Chapter 76 Tangled Charity Dinner

After hearing Fan Wubing's heartless answer, Xia Xue became even more entangled in her heart, "What exactly does your family do? How can you go to the mall to buy a piece of clothing that is produced by your company?"

Originally, if at the beginning, Xia Xue thought that Fan Wubing was just an original singer with ordinary background and musical talent. There is no question of inequality.

But the situation is a little different now. Fan Wubing directly dumped 15 million US dollars, changed the New Silk Road Entertainment Company to Fan, not to mention, and made his own life experience mysterious, coming and going They were all foreigners, calling Fan Wubing to be the boss over and over again, and the perverted Japanese, when he saw Fan Wubing, he was as respectful as he was his own father.

This kind of change is really hard for Xia Xue to understand, but when he went shopping today, he actually said that this brand of clothes was also produced by his own company, which was really speechless.

Judging from the quality of this brand of clothing, it seems to be quite good, and the price is ridiculously high. If Fan Wubing is the owner of such a clothing company, how much money would he have to invest?

Unexpectedly, Fan Wubing replied in a very unbeatable manner, "My family is very ordinary. My mother was a teacher and is still working in education. My father used to be a worker and is now a public servant. My sister runs a small business. , Selling computers or something, my brother is relatively unpromising, and he is still in college, so he probably won’t be reconciled if he doesn’t combine his master’s and doctorate degrees.”

"What about you?" Xia Xue asked, frowning.

"Me?" Fan Wubing pointed at himself and said, "I'm a genius for a day! Don't you realize it?"

Xia Xue raised her middle finger at Fan Wubing very bluntly.

After walking around the street for a while, the two returned to the hotel. After eating something, he went to the company to discuss about singing together in the evening. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Fan Wubing proposed to have dinner.

"Didn't you mean to attend the dinner party? Could it be that there is no food there?" Xia Xue felt very strange, thinking that Fan Wubing's proposal was superfluous.

"Cut! You don't need to use your brain!" Fan Wubing said with a sneer, "These dinners are probably gathering celebrities. The media will also be present. Who would have the nerve to show up in the middle of a large group of well-dressed big names, regardless of their image? Chewing a meal? So I'm almost sure that even if they put food on the table, it's some small snacks or fruit or something, or there should be some drinks, dried fruits, etc. As for the others. You can think about it Forget it."

"Really? It's as if you participated in it!" Xia Xue asked with some doubts.

Fan Wubing rolled his eyes and said, "It's up to you to believe it or not, anyway, my stomach is growling from hunger at night, so don't blame me for not reminding you."

"It seems that what you said makes sense." In the end, Xia Xue still felt that the stomach problem was more important.

After the two had padded their stomachs, the time was almost up. After changing their clothes, they got into Fan Wubing's Mercedes-Benz. Wu Zhi Xiaoji heard that the boss was going to the dinner party, so he wanted to join in the fun. Too bad there are no invitations.

"This is very easy. Just say that you are going to donate 1.8 million yuan, and the organization will probably be very happy to invite you to participate." Fan Wubing had the most methods, directly providing Wuzhi Xiaoji with the most convenient way.

"Oh, this seems very easy. As expected of the boss, the ideas he came up with are all simple and practical!" Wuzhi Xiaoji immediately praised happily.

"But you can't use the company's money!" Fan Wubing added at the end.

Wu Zhi Xiaoji immediately sat down with a sad face and said, "Fan Sang, you are too cruel! Now I am a poor man with billions of dollars in debt!"

"1.1 billion!" Fan Wubing corrected blankly.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the three new Audi cars led by Wuzhi Xiaoji, guarding Fan Wubing's Mercedes-Benz, directly passed through the traffic going home, and drove towards the venue with great fanfare.

"Who made such a big show?" Leading to both sides of the red carpet at the venue. Many journalists from the media had already gathered, and everyone was a little surprised when they saw Fan Wubing's convoy. This specification is not low!

"It's not that I haven't seen a Mercedes-Benz, there are many Mercedes-Benz running on the streets of Shanghai." A young reporter said with some disdain.

"Brother, don't you understand this?" A senior reporter said to him. "Look at the license plate of the Mercedes-Benz. How do you feel? You can see the difference! Those are the earliest private license plates in China! If you look at this Mercedes-Benz, it is also a model from six or seven years ago. At that time There are not many people in the whole country who can afford to drive a Mercedes-Benz, right?"

"According to what you're saying, there might really be a big man sitting in the car!" The young reporter from before asked for advice in surprise.

"It must be a big shot, but I don't know the origin." The senior reporter replied very positively.

As soon as the convoy stopped, a staff member ran over to open the car door, and after seeing the invitation letter, after confirmation, Fan Wubing, who was dressed in a very energetic black casual suit, walked onto the red carpet hand in hand with Xia Xue, who was in a white dress. hall.

"Did you know that the fact that a man and a woman walk the red carpet together has another meaning besides a big event." Fan Wubing saw that Xia Xue seemed to be clutching his arm nervously, and lowered his head. Smiled at her.

Doesn't it mean that it is also popular to walk the red carpet at weddings? Xia Xuexin muttered to herself, there are too many media reporters outside the venue, and their pair is so eye-catching, the flashing lights swished It's like going to war.

Xia Xue held onto Fan Wubing's arm tightly, and the two of them entered the venue.

The banquet hall can accommodate about a thousand people, but in fact there are only seats for less than 500 people. The stage in front has been tidied up, and all the equipment is first-class. It doesn't look like a temporary gimmick at all.

The waiters in uniform uniforms are from an old foreign-related hotel in Shanghai, with seasoned experience.

Fan Wubing and Xia Xue found their seats according to the serial number on the invitation letter. After they were seated, they looked to both sides. They found that more than half of the people had already come, and most of them were middle-aged people. . There are very few old people and young people. Of course, there are also some popular singers or movie stars among these people.

After all, charitable activities still have a relatively positive image. In the past, a certain local celebrity was invited to participate in a charity event in Hong Kong, but the celebrity refused because he could not arrange a schedule. Afterwards, the media and the general public criticized this person for a while. If it weren't for the fact that this person's background is too strong, and he is a big brother in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, his reputation would have been discredited long ago.

Even so, he finally pretended to repent in front of the public and the media for a long time, and donated a lot of money to charities to cover up the storm.

"No disease, look over there, isn't that Hong Kong's young female singer Chen Bisong?" Xia Xue glanced across the field, and suddenly found her target. Then he pulled Fan Wubing to show him.

"What kind of jade girl?" Fan Wubing looked at Xia Xue's finger and recognized the person, so he said contemptuously, "It's just, she sings much uglier than you, don't you?" I know, in fact, her previous job was to make tertiary films."

"Third-rated movie? Why haven't I seen it?" Xia Xue asked blankly.

Although they have lived in the United States for many years, it is naturally impossible for Xia Donghai and his wife to let their daughter watch these things. No one had explained the concept of movie ratings to her, so Xia Xue basically had no concept of the tertiary movies that Fan Wubing said, but seeing Fan Wubing's look of contempt, she had an intuition that this was not a good thing .

"This problem—oh, it's not suitable for children—men and women. Rolling around naked—you came back from the United States, why don't you even have this common sense? I really admire you— —" Fan Wubing explained it hesitantly, and he felt a little embarrassed, but you can't ask Xia Xue to look it up on the Internet.

The current Internet is only in a few university laboratories, and Aunt Baidu and Google have not yet appeared in this world. Whether it is to inquire about some professional knowledge. Or find some hot video clips, but there is no way to start.

"Oh, I really miss the Internet age!" Fan Wubing shook his head regretfully. Suddenly Fan Wubing felt something was wrong. It seemed that his body was a little cold, like the feeling of a frog being stared at by a cobra. He turned his head and found that Xia Xue was staring at him. There seemed to be something murderous in his eyes, and he couldn't help but asked a little timidly, "Why do you Are you okay?"

Seeing that Xia Xue was still staring at him without speaking, Fan Wubing suddenly reacted, thinking that it must be caused by this tertiary movie. Probably every naive little girl hopes that the goddess image in her boyfriend's heart is only herself! Even if it's YY time!

But between the two of us, there is really no such complicated and entangled relationship between men and women! Fan Wubing shrugged his shoulders, he said emotional matters are really troublesome! So he turned his gaze over and saw that there was a small snack on the table, so he picked up a fork and forked a small piece, and handed it to Xia Xuedao, "Xiao Xuemei, please turn your grief and anger into appetite!"

"Puchi, you think I'm a pig!" Xia Xue was amused by Fan Wubing's serious expression, and said to herself that after dinner just now, you let me eat dessert now, isn't it making people gain weight.

However, the dim sum at the dinner party is indeed quite attractive. Seeing that Fan Wubing had already killed three pieces like no one else, Xia Xue couldn't help but tasted it, and found that the taste was really unique, and it must be the chef of a five-star hotel. Come out to boutique.

Not long after, Wu Zhi Xiaoji also came in, looking well-dressed, this fellow quickly found Fan Wubing and Xia Xuedi's place, and ran over to sit down. Since there was no invitation letter, Wuzhi Xiaoji was brought in by the staff. Seeing that he actually had acquaintances in the venue, the staff who came in with Wuzhi Xiaoji simply re-arranged the seat for him. The number plate of the person sitting next to Fan Wubing was placed on another table.

There were a total of six guests sitting around a table, Fan Wubing, Xia Xue and Wuzhi Xiaoji occupied three seats. There is another guest who is a middle-aged man, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looks bookish all over his body. As for the remaining two seats, no one has come yet.

Wu Zhi Xiaoji is quite gentle in front of outsiders, especially when he sees the middle-aged man sitting across from him, he feels that he can't lose his place. Also sat down properly.

So this table is a bit interesting. The middle-aged man with glasses and Wu Zhi Xiaoji sat staring at each other without saying a word, while Fan Wubing and Xia Xue were eating snacks while talking and laughing. , the contrast is so stark.

Seeing Fan Wubing looting the six plates on the table one by one, Wu Zhi Xiaoji felt that his saliva secretion became more and more vigorous, so he couldn't help asking. "Fan Sang, is this dessert so attractive?"

"Try it and you'll know." Fan Wubing politely took Wuzhi Xiaoji's plate, and gave him a lot of it.

"Yoxi, yoxi!" Wuzhi Xiaoji praised with a smile after taking two bites, "Fan Sang, this dim sum is much better than the ones I ate at your house!"

"Nonsense! My mother made the ones at home, and the ones here are made by chefs. Can they be compared together?" Fan Wubing suddenly said very displeased, "My mother's dim sum. Looking at the world, it is also You, an outsider, have tasted it, don't you still feel dissatisfied?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Seeing the boss's displeasure, Wu Zhixiaoji immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and apologized hastily.

Think about it too! Although the dim sum made by Fan Wubing's mother, Zhang Mei, was not as good as that made by the chef of the five-star hotel, she was still a county-level cadre! Even if this county-level cadre is worthless, then. As the mother of Fan Wubing, who holds a pivotal position in the world's financial world, this weight is too heavy!

How happy and lucky to be able to taste the dim sum made by the mother of billionaire Fan Wubing himself!

Wu Zhi Xiaoji immediately realized his mistake, and slapped himself lightly on the face twice in great pain, begging Fan Wubing to take him with him when he goes home next time. And swore that he would be proud to eat the dim sum made by Zhang Mei. This honor is more precious than him being honored by His Majesty the Emperor.

"Okay, okay!" Fan Wubing was amused by Wuzhi Xiaoji, and said with a light smile and waved his hands, "Your mouth is becoming more and more unreliable! If you stay in China for a few more years , I guess you can talk about cross talk!"

"Are you Japanese?" The middle-aged man with glasses opposite was a little surprised. Then he asked Wuzhi Xiaoji.

This charity dinner. It is mainly held for some powerful and enthusiastic public welfare bosses from Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and mainland China. It is actually a sponsorship party. Therefore, no foreigners were invited to participate before. If Wuzhi Xiaoji hadn't gone to the organization and said that he was willing to sponsor 2 million RMB to the other party, he would not be an exception.

Therefore, when the middle-aged man with glasses found out that Wuzhi Xiaoji was actually a Japanese, he immediately felt very incredible. One must know that Wuzhi Xiaoji was the only non-Chinese in the venue!

Could it be that this guy is in an unusual situation? The middle-aged man with glasses shook his head, unable to understand.

It was Wuzhi Xiaoji who started the chatterbox and chatted with the middle-aged man with glasses.

After a while, there were finally people in the two vacant seats, a man and a woman, not too old, just in their twenties, wearing big sunglasses that covered half of their faces, I can't tell whether it's beautiful or ugly, and both of them speak in English, talking non-stop like no one else.

But what the two said is a bit unreliable. The general idea is that the two went to the hotel last night and spent the whole night. Too outdated and so on.

Originally, the two of them thought that their London suburban accent would not be recognized by others. After all, most of the people who participated in this kind of event were upstarts, and very few of them could speak English. Among the audience, three of them had not been back from the United States for a long time, and another middle-aged man with glasses seemed to be well versed in this.

As a result, the expressions of several people were a little weird and a little wonderful.

"Oh, ****! Meeting such two ghosts is really disgusting!" Fan Wubing couldn't help but said to Xia Xue after being forced to listen for a while.