Chen Dairong's face still maintained a bright smile, so that no one could see that she was actually hating in her heart.

She very much hopes that Pang Jindong can go out of tune or sing a few wrong words, and it is best to fall on the stage, in short, it is good to make a big fool of himself, but Pang Jindong has perfectly interpreted this lingering and sad classic.

The other three people who knew Pang Jindong had different reactions, and Pang Wushuang in the audience breathed a long sigh of relief;

Leng Yu slightly locked his eyebrows, and his curiosity about Pang Jindong and his people became heavier, while Ye Menghan nodded slightly in approval: "I didn't expect him to be very good at singing......

Pang Jindong had just finished singing the last word, Chen Dairong didn't care about the applause at the scene, cleared her throat and said, "Thank you for this gentleman for being able to show his singing voice generously!"

"Thank you too!" Pang Jindong felt himself in a cold sweat, and was about to hand over the microphone to Chen Dairong, hoping that this farce would end.

Chen Dairong didn't look at the microphone in Pang Jindong's hand at all, and asked with a smile: "This lucky audience seems to be in a hurry, is it because he feels nervous or something else?"

Pang Jindong squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Stop talking nonsense, let me step down!"

Chen Dairong turned away from Pang Jindong and announced to all the audience: "This lucky audience will also get a lucky gift, and it is absolutely ......unexpected."

Chen Dairong has a wealth of stage experience, and she deliberately stopped here to fully arouse the curiosity of the audience.

Just as she wished, there was a "boom" from the bottom of the stage, and the fans were excitedly discussing as they craned their necks to look at the stage, wanting to know what the lucky gift was.

Chen Dairong nodded imperceptibly, obviously very satisfied with the atmosphere, and after the noise subsided, she didn't know where to take out an envelope and handed it to Pang Jindong: "These are two invitations to the charity reception to be held at eighteen o'clock tomorrow night, this lucky audience can bring a companion to participate at that time, not only can you get close to me, but also have the honor of meeting a mysterious guest......" Chen Dairong glanced at the scene before continuing: " Allow me to stop announcing who this mysterious guest is, but let everyone know that she is a very popular Hollywood superstar among you!"

The identity of "Hollywood superstar" made Pang Jindong can't help but think of Renedes who is in China, but because he didn't hear Reneny's last words on the phone, Pang Jindong didn't think that Renez would be involved with Chen Dairong, and intuitively thought that the so-called guest was just another singer.

Pang Jindong doesn't take the singer's party as a thing, but the fans in the audience don't think so, they regard these two invitations as great luck, and they let out a "boom" noise again, which is mixed with excitement, envy and even jealousy, as if Pang Jindong is holding a lottery ticket that won five million.

Pang Jindong wanted to throw these two invitations at Chen Dairong's feet, but after thinking about it, he put the invitations away, because tomorrow's drinking party can obviously be a good opportunity for revenge.

What you can't do and say in front of tens of thousands of viewers now, you can no longer have any scruples at that time.

Pang Jindong wanted to step off the stage again, but Chen Dairong, who was still unsatisfied, still refused, and threw out a question that she thought was very important: "I don't know who this gentleman plans to bring to the reception tomorrow?"

Pang Jindong smiled slyly: "You guess?"

"Girlfriend?" Chen Dairong's smile became even more cunning, like a fox that has become a spirit.

"Wrong!" Pang Jindong shook his head and corrected: "It's my sister!"

"Sister?" Chen Dairong was stunned for a moment, not very satisfied with this answer, so she asked jokingly: "Is it my cousin?"

"Cousin, and I have no plans to get married!" Pang Jindong turned off the microphone and said in a low voice: "I suspect that your mother is your father's cousin!"

The audience in the audience burst into laughter, but they didn't know that Pang Jindong was not joking, and he did plan to take Pang Wushuang to this drinking party, and made up his mind to let Pang Wushuang let go of his hands and feet to repair Chen Dairong.

Thinking of the way these two girls were fighting, Pang Jindong's smile added a hint of schadenfreude.

Chen Dairong's self-cultivation today was surprisingly good, she was not angry at all, and threw out another question: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No!" Pang Jindong shook his head and said, "You can sign up, I will seriously consider it!"

Pang Jindong said it completely sincerely, but if Chen Dairong really became his girlfriend, it was not used to love but to be tortured every day in the house, what enema, anal plug, pull beads, leather whips, etc.

It is precisely because of such thoughts that when Pang Jindong said the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help but give people the feeling of gritting his teeth.

However, the audience did not pay attention to Pang Jindong's tone, but only noticed the sentence itself, and laughed again.

Some people think that Pang Jindong is very humorous, and some people think that Pang Jindong's brain seems to be short, anyway, no matter what kind of views they hold, most people are not hostile to Pang Jindong.

Of course, Chen Dairong had no way of knowing that Pang Jindong's true plan was to abuse herself, but when Pang Jindong was also attracted by her charm, a sense of satisfaction arose.

This satisfaction made her heart soften, and she decided to let Pang Jindong go: "I'm honored to be liked like this!"

As she spoke, she took the microphone from Pang Jindong's hand and signaled that Pang Jindong could go down.

Under the complicated gaze of the audience, Pang Jindong calmly got off the stage from the right road, returned to his seat, and then looked at Chen Dairong on the stage with a relaxed face.

Several people sitting next to him looked Pang Jindong up and down curiously, and some even asked directly: "How did you become a lucky audience?"

Pang Jindong said vaguely: "Because of luck, ......"

After a long time, until the audience stopped paying attention to himself, Pang Jindong took a long breath, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said to Pang Wushuang in a low voice: "I have never been so nervous a few times in my life!"

When Pang Jindong just walked off the stage, Pang Wushuang sat upright, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face, not even looking at Pang Jindong, pretending to not know Pang Jindong at all.

At this time, when she heard Pang Jindong's words, she let out a long sigh and said, "Actually, this kind of place is also a battlefield, but it is not the battlefield you are used to......

Pang Jindong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This kind of occasion is not suitable for me at all, it seems that I am still suitable to be a mercenary......"

"This Chen Dairong clearly wants you to embarrass ......" Pang Wushuang looked at Pang Jindong and said with a sad face: "Brother, you scared me to death......"

"Then I want her to be even more embarrassed!" Pang Jindong suddenly turned around, holding Pang Wushuang's soft tightly with both hands, and at the same time looked at Pang Wushuang's face firmly: "Tomorrow I will go to that cocktail party with my brother, you can completely let go of your hands and feet, and you can do whatever you want!"

When Pang Wushuang heard Pang Jindong's words, the gloom just now was swept away, and there was even a little excitement in his eyes: "Really?"

Pang Jindong nodded affirmatively: "Really!"

Pang Wushuang stood up open-mindedly, stood in front of Pang Jindong, and urged: "What concerts are we still listening to, let's go home and prepare now!"

"My good sister......." Pang Jindong opened his arms and hugged Pang Wushuang, raised his head to look at the immature but firm face, and said quite emotionally: "Brother depends on you!"

Pang Jindong didn't have the heart to listen to the concert anymore, and Pang Wushuang's action was too large, which once again attracted the attention of the surrounding audience.

So Pang Jindong didn't say anything more, took Pang Wushuang's hand and hurriedly walked towards the gate, just wanting to leave this battlefield as much as possible.

Fortunately, Pang Jindong didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, but when he left the venue, he happened to hear two mercenaries chatting, and one of them had a cheap expression: "This Chen Dairong's singing voice is really like a natural sound, I don't know if the voice of ** is also like a natural sound!"

Pang Jindong patted the mercenary on the shoulder from behind, and then said slowly: "If I have the opportunity to record her ** voice, I will definitely play it to you...... I'm going to put it on the Internet and get a *** door out!"

The mercenary who spoke thought that Pang Jindong was a fan of Chen Dairong, and suddenly thought that he had said the wrong thing, looked at Pang Jindong nervously, and laughed dryly: "Dong...... Brother Dong, I'm kidding!"

Pang Jindong just smiled, didn't pay attention to the mercenary anymore, and left with Pang Wushuang.

One of the things Pang Jindong is most disgusted by being arranged by others, and today he was forced by Chen Dairong to sing in front of tens of thousands of people by mistake, and the kind of hatred that arises from this is difficult not to vent.

Therefore, since he went home until the next night, Pang Jindong didn't have the slightest intention to do anything else, just speculating about what method Pang Wushuang would use to clean up Chen Dairong.

However, Pang Wushuang didn't reveal anything in advance, and hid in the room all day not knowing what to do, until half an hour before the official start of the reception, she walked out of her room to find Pang Jindong: "Can we go?"

Pang Wushuang put on a gorgeous red evening dress, although it has too obvious Lori style compared with the maturity and sexiness of ordinary evening dresses, which can be said to complement her temperament, but I don't know why it still looks a little weird.

Pang Jindong took a closer look and found that the dress was originally relatively loose, but it seemed to be stuffed with a lot of stuff inside.

Pang Jindong didn't have to think about it to know what was going on, he didn't tell it, and drove on the road.

Pang Jindong was wearing a silver-gray Versace business casual suit, looking very handsome and chic, like a successful person.

It's just that Pang Jindong's masculinity and arrogance are not something that any successful person can have.

The social habits and customs of the domestic society are different from those of Western countries, and there are very few social occasions that require a formal black dress and bow tie, and a high-grade casual suit is sufficient.

The reception was held at the Imperial City Hotel, but not in the main building of the hotel, but in a nearby manor-like courtyard.

When Pang Jindong drove here, he found that there were men in black suits everywhere, nervously patrolling around.

Pang Jindong took Pang Wushuang to the front door, handed the invitation to a man in a suit who was guarding the door, the other party took it and looked at it carefully, and then looked Pang Jindong up and down, and then made a "please" gesture.

This kind of reception is casual and social, so there is no formal opening ceremony, and the invitees will arrange it after they arrive.

Make new friends, chat with old friends, or enjoy the wine and snacks you have prepared.

It's just that in the middle of the meeting, the host of the reception will stand up and say a few words to introduce the guests present.

Since this reception is under the guise of charity, it is inevitable to show some celebrities or celebrities who have collected rags from their homes and sold them to other celebrities or celebrities at a high price.

The people who can appear on such an occasion are either dignitaries or wealthy businessmen, or other celebrities, and most of them are high-class prostitutes.

These women bear the title of socialites and have no other job than shopping, shopping, and beauty, and the purpose of doing so is nothing more than waiting for a price at various parties.

Even if they pretend to be ladylike and noble, they can't hide their filthy nakedness and stench.

As soon as a powerful person appears here, some so-called socialites will immediately surround it, making it look like a cluster of flowers from a distance.

The more shrewd socialites watched from afar, maintaining hypocritical reserves, and taking advantage of men's psychological weaknesses to indulge in the past.

An unknown person like Pang Jindong will naturally not be interested in celebrities, not to mention that there is already a girl beside him, but Pang Jindong does not feel disappointed about this, but is very happy.

Among these vulgar flowers, there is one that is not stained like mud, fresh and graceful and beautiful, with elegant temperament and decent manners, it is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

She is obviously not the same person as those celebrities, she has always maintained a certain distance, and she has not done the same thing.

This flower is Chen Dairong, after Pang Wushuang found out his goal, he walked straight over without waiting for Pang Jindong's command.

What Pang Jindong and Pang Wushuang didn't expect was that due to the appearance of one person, most of the tricks planned by Pang Wushuang were not used.