Rong Shang smiled.
She thought the little fool was joking again.
Soon after, the host went on stage to interact with the guests.
It seems to be a quiz game; there's a prize for guessing correctly.
Rong Chang was not interested.
She sat down and discussed with Gong Ziming where they should go later.
Gong Ziming said, "I want to ride bumper cars, a carousel, and a Ferris wheel."
Rong Shang patiently replied that she would agree after hearing his answer.
But the other guests at the same table didn't behave the same way.
They all cast strange glances at Gong Ziming, as if he were mentally challenged.
She's so big, but she looks no different from a child who's only a few years old.
Of course, even if they disliked it, they would only curse it secretly in their hearts.
However, Rong Shang still found out.
She suddenly looked up and met someone's sharp gaze. Feeling guilty, he quickly lowered his head and drank the soup in his bowl.
Just then, the host, who had already walked around the audience, arrived.
He immediately set his sights on Gong Ziming.
When he called on Gong Ziming to answer the question.
Rong Shang frowned, feeling as if the other party was doing it on purpose.
Of course, these are all speculations.
Gong Ziming was called several times but did not get up.
He had no idea what everyone else was doing.
He ate his meal by himself, ignoring the host beside him.
There were so many people watching.
The host naturally couldn't let the atmosphere become dull.
He jokingly remarked to Gong Ziming, "It seems that food is more tempting to this gentleman."
Gong Ziming still ignored him.
The host is like having a conversation with himself.
The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
In the first row, Lan Meifen saw this scene and smiled to herself.
I just want to see how they make a fool of themselves in front of the whole city.
"Zi Mo," Rong Chang called him quietly.
Gong Ziming finally responded.
"What's wrong with my sister?"
He turned to look at her.
Rong Shang pointed at him, indicating that the host was calling him.
He glanced back; he didn't recognize the man in front of him.
Gong Ziming shook his head. "No."
All right.
Rong Shang stood up by herself, grinned slightly, and said, "Host, I'll answer this question."
It was clearly giving him a way out.
Who knows, I don't know what the host is up to.
"Yes, miss, you can answer first and then I'll call on this gentleman to answer the question."
Rong Shang frowned, sensing a conspiracy.
She didn't say anything, but looked around.
Many people are watching her and Gong Ziming.
Some people were expressionless, some were smiling, and some had malicious intent.
The first two were unfamiliar faces, while the latter...
It's Gong Ziqi!
Rong Shang was surprised that he would come to the Yun family's 30th anniversary celebration.
She glanced down at Gong Ziming, then said helplessly, "Fine, ask away."
The host nodded, returning her a formal smile.
Then he asked, "Miss, what is 78 + 172?"
Upon hearing this question, Rong Shang's face darkened.
I don't know if he's stupid or she's stupid.
Without hesitation, she answered, "250."
Zhuang Liu is the host's name.
After answering, Rong Shang asked in return, "Mr. Zhuang, are you?"
The man's smile froze.
Rong Shang sat down, and the whole room burst into laughter.
The host blushed, feeling very embarrassed.
He's a professional.
He comforted himself, telling himself that he couldn't ruin his reputation on the spot.
A smile returned to her face, and the host said with a laugh, "This young lady really loves to joke."
"Since you answered correctly, here, this red envelope is yours."
Rong Shang accepted it and said, "Thank you."
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