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622. Chapter 622: Charity Gala

"Haha, you are young and promising." The man with a big belly touched his shy belly and said, "I didn't expect that the boss behind the Huihong Group is so young. It's incredible."

"Isn't it possible?" Song Aotian obviously didn't believe that such a young person had the experience and wisdom to be able to take charge of the Huihong Group. You know, the bigger the company, the greater the ability and courage it requires. A

A company is like a car. When a company grows, it is like changing from a small car to a car.

After arriving at a small truck, it then changed from a small truck to a large truck, then from a large truck to a bus, and finally to a bus. In this process, the entrepreneur is the driver of the car.

The driver's license has also been changed from the lowest level driver's license to the most stringent driver's license.

No wonder Song Aotian didn't believe it. Chen Xiao smiled calmly and said, "President Song, please take good care of me in the future!"

"Uh..." Song Aotian didn't expect that Chen Xiao would be so humble and calm, and not proud at all. He originally thought that his rhetorical question would provoke refutation from the other party, but now it seems that this guy is more reliable.

Mrs. Tang glanced at Chen Xiao with satisfaction. At this time, the elevator stopped at the top floor. Mrs. Tang took Chen Xiao's arm and walked out. Song Aotian and the middle-aged man also squeezed out of the elevator without giving in. The elevator door

There were two waitresses standing, wearing cheongsams, with exquisite features and good figures. They said respectfully: "Welcome!"

Mrs. Tang pulled Chen Xiao inside and walked in. Two girls wearing cheongsam at the door hurriedly pushed the door open for Mrs. Tang. Inside, it was already a bustle. Many people had arrived and were discussing tonight's activities.

.Suddenly seeing Mrs. Tang walking in, the scene immediately fell into silence. Everyone looked at Chen Xiao and were stunned.

"Secretary Tang, you are finally here!" The emcee of this event greeted him with a smile. This guy was wearing a tuxedo. As the host of this event, he was less than thirty years old and very handsome.

He also has a special liking for Mrs. Tang, but as a wealthy woman, compared to Mrs. Tang's worth, he is a wealthy person. He has never dared to get too close to Mrs. Tang, and can only look at her from a distance.

With.

"How are you preparing?" Mrs. Tang asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's almost ready!" The emcee nodded hurriedly, and then said: "Everything has been prepared as required. Now that you are here, let the party begin!"

"Well!" Mrs. Tang and Chen Xiao almost came over. Song Aotian and the middle-aged fat man had been waiting in the car outside just now, just waiting for Mrs. Tang to appear. The two guys were almost anxious to death. Seeing that

The time was about to start, but there was no sign of Mrs. Tang. They even sent people to the scene to take a look. If they hadn't confirmed that Mrs. Tang was not upstairs, they would have run up there.

The emcee nodded happily, then turned around and ran away, announcing the start of the charity party.

At the beginning of the party, children from various orphanages and some poor students came on stage to sing or show off their various talents. There was a feeling of selling their dignity to win the sympathy of these people. Chen Xiao has always been interested in such so-called charity evenings.

He was completely indifferent and just watched with a cold eye. Chen Xiao has always been skeptical about the organizer of the event.

Who gave them such rights? Who allowed them to let these poor people come on stage to play the role of clowns to win the laughter of these rich people in the audience? Is this kind of performance just to get more donations? If so

In this way, the meaning of charity is lost. It is a bit like going to the circus to watch a show. You only pay a ticket price, but the ticket price is slightly more expensive.

"Sister Tang Min, is such an activity really meaningful?" Chen Xiao asked doubtfully.

"What's wrong?" Tang Min looked at Chen Xiao curiously.

"Who organized it?" Chen Xiao frowned.

"Red Cross." Mrs. Tang smiled and said: "Chen Xiao, what are you thinking about? How can such an activity be meaningless? Calling these businessmen to donate money can make some contribution to those poor people. They

You must also know the difficulties of life!"

"Yes, of course I know!" Chen Xiao nodded and said: "Those seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls on the stage, dressed so revealingly, shivering with cold, performing on the stage, they are just like clowns trying to win over the audience.

Smile. Do you think such a party is really meaningful?"

"Uh..." Mrs. Tang was stunned. She had never thought much about these things. She had always had an attitude of concern and sympathy for these things, but she had never thought about it from the perspective of those children. Mrs. Tang

I also know that those people were specially selected by the Red Cross Society from those who have been donated, and they are all

I selected some girls with nice faces and good figures. Some of them had expressed their refusal, but who knew that the Red Cross had blackmailed them behind their backs. If they did not participate, they would not be able to get future tuition assistance. Helpless, they

You can only obey the other party's arrangements and perform on the stage like a puppet.

The rich people in the audience watched with gusto, and some even blew hooligan whistles loudly. These rich people couldn't control themselves when they saw the pure flowers on the stage, and they exposed themselves one by one.

That kind of gangster nature.

At this time, Mrs. Tang seemed to have realized something. Mrs. Tang said helplessly: "If this were not the case, it would be difficult for the Red Cross to carry out its work. If we relied solely on the Red Cross's publicity, the sponsorship we would get would be minimal.

Only through charity galas like this every year can we attract a lot of donations."

"Okay!" Chen Xiao smiled lightly and said, "Maybe this is the difficulty of the Red Cross!"

Chen Xiao was relieved. Since they want to receive donations, they must give. Who makes this a social reality? The same is true even in charity. If you don't show your beautiful figure, how can you make these rich people rich?

Spend a lot of money?

The programs went on one after another until the show ended at a young age, and these rich people watched it with gusto. At this time, the emcee came on stage and first gave a tear-jerking monologue, and then a video, which showed the singing and dancing girls on the stage just now.

Their living conditions and environment were completely different. At this time, the venue was quiet. I don’t know whether it was the tear-jerking monologue that made people quiet, or the previously compared photos that made them sad.

"Gentlemen and ladies, these poor children are the elves of this world. Do you have the heart to let these lovely and beautiful elves live in the heat of water?" The emcee had tears in his eyes and a heartbreaking expression.

Said: "At least, I don't want to. Although my salary is meager, with an income of only 9,000 yuan a month, I took the lead in donating 10,000 yuan to these children. I hope my donation will be of some help to them."

At this point, the scene became quiet again. Facing the quiet venue, the emcee held his forehead with one hand, then took a deep breath and said: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. But, I don't want to look at these cute elves.

The hardships they face in life have hindered their path to education. Therefore, I hope everyone here can donate generously to help them!"

"I'll do it first!" Mrs. Tang stood up, then walked slowly onto the stage with cat steps. All the eyes of the audience were focused on Mrs. Tang, the goddess of Dazhou City, ever since she took the stage

After taking the top position in Dazhou City, her popularity

She became famous all over the world in an instant, and more and more people paid attention to this beauty that makes people want to kiss her. Especially since she often appears on TV screens, she has become a supporter of many otakus. As for the rich,

Try every means to get close to Mrs. Tang.

We often see some luxury cars parked in the municipal committee, which also arouses the attention of citizens. Why does the municipal committee have such luxury cars? Do these officials start buying houses and cars after taking away the people's wealth? This also makes the municipal government misunderstood by the citizens.

So many times that the municipal party committee building later set up guard booths directly, and cars not belonging to the unit were not allowed to enter. After that, those cars could only park in the parking lot across the road.

After Mrs. Tang came to the stage, she calmly took the microphone, and then said with a smile: "Everyone, although I am not as rich as everyone here, I still play a role in attracting others. I personally donated 500,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a gift to Bashu.

A support from the Red Cross. I hope everyone will be enthusiastic!"

Mrs. Tang stopped there, and most of the men in the audience had green eyes. The black low-cut evening dress and the two round little cuties looked so alluring in the light. I really thank the Creator for creating such a coveted creature.

Woman, thank the inventor for inventing such a beautiful evening dress. This dress fit perfectly on Mrs. Tang, not too big or too small, and it also highlighted Mrs. Tang's figure to perfection.

"We, the Song Group, have also decided to donate!" Song Aotian stood up and shouted: "In order to respond to the call of Dazhou City and respect Mrs. Tang's instructions, I have decided to build five hope primary schools in Bashu next year and donate another one million

Bursaries!”

Wow…

There was a burst of applause immediately. The emcee on the stage was a little dumbfounded. Mrs. Tang on the side gave him a look. The emcee nodded hurriedly and quickly wrote down the donation from the Song Group on the computer nearby. After a while,

With the effort, the middle-aged man with a big belly said immediately: "Hey, a company as big as the Song Group only donated one million? It's really shameful. I, the Development Group, donated ten million!"


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