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0441 [Full harvest!]

The charity night program ends.

Next is the buffet reception.

"Congratulations, Ajian! Shinhwa Fund became famous overnight!" Mr. Huo said, handing a glass of champagne to Shi Zhijian himself.

Shi Zhijian took the wine and smiled slightly: "It's because everyone is flattering me, but what I did is not good enough!"

"Haha, you are so humble!" The person who said this was Zheng Yutong, a boss whom Shi Zhijian met not long ago. "Especially the two programs you created, "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" and "Tomorrow Will Be Better",

A dance, a song, it’s amazing!”

Being able to make Zheng Yutong say such words shows his love for Shi Zhijian's program.

"Yes, I was deeply shocked when I watched the show!" It was Michael Kadoorie of the Kadoorie family who said this. "I didn't expect, dear Shi, that you could create such an amazing show.

!”

"Mr. Shi, you are not only young and promising, but you are also so talented. You are really shocking!" The person who said this was Hong Kong's famous shipping king Bao Yugang.

At this moment, in addition to the Charter King, Dong Boat King and others also gathered around Shi Zhijian.

There were also some guys who had gathered around Li Jiacheng to flatter him before, but they all came running over at this moment.



In contrast, Li Jiacheng's place was lonely and deserted.

Zhuang Jiajun put down the champagne glass with some displeasure, looked at the gang and said to Li Jiacheng: "These gangs are really jumping on the street, they really adapt to the situation! Just now they were flattering you, and now they are flattering that Shi Zhijian!"

Li Jiacheng took a sip of champagne, looked at Shi Zhijian and said, "These slappers don't matter, they are just buzzing flies! Those big guys are different! Hey!" He let out a long sigh.

Li Zhaotian came over, chewed his cigar and said with a smile: "Why, your place is so deserted?"

Li Jiacheng looked embarrassed.

Zhuang Jiajun said: "Why don't you just adapt to the wind? They all ran over there!"

Li Zhaotian looked at Shi Zhijian, who was crowded with people, and said with a smile: "So these people are very realistic! When you win, he will hold you up and wish you could be treated as an emperor! When you lose, he will

I’ll step on you, and I can’t wait to help the new master step on you more!”

Li Jiacheng said nothing and looked gloomy.

Li Zhaotian chewed his cigar and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going to the United States for inspection. During this period, please be patient and don't go against Shi Zhijian! I've seen that he is very popular and has good luck! A person has good luck.

, even God can’t fight!”

Li Jiacheng didn't say anything, but Zhuang Jiajun couldn't help but said: "Lisheng, when will you change to helping people read fortune tellers?" His tone was sarcastic.

Li Zhaotian glared at him.

Zhuang Jiajun hurriedly said: "It's okay to laugh, isn't it?"

"If you say the wrong thing, someone will die! Be careful in the future!" Li Zhaotian pointed at the banker's nose with a cigar between his fingers, "Especially for someone like you, I don't want you to die young!"

Zhuang Jiajun shut up. He knew very well who Li Zhaotian was. Even his brother-in-law was extremely afraid of him, let alone himself.

"Okay, I'm done! It's up to you whether you listen or not!" After Li Zhaotian finished speaking, he bit his cigar and turned to leave.

"Hey!" Li Jiacheng sighed again, and then looked at the "Yangtze River Charity Fund Donation Office" near him. It was even deserted than his own place, and there was not even a ghost.

Occasionally, a few people who donate money appear, but they are shills hired by Li Jiacheng himself, in order to make his loss not too embarrassing.

Turn your face and look at Shi Zhijian's "Shinhwa Charity Fund Donation Office"----

An astonishing one million Hong Kong dollars have been raised before, and now there are a lot of people around who want to donate money.

"Comparing people with each other is so irritating!" Li Jiacheng punched the wine table, and the wine spilled out, making people around him look at him in surprise.



As the leader of Yiqun, Laihao never imagined that one day he would be reduced to a little brother who collects money for others!

That's right, at the moment, Lai Hao and Shi Yufeng are working together as staff of the Shinhwa Charity Fund, helping Shi Zhijian collect donations.

It was also Shi Zhijian who didn't think carefully. He didn't expect that the Shinhwa Foundation would be so popular and recognized by so many people. The manpower originally arranged was not enough, so he had to temporarily put the elder sisters Shi Yufeng and Lai Hao in.

Lame Hao leaned on crutches and said to Shi Yufeng: "I think your little brother did it on purpose!"

Shi Yufeng counted the money donated by charity people, took notes, and said, "What's the purpose?"

"He deliberately made us both embarrassed here!"

"What do you mean?"

"Look, you are a lame! I am also a lame! If two cripples come together to raise funds, aren't they trying to gain sympathy?!"

"You are overthinking, how could my younger brother be like that!"

At this time, a charity person came over and looked at the lame Shi Yufeng and then at the lame Hao on crutches. His face was full of pity: "How pitiful!"

The lame man was going to go crazy on the spot, poor guy! I am very rich! I am the leader of Yiqun! I am in charge of tens of thousands of troops!

But before he could speak, Shi Yufeng pushed him away and asked the man with a smile: "How much do you donate?"

The man looked at the lame man whose face turned the color of pig liver: "Don't feel inferior! You must be strong and strong! Be strong and self-reliant! Seeing how positive you are, I will donate five hundred more!"



Not far away.

The deaf-mute girls who just performed "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" were surrounded by many people, who wanted to invite them to perform this show at the party held by their respective companies.

These people promised that as long as the deaf-mute girls performed, the performance fees would be free, and they would also donate a lot of materials to the Disabled Persons Aid Association.

Compared to these deaf-mute girls, Nie Yongqin was even more besieged by many caring people.

"Hello, Ms. Nie! I am a dealer of the world-famous watch Patek Philippe, and I would like to invite you to shoot a set of advertisements for our brand! The theme will be the song "Tomorrow Will Be Better". We have also thought of the advertising words.

Okay, that's 'Wearing a Patek Philippe will make your tomorrow better!'" a man said while surrounding Nie Yongqin.

"Hello, Ms. Nie! I am the head of EMI Records! We have superstars like The Beatles, and we sincerely invite you to join our company!" A ghost guy also came up to Nie Yongqin, trying hard to promote his own music.

Record company.

In addition to looking for Nie Yongqin to sing and shoot commercials, there are also some talent scouts in Hong Kong who want to invite Nie Yongqin to make movies.

Of course, these were all rejected by Nie Yongqin, and she didn't think about it that much yet.

But she didn't know how amazing her performance just now was, even better than many big singers.

As long as you are not a fool, you can calculate it clearly. If you sign Nie Yongqin, you will find a treasure!

"Emperor Hutchison" Zheng Guolong was looking forward to the end of the performance as soon as possible, but now he is looking forward to those people surrounding Nie Yongqin to get out of here!

Too many people!

He couldn't squeeze in at all!


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