Jing Jiaren held a mouthful of juice in her mouth and almost coughed it out. Wouldn't SUN? Xiaomi is Ximen Longying's child, so they are logically cousins. How could they be together?
But then I thought, how could children's jokes be taken seriously? Maybe SUN just simply likes Xiaomi.
Jing Jiaren made a visual inspection and found that there were quite a few people coming to participate in the competition.
There were at least a thousand people.
The news was released yesterday. She thought it would not spread so quickly. Who knew...
However, they have more than 50 people, accounting for a large proportion.
If it's so bad that you can't draw it, just rob it when the time comes - the next best thing.
Three hours later, the activist came out with a microphone.
First, he gave a polite speech, and then began to read the chosen quota...
After reading a bunch of foreign names, Jing Jiaren didn't hear any of them.
In addition, foreign names are long, and one name is like naming several people. Jing Jiaren becomes more and more nervous.
"How many places have been taken up?"
"So unlucky? Not one of us, more than fifty people, won the lottery?"
"What kind of eyesight? It's too much."
[…It’s a friend from China, Leng Aofeng——]
Jing Jiaren was suddenly startled: "Quiet, did you hear it? Leng Aofeng was drawn!"
"Who is Leng Aofeng?" The staff looked at each other.
Leng Aofeng nodded coldly: "I heard it."
Only then did everyone suddenly realize.
"Yes, Mr. Leng is Elizabeth's fiancé, how could we forget!"
Leng Aofeng has attracted the attention of many single women since he appeared with Jing Jiaren. However, they remember that this man appeared at the family banquet and was Jing Jiaren's fiancé.
No matter how handsome Leng Aofeng is, he would not dare to catch his attention.
Naturally, he turned his attention to Jian Chenche——
It's a pity that the BOSS is cold and pays no attention to anyone. He keeps looking at the laptop.
[The last lucky person is also a friend from China, Jian Chenche.]
Everyone was still in the midst of the surprise just now, but in a blink of an eye, we received the second good news.
"WOW...it's really a double happiness, BOSS Jian also won."
“Now we’ve been shortlisted for two places!”
"BOSS, you've been hit!"
Jian Chenche responded lightly, as if this was a reasonable and expected thing, without even bothering to raise his eyelids.
[Now, please invite the ten gentlemen I just named to come to the stage.]
The host of the event invited people in English, and people from the audience came up one after another.
Jing Jiaren pushed Jian Chenche: "Come on stage."
Jian Chenche frowned slightly: "What to do?"
"This is business, please stop looking at your computer!" Jing Jiaren was slightly annoyed and closed his notebook with a sharp click.
Jian Chenche had no choice but to stand up calmly, and walked through the crowd with Leng Aofeng to the stage.
The assistant and the employees also squeezed into the outer layer and became cheerleaders, cheering for the two handsome men.
SUN stood on the stool and took out a pair of children's binoculars from his bag, so that he could barely see through so many heads and see what was going on on the stage.
My son is also very prepared.
Jing Jiaren smiled, took the milk made by Aunt Qu and fed her little one. It seemed that she was the only one who had the most leisure time now.