Hu Yantang's abacus played very loudly, not only gave Teresa Teng the title of "Queen of Charity", but also got a big red fluffy cloak and a bright white crown, and put a ribbon on her, dressed as if she had won the Miss Beauty Pageant championship, and then let her sit on a very beautiful light gray wooden chair.

The reporter of "Overseas Chinese Daily" on the side took out his camera as soon as possible, and took photos of Teresa Teng "click" and "click".

Hu Yantang looked at Teresa Teng who was taking pictures there, glanced at Huo Yaowen, Ma Zhongxiang and others who were sitting beside him, his eyes rolled, a touch of cunning flashed, he coughed, and said indifferently: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Fang, Mr. Ma, why don't we take a group photo together?" ”

Ma Zhongxiang glanced at Hu Yantang, did not agree directly, but turned his head to look at Huo Yaowen and said, "Mr. Huo, what do you think?"

"Since Boss Hu has said so, it's okay to take a group photo. Huo Yaowen said with a smile, he came here, what about taking a group photo.

"That's great!" Hu Yantang was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and greeted the guests around him, saying that he wanted everyone to take a group photo, which was to commemorate the successful holding of the "Hexing White Flower Oil Charity Gala".

Considering that there were a lot of guests who came to participate in the charity gala, it was not easy to take pictures if they all stood in a row, so Hu Yantang arranged for the owner of the Hong Kong restaurant to find something that could cushion his feet, and soon, the waiter of the restaurant found a number of long benches of different heights.

The stool was found, and the group photo personnel were almost arranged, and the matter of who would sit in the main seat became a problem again.

However, under everyone's shirk and apology, Teresa Teng, as the "Charity Queen" selected by the Hexing Baihuayou Charity Gala, was pushed to the main seat by everyone and sat down, Huo Yaowen and Luo Qiaozhen sat on her left side, and Dean Ma, Fang Chengmin, and Xiao Chenghan sat on the right side.

The rest of the people either sat around them or sat in the back, and some small players in the pharmaceutical association stood in the back.

More than 30 people who took a group photo, all sat down under some careful arrangement.

The reporter of "Overseas Chinese Daily", who temporarily acted as a photographer, held the camera and did not press the shutter for a long time, and he suddenly said: "Mr. Huo, you lean next to Miss Deng." ”

It turned out that the reporter found that there was a little distance between Huo Yaowen and Teresa Teng, and I am afraid that the photos will not look good.

Hearing this, Huo Yaowen moved to the side, and Luo Qiaozhen and the others also moved.

"Good!"

As soon as the reporter arrived, he only heard a "click", and the picture was frozen in the camera.

This photo was published by the "Overseas Chinese Daily" the next day, and under the reporter's kind words, Hu Yantang was touted as a generous donor who donated money to many charities in Hong Kong, Teresa Teng was also rendered as a "charity queen", and the improved Hexing white flower oil filled most of the newspapers, but it was a charity party that should have been written, but it became a supporting role.

It can be said that Hu Yantang's abacus was very accurate, and as soon as the newspaper was published, the sales of Hexing Baihua Oil rose gradually.

However, the increase is not particularly high, but decades later, this group photo of everyone was disclosed on the Internet, which led to a sharp increase in the sales of Hexing white flower oil in the mainland.

Among them, it is not only the influence of Huo Yaowen and Teresa Teng that has caused the most discussion among netizens, but it is Hu Yantang, the boss of Hexingtang.

A charity party to promote products, an ordinary group photo, which accommodated the four major charities in Hong Kong, the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, Po Leung Kuk, The Community Chest of Hong Kong, and the Hong Kong Charity Education Foundation.

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After the party, the guests gradually dispersed.

Teresa Teng found Huo Yaowen, who was about to go back: "Mr. Huo hasn't seen you for a long time." ”

Huo Yaowen said with a smile: "It's been a while, and Miss Deng's hair has grown a lot. ”

Teresa Teng touched the long hair tied up on her head: "It was the people in the company who asked me to grow my hair, and they said that I looked better with long hair." ”

"Well, Miss Deng looks good with long hair. Teresa Teng had short hair and looked like a tomboy before, but Huo Yaowen didn't recognize who she was at that time. Now I have long hair, except for the face that has not grown slightly, it is almost the same as what I saw in later generations.

Being praised, Teresa Teng suddenly smiled, a smile on her face lingered, and said: "Mr. Huo doesn't know if you have time next month, I couldn't thank you well last time, this time the company arranged for me to hold a month-long singing event in Hong Kong with the Kaisheng Singing Troupe, I hope you can come and see it then." ”

"Okay, if I have time, I'll go to see Miss Deng perform. Huo Yaowen didn't think about it, so he nodded directly and agreed, you must know how many people in the future want to see it, but they won't have a chance to see it.

Teresa Teng smiled and said, "That's great, I'll have someone send tickets to Mr. Huo's charity foundation at that time." ”

For Huo Yaowen, Teresa Teng is sincerely grateful, if she was still well-known in Taiwan before, then there is almost no much popularity in Hong Kong at all.

But after singing "Sweet Honey" at last year's charity performance, not only did the record sell well in Hong Kong, but she herself became popular, and many Hong Kong businessmen invited her to perform and sing.

For this reason, Universe Records arranged a whole month for Teresa Teng, from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island to the New Territories, there were several singing performances in almost every district.

Busy must be busy, but the young Teresa Teng is also enjoying it.

Looking at Teresa Teng's departing back, Luo Qiaozhen glanced sideways at Huo Yaowen, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "No wonder I read the newspaper before that President Huo is the dream of all Hong Kong girls, I think not only Hong Kong, but even Taiwanese girls are fascinated by you a lot." ”

Last year, after Huo Yaowen's "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind" was a big hit, several tabloids also wrote a gimmicky headline "The Dream of 300,000 Girls in Hong Kong" for the sake of sales.

"Okay, don't make fun of me, it's not too early, I'll send you back. Huo Yaowen smiled bitterly, he knew about this, and he didn't take it seriously, but who knew that Luo Qiaozhen said it at this time, which made him feel weird, others didn't know, and he thought he was weird!

After sending Luo Qiaozhen home, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and the ferry on the other side of the pier was also suspended at this time, and Huo Yaowen couldn't see that he could go back, so he turned around and headed for the University of Hong Kong on Pok Fu Lam Road. Since he returned to Hong Kong yesterday, he has not been to the school to find Anna, and today he just took the opportunity to relieve the lovesickness that he had not seen for many days.

Even though Huo Yaowen has been suspended without pay, the old guard who guards the gate of the University of Hong Kong still remembers him, a big celebrity of the school, and he didn't even register, so he directly opened the big iron gate of the school and let the car pass.

"Knock Knock"

When he arrived at the teacher's dormitory building, Huo Yaowen knocked on the door.

"Who?" Anna's voice rang out.

"It's me!"

Just two simple words, at the moment when Anna opened the door with joy on her face, I saw Huo Yaowen quickly stepped forward and hugged her slender and soft waist, and he was so anxious that he didn't even use his hands, and directly closed the door with his legs.

There was a "click", and a strange sound sounded in the room.

A night of fish and dragon dance.

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