numb when everyone saw him. When he looked back, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He panicked and broke into a cold sweat. "Don't get me wrong, I just want to shake hands with her and get some luck. Is that okay?"
He really liked Mrs. Leng, she was the girl of his dreams, but unfortunately they met late and Luo Fu had a husband.
But that doesn't stop him from continuing to admire her and like her.
It suddenly dawned on everyone that this was the original idea and they wanted to shake hands, which was completely understandable.
You must know that Mrs. Leng is notoriously low-key. Even if she occasionally attends public events, she does not have physical contact with anyone. Everyone knows this, and no one dares to force her.
Not to mention kissing each other, a warm hug is impossible, and even a handshake is just a cloud.
If someone else were like this, they would definitely be attacked by the crowd and accused of being pretentious.
But when it comes to Qingting, it is normal to say that she is unique and has a lot of personality. This is the so-called status that determines the right to speak.
Many women looked at Qingting with envy and jealousy. A handshake was worth a million yuan. It was a rhythm that drove people crazy.
"This..." The host also knew Qingting's habits and did not dare to agree rashly, "Mrs. Leng, what do you think?"
Before Qingting could speak, a cold voice sounded first. "No, sir, please take your things and get off the stage quickly. Don't hinder the process below."
It was Luo Er. His face was ugly and his whole body exuded a cold aura.
Everyone is looking at each other, what is going on? The real owner has not spoken, so why are you, an outsider, joining in the fun?
But thinking about it, no one dared to offend him.
"But..." Na Shaodong's body trembled, but the strong desire in his heart defeated his fear, and he mustered up the courage to defend himself, "I just shook her hand for a few seconds, and I promise not to be rude.
"
He didn't even dare to mention a loving hug, it was just a handshake. To other women, it was nothing, a very common thing, a normal social etiquette.
But as Mrs. Leng, it became an honor.
Leng Zongkai remained calm, his expression was light and as deep as ever.
He believed that his daughter-in-law had the ability to solve this little trouble without him having to take action.
Leng Zhongyu couldn't stand it any longer, frowned, and refused unceremoniously, "That won't work either. Our future mistress of the Leng family cannot be measured by money."
No one can force Qingting to do something she doesn't like. Her willfulness and wantonness are her charm.
All the women are jealous. Ye Qingting has the whole world, and there are so many men who are jealous of her, stand up for her, and spend a lot of money for her.
Such a woman is so blessed and blessed by God, how can people not go crazy with jealousy?
Wu Chunguang felt sad, "Mrs. Leng, you are the final beneficiary of the charity auction. For one million donations and for your so-called charity, it's time to show your love."
The women were cheering on the side, "It's just a handshake, and you won't lose any meat."