Chapter 220 Let's Go Now! (3)

One foot broke the neck of the sharp-mouthed ninja.

Chen Xiaobei directly took out the carrion poison and poured a little on it.

The corpse quickly decayed, leaving no trace.

Follow the pipe back to the kitchen.

"Where's the person? Didn't you catch it?"

Murong Xiaoyao frowned slightly and asked, "I heard that guy screaming just now, how could you let him run away?"

"Stupid!" Chen Xiaobei curled his lips and said, "If someone is brought back, the police must be alerted. When the time comes, various investigations will be conducted, will our charity dinner still be open?"

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Murong Xiaoyao pursed his lips and showed a beautiful smile: "Anyway, I have heard that the bad guy was screaming like a pig when you cleaned up, and it's quite relieved."

"Relieve your anger? Then why don't you thank me?" Chen Xiaobei grinned.

"thanks?"

Murong Xiaoyao pointed at the mess around him and said, "If you can solve the problem of the ingredients, I will definitely thank you!"

"Isn't it easy? Jin Fei, come here." Chen Xiaobei waved, and then said something in Jin Fei's ear

When Jin Fei heard the words, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he didn't talk nonsense, and immediately went to do it.

"What did you tell him?" Murong Xiaoyao asked curiously.

"The secret cannot be leaked!"

Chen Xiaobei smiled mysteriously and said, "In short, don't worry, I am the chairman of the foundation, and I won't trick myself."

"Well, I also believe that you won't mess around, but I still want to remind you that the guests who come today are either rich or expensive, and their mouths are open! If they are not satisfied with their food, they will definitely not donate money to us in the future!"

Murong Xiaoyao said very seriously.

"Cut, I don't want them to donate yet."

Chen Xiaobei curled his lips and said, "I told you in advance that no matter what project you contact, spend my money first, and then spend it on someone else's, do you hear me?"

"Uh...you are such a weird person! Others are reluctant to spend money, but you are afraid of not being able to spend it? Don't worry, I have already contacted three donation projects, and you will announce them during the dinner."

Murong Xiaoyao said seriously: "Come with me first, I will give you the script of the speech at night. After you have memorized it, we will start to deduce the banquet process. Then, don't give me any trouble!"

Then Chen Xiaobei followed Murong Xiaoyao to complete all kinds of trivial things.

Before you know it, time has passed.

...

Six pm.

There is still an hour before the official start of the dinner, but guests have already begun to arrive at the scene ahead of schedule.

Because this banquet is of a charitable nature, only 100 invitations were sent out.

All the people who came were celebrities, business elites, and some well-known media people. Counting the entourage, there were no more than 200 people.

There is a welcome lady at the door, leading the guests to sign in on a beautiful signature board, and then enter.

Chen Xiaobei and Murong Xiaoyao greeted the guests in the banquet hall.

Murong Xiaoyao looked radiant in a red dress.

Chen Xiaobei is also handsome in a suit.

The two of them stood together, and they had the taste of golden boys and girls. Nine of the ten guests wanted to ridicule them that they were a couple.

"It's 6:40, and today's guests of honor should be there too!"

Murong Xiaoyao looked at the time, and the expression on her little face became serious.

Obviously, everyone is particular about the time they arrive at the banquet.

People of low status usually arrive early and wait.

And the higher the status, the later the arrival.

"Paralyzed! This road is so blocked today! I really want to spend money to make a way out!"

Just then, a middle-aged man with a pot belly walked in.

When speaking, the chin is raised high, and the voice is also very loud, giving people the feeling of showing off their power.

Wearing LV from head to toe, you can clearly see a gold chain as thick as your little finger in the collar, and there are five large rings on both hands and fingers. He almost didn't write the words 'upstart' on his forehead.

"Mr. Hou..."

"Master Hou..."

As soon as they saw this product, the surrounding guests showed fear and greeted him respectfully.

It is not difficult to see that the status of this product is much higher than others.

Taking advantage of the gap between the arrival of the goods, Murong Xiaoyao hurriedly leaned into Chen Xiaobei's ear and said, "This man's name is Hou Weikang, and he manages all the ports in Dongcheng. Shipping, warehousing, and logistics are all monopolized by him. It's a big deal!"

"This guy in the flow of goods must have been a gangster before, right?" Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well, he followed my dad before he made his fortune, but now he has established his own business." Murong Xiaoyao nodded.

"Xiaoyao! Congratulations! Your foundation was established! Uncle Hou is really happy for you! I even brought a check today, so donate 30 million to help you cheer!"

Hou Weikang strode over, smiling all over his face, and his tone was much more relaxed than before.

It was enough to give Murong Xiaoyao face.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that Hou Weikang did this purely for Murong Tian's sake!

Although Hou Weikang has already established himself as a doorman and has a great career, in the final analysis, as long as he is still in the ivy, he must give Murong Tian face!

As for Chen Xiaobei?

It was immediately ignored by Hou Weikang.

"Uncle Hou, thank you, but this foundation is not mine, but Mr. Chen's!"

Murong Xiaoyao nodded politely and explained very solemnly.

"Mr. Chen? Who is he?"

Hou Weidong glanced at Chen Xiaobei with a look of disdain, and deliberately amplified his voice, and said, "Do you really think that if you spend 300 million yuan on a small role, you will be able to become a member of the upper class? Naive! If it is not for God's face Come on, among the guests present today, who will come?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone around them immediately converged on Chen Xiaobei.

"Mr. Hou is right, isn't that kid just a little internet celebrity? If he hadn't climbed up to Murong Xiaoyao, would he have today?"

"Isn't it? Even the foundation is named after Murong Xiaoyao. As far as I can see, there's nothing to do with that kid!"

"Let's just say a few words less, you have to look at the owner when you beat the dog! No matter how bad that kid is, he is someone that God likes after all!"

...

There was a crowd of people talking around, and many of the words were very ugly.

Obviously, although Chen Xiaobei is in the civilian class, he has been widely recognized and loved by the masses.

But in this so-called high society, no one takes Chen Xiaobei seriously at all!

"Boy, did you hear that?"

Hou Weidong glanced at Chen Xiaobei, and said arrogantly: "Be realistic! If it weren't for God's sake! I don't even bother to tell you anything!"

"Monkey, you can go now!"

At this moment, an incomparably majestic voice came from the door, which made everyone's heart clench tightly.

"Everyone present is the same. If you don't want to give face to Mr. Chen, go now!"