Seeing this situation, Zhuo Qinfeng's assistant Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly ran over to help Zhuo Qinfeng find his glasses, and with a "click", Qin Yue looked down, impartial, and stepped on Zhuo Qinfeng's glasses.

Originally, Zhuo Qinfeng had already seen the glasses lying not far away, but unexpectedly, Zhuo Qinfeng rushed over, Zhuo Qinfeng didn't have time to stop, he had already completely smashed the glasses lying on the ground obediently.

Zhuo Qinfeng looked at the assistant Zhuo Zhuo viciously, a brainless thing! Success is not enough, and there is more than failure! Zhuo Qinfeng hurriedly apologized, and helped Zhuo Qinfeng brush the dust off his knees with a smile, but the dark red stains of the white trousers soaked in blood were like a magic spell around Zhuo Qinfeng, lingering.

"Please award the guest - Zhuo Qinfeng, President of Wisdom Real Estate......" The host once again urged Zhuo Qinfeng.

Zhuo Qinfeng looked at the podium, vague. Excellence helped him to the podium, and told President Zhuo to pay attention to safety and be careful of obstacles under his feet. Excellence sent Zhuo Qinfeng to the entrance of the podium, but was stopped by the staff, and Excellence watched Zhuo Qinfeng walk into the podium and walk towards the host as usual.

Zhuo Qinfeng stopped beside the host, there was no trace of a smile on his face, he was ruthless to the end, but his domineering side leakage was enough to shock the entire party. Assistant Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo Feng breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Zhuo Qinfeng arrive at his destination. He was glad that the audience was completely shocked by Zhuo Qinfeng's aura, and did not notice the blood stains on Zhuo Qinfeng's knees.

Just as the host handed him the microphone, he asked Zhuo Qinfeng to introduce himself. There was a scream from the background, which resounded through the sky.

Zhuo Qinfeng was startled, the microphone fell to the ground from his hand, and the host was calm and unusually calm, smiling and picking up the microphone.

"President Zhuo's appearance is responsible, and even the microphone is bowed under his trousers...... "The host played a round, and the audience looked down on the trousers that the host said, and the participants of the whole party laughed.

The host realized that she had made a mistake and should not have focused the audience's attention on Zhuo Qinfeng's dirty pants, she immediately changed her words, and then asked Zhuo Qinfeng to introduce herself.

Zhuo Qinfeng picked up the microphone and looked at the audience, his eyes naturally exuded a kind of charm, he never spoke, enough to conquer a large audience, the legendary youngest president of Zhuozhi Real Estate in China, the real person is more convincing!

Zhuo Qinfeng cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak, when the magnetic voice sounded, there was a sound of surprise in the audience, don't be too good!

"I'm very happy to participate in the World Architectural Design Competition as a guest of honor, I'm from W City Wisdom Real Estate, I'm -" Coincidentally, at this moment, a second scream came from the backstage "Bastard!"

Suddenly, the audience burst into laughter again. The host looked at the director in embarrassment, and the director rushed backstage in a huff.

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In the backstage lounge, Tong Xiaoyan was excitedly talking with the international singer Yao Jiali, the teacher Yao Jiali on the stage was charming and moving, with a smile on her face, and she was more tender and gentle off the stage.

Tong Xiaoyan has never seen what her mother looks like, every time she asks her father, her grandmother is always resentful, very angry, and always answers two words: dead!

Tong Xiaoyan also asked her aunt Tong Yue, and Tong Yue's words are always exactly the same as her grandmother. Auntie is not very old, only ten years older than Tong Xiaoyan, and she is still a girl.

Tong Xiaoyan looked at Teacher Yao Jiali, who was full of maternal feelings, and she thought: If her mother is alive, she should be the same age as Teacher Yao Jiali, is her mother as gentle and considerate and charming as Teacher Yao Jiali?

Yao Jiali looked at Tong Xiaoyan in a daze and asked, "Tong Xiaoyan, right? What do you want? If it's okay, then I'm going to leave here and go back to the hotel to rest." ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, Teacher Yao Jiali, you're busy!" After Tong Xiaoyan finished speaking, he turned to leave, walked two steps and turned around, and asked Teacher Yao Jiali: "Teacher Yao Jiali, can we see each other again?"

"Oh, of course, next week, I'll go back to W City to endorse a real estate advertisement, and I'll see you there. Teacher Yao Jiali's soft voice made Tong Xiaoyan miss her mother, and miss the mother she had never seen and was no longer in the world.

Tong Xiaoyan was stunned and watched Teacher Yao Jiali leave the backstage.

After Teacher Yao Jiali left, the backstage lounge was empty, and Tong Xiaoyan felt inexplicably sad in her heart, what is her mother? If she was really the same as Teacher Yao Jiali, a few years ago, how could she have passed away early, leaving behind her hard-working grandmother, her young aunt, and her who was waiting to be fed?

Tong Xiaoyan wandered around the backstage lounge, picked up a microphone boringly, sighed into the microphone, and the microphone actually had an echo? Isn't that her sigh heard at the front desk? Tong Xiaoyan was startled, and screamed "Ah".

Tong Xiaoyan put down the microphone, feeling that the backstage was a little dull, the award had been received, Teacher Yao Jiali had already left, and it didn't make much sense to go back to the party site, so it was better to take advantage of the fact that the aunt had no time to discipline her, and walk on the moonlight alone to see the night view of Amsterdam?

Thinking of the bustling streets of Amsterdam and the exotic food on the streets, the dark clouds in Tong Xiaoyan's heart were swept away, and the excitement came up again. She jumped to the back door and accidentally hit the dressing table, Tong Xiaoyan fell on the dressing table, dying of pain, she kicked the dressing table, and scolded "Bastard!" in her mouth! After Tong Xiaoyan called, he found that the microphone on the dressing table was facing his mouth.

The voice must have reached the front desk, Tong Xiaoyan thought about the director's fierce eyes, and shuddered, she had read Sun Tzu's Art of War, thirty-six strategies, and the best strategy was taken. GO!

When the director rushed to the backstage angrily, he saw half of Tong Xiaoyan's back that had not slipped away. He shouted sharply, "Eight lambs, stop me!" The director turned around and asked the two staff members to chase Tong Xiaoyan back, he couldn't leave the scene himself, there were too many accidents today, and if he picked any more trouble, I was afraid that it would cause dissatisfaction among the organizers. The director returned to the entrance of the front desk and stared at the stage, "Huh? Why did President Zhuo drop the microphone and leave? Who offended him again?

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The host asked Zhuo Qinfeng to introduce himself again, and Zhuo Qinfeng said, "I'm from Zhuozhi Real Estate in W City-" At this time, the director was in the backstage lounge and saw half of Tong Xiaoyan's figure in the hit-and-run, and the director scolded: "Wang Ba Lamb!

Zhuo Qinfeng couldn't control his emotions anymore, slammed the microphone hard, rushed out of the party scene, Zhuo Zhuo apologized to the host, and ran out with him.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the voices of condemnation were endless.