On the way, Zhang Huan briefly told her the theme and background of the charity reception and the important guests attending. He also talked about the Zhang family and some of the charitable deeds he had done.
Zhang Yansheng was a little surprised: "Has our family done so many?"
"Of course." Zhang Huan said, "I have been doing this for many years."
Zhang Yansheng didn't know.
In her previous life, she had already embarked on the path of a rebellious girl from this time on. How could Zhang Huan and she have the opportunity to attend any event together, let alone have an atmosphere where one teaches while the other learns, and one speaks while the other listens.
There were many things Zhang Yansheng didn't know.
She suddenly realized that based on the charity work done by Zhang Huan, the father whom she hated so much in her previous life might also be the best person in the world in the hearts of other poor children.
Zhang Yansheng's feelings were a bit complicated.
Why are humans such complex creatures?
The longer Zhang Yansheng was reborn, the more confused he became.
When we got there, we saw the environment filled with lights and people in shining clothes. No wonder Liang Yingying was so jealous that the smile on her face was distorted when she sent them out.
She likes being "Mrs. Zhang" the most.
Zhang Yansheng took Zhang Huan's arm and followed him to greet others.
Zhang Huan knew many people here. Some of them he asked Zhang Yansheng to call "Mr. x" or "Director x", and some of them he asked Zhang Yansheng to call "Uncle x" or "Uncle x".
When there are other people around someone, that person will introduce the stranger to Zhang Huan, and then there will be greetings of "I've heard a lot about you".
Many people came with their spouses. When they saw that Zhang Huan was accompanied by such a young and beautiful girl, everyone's reaction was quite consistent. No one showed surprise. They all smiled but did not greet her first.
When Zhang Huan introduced, “This is my daughter Zhang Yansheng,” the proper smiles on their faces relaxed and became much more sincere.
I wonder what kind of treatment Liang Yingying gets when she comes to such an occasion?
Zhang Yansheng followed Zhang Huan around and had to admit that her father was actually quite charming when he left the messy private affairs at home and appeared outside in neatly dressed and dignified manner.
Indeed, if one puts aside those black spots on his personal ethics and the dregs of his personality, others can only see his outward appearance.
He is good-looking and has a good figure. He has money and an aura honed from years of immersion in the business world. He greeted people, talked and laughed happily, and was at ease.
The scumbag dad in her eyes is a handsome uncle in the eyes of others.
But her attention was suddenly drawn away by someone else.
The person introduced to Zhang Huan by someone familiar was named Xu, and they were a couple. The woman held her husband's arm with a kind and appropriate smile on her face.
Zhang Huan exchanged pleasantries and compliments with the other party without changing his expression. After walking a distance away, he asked Zhang Yansheng: "What's wrong? Do you know them?"
When he met the couple just now, Zhang Yansheng's hand around his arm suddenly tightened.
Zhang Yansheng looked at the Xu couple and whispered to him, "Remember the story of a classmate of mine whose father raised an illegitimate child?"
Zhang Huan suddenly realized: "It's them?"
He ate the melon with great gusto, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Is that his wife? Your classmate's biological mother?"
Zhang Yansheng hummed and stared at the couple.
Zhang Huan exclaimed: "Your classmate's mother is amazing."
The wife already knew everything about her husband, but she appeared on this occasion with her husband's arm around her, with a friendly and appropriate smile on her face, without any flaws. Even the look in her eyes when she smiles at her husband is very intimate.
Zhang Yansheng also said: "Yes, it's amazing."
She wondered inwardly, how did she do it?
She knew that Mother Xu resented and hated Father Xu, she just had never seen how they looked before they officially fell out. She was surprised by the smiling face of Mrs. Xu.
The control over her own emotions was so strong that it dazzled her and made her yearn for it.
In her previous life, she was too weak in this aspect. She was like a small firecracker, which exploded into pieces when Liang Yingying provoked her.
A woman's voice suddenly rang out from not far away: "Boss Zhang!"
Zhang Huan and Zhang Yansheng both looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman strode over and extended her hand to Zhang Huan.
Zhang Huan shook hands with her: "Mr. Xue."
Then he introduced her: “This is my daughter.”
Zhang Yansheng felt that she looked familiar just now. When Zhang Huan introduced her, she remembered that she had seen her in a magazine later.
Unlike many entrepreneurs who do not appear in public, Ms. Xue often appears in the media.
She remembered that Huang Mao and his friends once pointed at the woman on TV while holding cigarettes, and said sarcastically: "This kind of old woman is not content with her life. Who the hell would marry her?"
Zhang Yansheng was from this circle after all, so he immediately blasted her, speechless: "She's worth hundreds of billions, do you really need to worry about whether anyone will marry her?"
Ms. Xue looked to be around 30 years old. Unlike many other ladies present who were dressed up in lavish jewellery, she wore a haute couture dress and no jewellery. Her long hair is tied behind her head, which is capable and elegant.
Zhang Huan mentioned her on the way. She was the daughter of the president of the K City Chamber of Commerce and the organizer of this charity event.
Zhang Yansheng just didn't connect this name and identity with the face he had seen in the media in his previous life.
After the greetings, Mr. Xue and Zhang Huan started talking about a project. There were too many professional terms and Zhang Yansheng could hardly understand them. But it was obvious that she came here just for this reason to talk to Zhang Huan.
But her time was limited, and she heard a voice urging her through her headset. She replied into the headset, "I'm coming."
"Let's make an appointment to talk about it another day." Zhang Huan said.
"Okay, then my secretary will make an appointment with your secretary later." said Mr. Xue.
Zhang Huan agreed. Mr. Xue strode away.
She walked with great power, and as she passed among a group of noble ladies dressed in jewels and precious stones, those who greeted her were all their husbands.
Zhang Yansheng asked: "She is a very powerful person, right?"
Zhang Huan praised: "She is amazing."
He added: "Your classmate's mother is also quite impressive. I knew them before, but today is the first time I have met them."
Zhang Huan became interested and told Zhang Yansheng: "You should be able to see three or four of the most powerful women in K City today."
Zhang Yansheng became curious and asked, "Who are the most powerful women?"
Zhang Huan proudly held up a finger and said, "First, your grandmother. ... Don't laugh, I'm serious. Your classmate's mother, Mr. Xue whom I just met, is Mr. Xue's daughter..."
Zhang Yansheng said: "I heard that she has a brother?"
She could remember this incident because Huangmao and the others pointed at the TV and said, "This woman stole her brother's property," so "she deserves to not be able to get married."
However, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, who the hell cares whether she gets married or not. The logic of people like Huangmao is touching.
"You also know her brother?" Zhang Huan was slightly surprised, and then said, "Her brother is no good. He gambles and takes drugs. He is completely useless."
So President Xue handed over the family business to his daughter to inherit.
Zhang Yansheng sneered: "If Zhang Shuocheng is not disciplined properly, he will not be any better in the future."
"No way?" Zhang Huan didn't believe it. People are like this. When they talk about others, they are all wise, but when they talk about themselves, they are like blind and can't see anything.
"He's still young." Zhang Huan said the same old thing.
Zhang Yansheng shook his head speechlessly and walked away.
"Hey." Zhang Huan followed him, still muttering, "I'm telling you, it can't happen. How can our child do that?"
Mr. Xue returned to the backstage, and a young man in a black suit came over with a stack of papers: "Can you read it again?"
He is tall and has a refined temperament. He stands out among the busy staff like a crane among chickens.
But if you look closely, what he was wearing was not a high-end suit, but an ordinary work suit, just like most of the backstage staff. It was neither very exquisite and expensive, nor too rough and cheap.
It makes people feel bright, simply because life is good.
"No need, I've remembered it all." said Mr. Xue.
The young man handed her a few pieces of hard cardboard: "Cue cards." Mr. Xue took them and asked him with a smile: "How is it, did you gain anything?"
"Yes," the young man said, "empty talk is always inferior to practice. Some things are easy to take for granted, and you will not know what unexpected things will happen until you try them."
Someone called him over there: "Yue Song!"
The young man responded and turned around: "I'm going over."
"Go ahead." Mr. Xue patted him on the shoulder and looked at him as if he were a little brother.
Before leaving, Yue Song lowered his voice and said, "Sister Xintong, don't forget to help me take a picture of that antique car for my grandfather."
Xue Xintong agreed with a smile.
In fact, they are indeed blood cousins. Yue Song's mother is Mr. Xue's aunt.
Yue Song was busy for a while, and the activities ahead had officially begun. He could also hear his cousin's slow and steady voice in the background: "Dear guests, dear friends, leaders of the provincial and municipal party committees and the Red Cross Society, on behalf of the K City Business Federation, I would like to welcome you all..."
When it really started, he felt relieved.
His roommate Qian Wei also came over and called out to another person: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister Jiang, come over here, it's clear from here."
Senior Sister Jiang also came over.
The three of them have been following this charity project as interns from the very beginning, but on this important occasion, the subsequent work still has to be done by real professionals and will not be handed over to interns. They are now free.
"It will be over after today." Senior Sister Jiang sighed.
Yue Song, a freshman junior, had a relative working on this charity project, and he got them this opportunity, allowing them to join the project as interns. Although they had never met and didn't know who Junior Brother Yue's relative was, it was obvious that this relative took good care of them, letting them follow from beginning to end and arranging for them to participate in every link to a greater or lesser extent.
Yue Song also asked the same question: "How is it, did you gain anything?"
"Of course." Sister Jiang said, "We thought we did pretty well in school. Compared with this project, what we did in school was just playing house."
She said tactfully: "Yue Song, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had this opportunity to practice."
Qian Wei put his arm around Yue Song's neck and answered for him: "No need to thank me, no need to thank me, why should I thank you when we are one family? Senior sister, you are too polite."
Senior Sister Jiang was happy.
When she had some free time, she realized she was hot and thirsty, so she went to find some water to drink.
As soon as she left, Qian Wei patted Yue Song on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Old Yue. I owe you a favor."
Yue Song didn't care: "No problem."
The student union of K University is pretty good and can do some practical things, but as Sister Jiang said, in comparison, it's like playing house.
Xue Xintong asked him if he wanted to intern on this project. He had originally planned to work at the grassroots level of the company in the next few years, so he came.
He thought it was a good opportunity and since Qian Wei had a good relationship with him, he brought Qian Wei along. Qian Wei knew that Senior Sister Jiang had always wanted to find an internship in such a project, so he asked Yue Song for help, and Yue Song brought Senior Sister Jiang over as well.
They have been busy for a month or so. After today's auction is over, they will not follow up any further, so it's over.
The two people stood there and continued to watch.
Qian Wei suddenly nudged Yue Song with his elbow: "Hey, look over there, there's a very beautiful girl!"
Yue Song looked in the direction he pointed.
I saw it at a glance.
Very front row seat. Among the middle-aged people, the girl was like a gladiolus by the water.
Quiet and clear.
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