Liu Xiyue put on her sunglasses and finally became proud and said with great reserve: "It only accounts for 10% of the shares, and it is not a boss."

Song Baojun said ah and said, "I think that store is quite large, and it's not possible to get it if it's millions. If you own 10% of the shares, at least a few hundred thousand, you're quite rich. It's really enviable. If anyone marrys you in the future, it's a trivial matter."

The tone was full of yearning, and I kept admiring.

It was obvious that it was a compliment, but Liu Xiyue felt very uncomfortable. It was true that a store had millions of dollars. The problem was that Liu Xiyue’s capital was more than that. She owned 10% of the shares of Mengzhixiong General Company. In terms of the huge assets of tens of millions, how could a store compare?

This is the asset invested by her parents in her name, which is legally entirely her own, although these things have always been handed over to financial experts in her parents' company.

Seeing Song Baojun's eyes shining and his whole body was so excited that he could not help himself, Liu Xiyue suddenly felt like she was looking at the blind man. She wanted to roar loudly: "Sitting on my luxury sports car that was millions of dollars, I said that I only have hundreds of thousands of dollars!? Can you have some common sense?!"

Back at the auditorium, the performance had begun. A total of 3,500 students poured in, filling the auditorium with dense heads.

The first, second and third rows of seats in front of the auditorium are exclusive seats for important figures, mostly school leaders, leaders of invited units, and managers at all levels of Huangying Company.

A seven-person scoring team consists of Vice President Wei Mingliang, Dean of the School of Broadcasting, Zhou Manjiang, Dean of the School of Music, Gu Qiang, the famous agent of Huang Film Company, Xiong Yunyun, dance performance artist, Wang Jinjian, Chazhou TV program host, and Cui Xiaojun, a literary and artistic critic of "Sheng Toon Tree" magazine, are responsible for rating the staged programs and rating the rankings for awards.

Six cameras were set up on site to shoot the party in all directions and multi-angle shooting. The city TV station sent professionals to assist and prepared to select more prominent programs for broadcast in the future.

The first one to appear was the large-scale team dance "Youth Dance". Twenty men and women wore thin and exposed clothes and swayed on the stage, making various combinations of rhythmic beauty. Although a guy fell a big butt at the end of the music, he still won applause.

The second show to appear was the soprano solo "Yungui Plateau", with a clear and high voice. Although the last sentence "That is Yungui Gaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyao

The backstage was very enthusiastic, and the actors who were about to go on stage were very nervous. The students who were not in the show were crowded behind the curtain to watch.

All members of the Iron and Steel Group asked for leave today and were practicing more during the day. Su Linheng paid out of his own pocket and invited a dance teacher from the Academy of Art to guide the shortcomings of the team at a price of 200 yuan per hour. It is important to ensure that he can do it higher, faster and stronger when performing on stage.

The clothing of the Iron and Steel Group is also sponsored by Su Linheng personally, and is uniformly decorated with leather jackets, leather pants, and leather boots, deliberately made into a cold and rigid mechanical style.

Everyone is resting now, while Su Linheng is hiding in the corner and busy making phone calls.

"Dad, don't you have a friend who works in "Toon Tree" magazine? Yes, I have something important... No, no, it's really important. I'm going to have a show for the party and show. I didn't lie to you. I really didn't steal. If I don't believe me, I'll show you the party CD tomorrow." Su Linheng whispered to the phone, looking up from time to time to see the movements around him.

"Uh, I really know each other? That's great. There is a judge named Cui Xiaojun, who is the commentator of "The Chinese Toon Tree"... I just want to give a good ranking. If you want your son to win the most popular actor award in the school, then there is also glory on your face, right? OK, you must tell me, that's it, I'm dead, bye."

Su Linheng nodded and hung up the phone, rubbed his swelling temples and continued to search for the next number, and dialed out: "Uncle, I Xiaoheng... Oh, no, I really didn't plan to care about you for money. I've changed my mind long ago, okay? Uncle, I'm serious, have you urged me to have a girlfriend many times? I've fallen in love with a beautiful girl now, dignified, beautiful, gentle and perfect..."

The phone was busy and after a long time of feeding, it finally got through again: "Hey, uncle, believe me, you really don't ask you for money to pick up girls. That's right, the girl has good conditions, and I have a lot of love rivals. I won't hold a party today, and the love rivals challenged me. OK, okay, I'll tell you a short story. I compete with my love rivals on the same stage to compare who has a higher score. Aren't you a graduate of Peking University? You have a good relationship with the leaders of the Arts School. We have a judge, Xiong Yunyun, you must know, yes, help me get angry."

At the same time, Song Baojun was also making a phone call. In comparison, his mood was much calmer than Su Linheng.

"Is Long Ya? It's me, Xiao Song, please help me find someone with courage. Yes, I know you have a big relationship and know more people. You may be punished by the school, but afterwards, you can help ask if you want to. Do you still have the impression of the boys in the School of Mechanical Engineering that we taught a lesson last time? They have a program called mechanical dance. You make some noise when they perform. The bigger the better, and try to make the performances of those boys unable to continue."

Song Baojun continued to call people: "Is the beautiful flower man? It's me. You are so beautiful, why can't you call him? Okay, okay, I have a small thing, it's also the aftermath of the last fight with the School of Mechanical Engineering. That's right, when they perform mechanical dance, you stand up and do whatever moves you can to attract the attention of all the crazy flower girls, and ask the audience not to watch their performances."

He did not dare to call Tu Fen, the instructor of the party chief, because he was afraid of damaging his image as a pure lamb in the other party's mind. Tu Fen has a lot of resources on hand, and it is not worth it to destroy his future for a little profit.

If you call Dean Zhou of the Art Academy, you will have no psychological burden, and you can also use Teacher Tu’s favorite disciple to cheat. However, Song Baojun thought about it and finally put down the phone. As a judge, President Zhou would definitely give himself a high score without any accident, so there is no need to waste such favors.

After the two of them called each other, they felt that they were sure of winning. Song Baojun began to dream of spending 100,000 yuan bets, while Su Linheng was fantasizing about a better life with Guo Yuyan.

He stayed in the corner of the lounge and closed his eyes gently, preparing to contact the Thirty-Two Personalities.

The lounge is a public place, and only the director of the party has a single lounge.

Many actors stay inside and clamor, and classmates who are not in enough powder room also hide in the lounge to make up. Actors need makeup, both men and women. Especially those who care more about their personal image, they have been desperately trying to cover up the shining acne and freckles on their faces with puff powder.

The party is for 3500 live audiences and 200,000 TV audiences. In the future, it will be broadcast by the city TV station, and may face 17 million viewers in the city. If you accidentally make a fool of yourself on the stage, the price will be a bit outrageous.

The lounge exudes a smell of sweat, feet, body odor, powder, perfume, head oil, and a big man from Shandong eats leek buns with scallions. Although the exhaust fan is turning, all the smells are mixed in a small space and cannot be discharged.

Song Baojun has always been an otaku with no willpower. He is very susceptible to external interference. He closes his eyes and pretends to sleep, and never enters the imaginary space.

Su Linheng and others sat opposite Song Baojun's oblique angle, and the two were very far apart.

Against the backdrop of the steel group, Su Linheng kept showing off to the girls beside him, saying a few jokes that were not funny at all, which made the girls laugh and tremble. Su Linheng would occasionally give Song Baojun a provocative look.

As a rich child, Su Linheng is very good at picking up girls. He occasionally takes out the keys of Mercedes-Benz and plays with them, and casually talks about his experiences in Paris luxury goods, which makes the girls' beautiful eyes shine. He can't help but his heart beats quickly when he looks at him.

In fact, Su Linheng doesn’t want to be so superficial, but in this materialistic society, if you don’t pretend to be a fool, people might think you are a fool.

Besides, the Iron Love Saint was really happy. Every time a girl acted coquettishly at him in a cute tone: "Brother Heng, when will you drive us for a ride?" Su Linheng could get great psychological satisfaction.

Guo Yuyan's arrival caused a commotion among the boys in the lounge. The female anchor came with the photographer and editor-in-chief reporter. Su Linheng hurriedly drove the girl around him away, got up and smiled, "Yuyan, are you still busy?"

Guo Yuyan's interview task was completed yesterday. At this time, he could have sat in the director's room to drink tea comfortably, move his jade fingers lightly and press a few buttons. But he always felt restless. It seemed that someone was attracting him at the party. He couldn't help but call a few colleagues to bring instruments and tools to pretend to come.

"Yes, I'll see if there are any mistakes and some photos. You can take a quick photo." Guo Yuyan responded lightly, and couldn't help but look at the otaku in the distant corner.

Su Linheng observed the color and immediately said, "Are you still used to eating Huaiyang cuisine last night? I asked in detail that the restaurant had just hired a master from Hangzhou. It was very skillful and had a very big air. It only made three seats a week. It was a bit of a blessing to have the skill we had last night."

A girl squinted her eyes and smiled, "Brother Heng, when will I treat me to Huaiyang cuisine?"

Su Linheng was chatting well with this girl, but now he suddenly changed his attitude and said coldly: "You are so fat, and you still want to eat? Look at your legs, they are almost thicker than the water tank. Let's go away. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what he meant, and walked to the side with great grievance.

Please, please, please!

~(To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)16-10-07 08:03:25
Chapter completed!