The venue was decorated with flowers and splendor.

The venue was large, filled with large round tables covered with tablecloths trimmed with gold trim and tassels.

Yang Fei glanced at it and found that the chair with the brocade forging cushion was already full of people, and it seemed that almost all the invited celebrities had come.

Also, such an important charity gala, whether it is usually true charity or real bloodsucking, should come and show up at this moment, and the attention of Bobo media.

Charity is just like the welfare of employees, even if you are usually extremely shrewd, you still have to be impassioned when facing the media.

"Mr. Yang, please come here, your position is at the front. Du Meiqi was next to Yang Fei.

She walked and swayed, touching Yang Fei from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally.

Walking to the front, Yang Fei found that on the backrest of the front row of tables, the names of VIPs were written in eye-catching yellow characters on a red background at every other position.

There is only one row in front of the table that has this treatment, and the tables and chairs in the back are just for others to sit on.

In other words, those who can sit at the tables in front of them are either rich or rich.

Yang Fei's position is on the left side of the center of the first row.

He glanced at the names of the people on the tables he was holding, and then sat down in his place quietly.

Each VIP is only assigned a companion seat next to him, which is why the name is posted next to the next seat.

Seeing that there was no seat of his own, the mouse sat down on the chair behind him.

On such occasions, there must be no need for bodyguards.

"Mr. Yang, do you want to drink red wine or coffee?" Du Meiqi asked with a flattering smile.

Yang Fei said: "A cup of green tea, thank you." ”

Du Meiqi was slightly stunned, and then smiled perfectly: "Okay, Mr. Yang, your taste is really high." ”

Yang Fei didn't bother to explain.

What to drink is completely personal habit and freedom, what is the difference between high and low?

Moreover, Yang Fei could clearly hear that the other party clearly felt that drinking red wine or coffee was advanced, and the sentence just now was nothing more than a disobedient remark to cater to Yang Fei, but he was too lazy to expose her hypocrisy.

"Yang Fei, the position in the middle is still vacant, I don't know what kind of big man is invited? Is it more powerful than you?"

"He's not coming. ”

"How do you know?"

"Because I just came out of his house, he told me in person that he would only send a secretary to attend the scene. ”

"Huh? You're talking about leadership?

"It's him. ”

"Then why put him in the middle?"

"Even if he doesn't come, his name has to be in the center. It's the rule. ”

Chen Mo pursed her lips and smiled: "It's like the CEO of the Beauty Group having a meeting, even if you are not there, I have to keep the main seat for you." ”

Yang Fei smiled: "You, you're so naughty." ”

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Your tea is here." ”

Du Meiqi came over with tea, and her walking posture should have been specially trained, like willow branches swaying in the breeze.

She walked to Yang Fei's side, bent down, and handed the teacup to the table in front of Yang Fei.

Yang Fei leaned back in the chair and said, "Thank you." ”

Du Meiqi pointed to a beautifully printed roster on the table and said, "Mr. Yang, all the auction items for tonight's charity sale are all on this, and these items are provided by famous collectors and artists in China. Please take a look at it. ”

Yang Fei nodded, not in a hurry to expand it.

Du Meiqi was more anxious than Yang Fei, and took the initiative to help him open the roster and show Yang Fei page by page.

Her fingers are white and delicate, slender as green onions, her nails are long, painted with bright red colors, and her posture is very graceful, and every small movement seems to have been trained in special etiquette.

It is said that a woman looks at her hands, and her hands are not touched by the spring water at a glance.

Yang Fei took a look at the auction items in her hand.

There are a few tables in the front row, most of which are placed with twelve chairs, that is, each table seats six hosts and guests and six companions, but Yang Fei's table only arranges eight chairs, and only four hosts and guests and four companions are seated, so the seats are more relaxed, and it also highlights the difference of the guests at this table.

What made Yang Fei embarrassed was that the other three guests at the same table, he only recognized the leader on the main seat, and the names of the other two people, he had never heard of them!

And the person who can sit on an equal footing with Yang Fei will definitely not be simple, could it be the rich invited by other provinces?

Du Meiqi was still tirelessly introducing the exhibits to Yang Fei, and a clear and sweet voice sounded: "Mr. Yang, it's really you, I saw your back in the back, and I thought I recognized the wrong person!"

"Miss Yang, you're here too. Yang Fei saw Yang Yuying and said with a smile, "Where are you sitting?"

"I'll sit over there. Yang Yuying was wearing a dress, holding her hair in a bun, full of charm, she stretched out her hand to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei stretched out his right hand: "We don't have to shake hands with each other, right?"

Yang Yuying really didn't shake hands with him, but stretched out her arms, hugged him, put her face close to him, and smiled gently: "Of course I don't shake hands." ”

Yang Fei smiled.

At this time, Goodler led a man and a woman over, and looking at the smile on his face, it must have been a distinguished guest.

Sure enough, Goodle led people to Yang Fei's table.

The man was about fifty years old, with early praise on the top of his head, combing the hair next to him in the middle, covering the Mediterranean, and the woman next to him was in her early twenties, as pretty as her figure, wearing heavy makeup, bright red lips, a snow-white face, purple eye shadow, and long false eyelashes on her eyes.

On the chair opposite Yang Fei, the words "Zhang Lifu" were written, and the man sat down on the chair.

Du Meiqi walked over and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Zhang's secretary, right? ”

The woman with heavy makeup snorted: "Who is the secretary? Which eye do you look at me like a secretary? I am Mrs. Zhang! Madame! Do you understand? President Gu, who are you invited? So unsightly? Can't you figure it out in advance?"

Du Meiqi was scolded, although she was wronged, she didn't dare to attack, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhang, please take a seat." ”

"Who's Mrs.? I'm old? Mrs. is the name of an old woman! Just call me Madame!"

"Yes, Mrs. Zhang, please be seated. ”

"Pay attention next time!" Mrs. Zhang lifted the corner of her skirt and sat down arrogantly.

Chen Mo wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he knew that on this occasion, laughing at this time was definitely not right, so he had to endure it.

Goodle hurriedly apologized, reprimanded Du Meiqi again, and said: "Mr. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, we didn't do our job well, I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Lifu had a pair of eyes, never left Du Meiqi, and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, who is this beauty?"

Goodler said: "He is the secretary of our general association, Miss Du Meiqi. ”

"Miss Du," Zhang Lifu smiled, "Good name, good luck." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Du Meiqi.

Mrs. Zhang slapped the back of his hand lightly, and said unhappily: "Darling, she humiliated me as your secretary!

Zhang Lifu had to withdraw his hand and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, let people see jokes." ”

Mrs. Zhang turned around in displeasure and snorted angrily.

At this time, Chen Mo couldn't help but be amused by this pair of living treasures, and burst out laughing.