Fu Yun Shen, who was behind him, touched his nose, glanced at Bai Ling in the distance, and was too embarrassed to go over.
Hao Kai couldn't help but nudge him: "I think what Sister Qiao said is really right. Bai Ling is much better than that Nangong Meimei." He paused for a moment, "Besides, if the Fu family really wants to form a marriage alliance with the Nangong family, then Nangong Shuangshuang is also better than Nangong Meimei. What kind of taste do you have?"
“It wasn’t me, was it?” Fu Yun Shen brushed Hao Kai’s hand away. “They never asked for my opinion from beginning to end.” As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Hao Kai sighed and didn't say anything more.
Meanwhile, Bai Ling saw Qiao Qiao, smiled, and came over to hug her: "Qiao Qiao, it's been a long time."
"Bai Ling, come here, let me introduce you. This is my darling Han Binglan. You can call her Alan."
Le Yao hurriedly greeted Bai Ling: "Hello, Miss Bai."
"Hello." Bai Ling looked at Le Yao with a hint of inquiry in her eyes. After all, when she was pursuing Nangong Jue, she was quite high-profile.
Le Yao, on the other hand, was completely open and honest with him, leaving no room for ambiguity.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is David." The foreigner next to Bai Ling didn't even introduce himself, so he hurriedly introduced himself, "I'm Bai Ling's college classmate. I really like China, especially Chinese Kung Fu. I also have a very prestigious Chinese name. You can call me Bruce Lee."
"Cough cough..." Le Yao couldn't help but cough. Nangong Jue already had Li Bai, who loved reading poetry, by his side, and now there's Bruce Lee, who's good at kung fu. Will the names of Du Fu, Bai Juyi, and Huang Feihong be monopolized by foreigners in the future? Perhaps we could propose that the country enact a law to protect ancient celebrities, so that if you want to use these names, you have to pay!
"What's so surprising? Several of Qiao's foreign employees have Chinese names. There's Huang Feihong, Bai Juyi, and even an American lady who named herself Wu Zetian." Qiao Qiao patted Le Yao on the back.
"I was just ignorant," Yue Yao cleared her throat.
"But this also shows how profound and extensive our country's culture is," Bai Ling said with a smile.
Le Yao nodded: "Yes, we should be proud."
Just then, the soft music that had been playing stopped, the microphone crackled to life, and Nangong Rongyao's voice rang out: "Distinguished guests, friends, thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend the Nangong Group's 40th anniversary celebration..."
The opening official remarks lasted about five or six minutes, followed by the announcement of two projects that Nangong Group will launch next year. In other words, they were indirectly telling everyone that Nangong Group has projects and that anyone interested in cooperating could come and negotiate.
Finally, they announced Ms. Anna as the spokesperson for the Nangong Group next year.
It is said that Miss Anna was an orphan who later entered an art school. Three years ago, she won third place in a model competition and debuted. She also worked as the lead model for the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show and last year became a global ambassador for a high-end luxury brand.
However, last year, he was injured in a runway collapse accident, and there were even rumors that he was in critical condition. He was later transferred abroad for treatment. Two months ago, he was finally officially announced to be fine. His first job after his comeback was to become the spokesperson for Nangong Group.
"However, since Miss Anna is currently filming an advertisement abroad and cannot come back, she recorded a video to meet everyone." Nangong Rongyao gestured after he finished speaking.
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