Some people have some ideas, he obviously has them, but if they are exposed by others, he will be very reluctant to admit them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThat's because his thoughts, even he knows by himself, are simply incorrect and shouldn't be.

Today, in this venue, the ideas generated in Gao Junwei's mind belong to this category. Therefore, when Pan Xiaoni exposed it to him, he shook his head again and again and said, "Xiaoni, what do you mean by this?" Do you think I'm drinking because those people are courting Zixuan, and I'm jealous? No, I'll tell you, no, I'm sad, you know. It's just that all of a sudden it's sad. I think some people, they get really fast. It's so fast that you can't accept it for a while. ”

Gao Junwei defended himself with slightly alcoholic words.

"People are like that, and maybe one day they will do the same to me. Brother Gao, why do you care? Come, let me have a drink with you, so that you can be brave, and you can go up and speak later. Ha ha. Wang Zixuan didn't want Pan Xiaoni to continue to dwell on this issue, so he motioned for her not to say anything more, sat down and opened a can of beer, and drank it with Gao Junwei.

"Zixuan, are you sick? I haven't woken up from the noon drink, and now I'm drinking again, so be careful that you'll make a fool of yourself when you go on stage. Seeing Wang Zixuan pick up the beer, Pan Xiaoni talked about him worriedly.

"It's okay, the beer is small, it's okay to drink a little less. Hehe. Wang Zixuan smiled, touched Gao Junwei, and drank the aluminum can.

Pan Xiaoni couldn't do anything about them, this was the venue, and she couldn't say anything serious to the two big men in public, so she had to sigh, pouted and sat there with her eyes glared at them.

As for them, seeing that she was angry, especially when they saw her sharp gaze, they all turned their heads and looked towards the door, as if they were looking at something.

"Hey, you guys, turn around. Look at me, don't you dare to look at me, are you empty-hearted? Pan Xiaoni ordered.

"Hehe, Xiaoni, don't make trouble, didn't you see the leader coming?" Gao Junwei responded to her order with a playful smile.

"It's really a leader, the shelf is so big. The meeting started at six o'clock, and it arrived at seven o'clock. Wang Zixuan took a sip of wine and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, six o'clock is the point that was notified to us, and seven o'clock is the point agreed with the leader, what do you know. The leaders of the people are so busy, and now they still come here to participate in such activities, and they don't get overtime pay, they are very hard. You're still complaining. Pan Xiaoni reprimanded them for their disobedience because of this excuse.

No, her statement immediately attracted unanimous comments: "Sycophant." ”

"You guys, huh." They were right, Pan Xiaoni had to admit that she was a sycophant just now, so she was speechless about what they said, so she had to sulk.

While they were joking here, the leader had already walked to a small podium in the center of the venue. When the host of the gathering introduced the position and name of the leader to everyone, everyone applauded his arrival.

His surname is Niu, and he is a deputy mayor of the city, in charge of the city's industry and commerce, and can be said to be the top boss of the entrepreneurs of the Windy City. Of course, everyone did not dare to slack off on his arrival.

After everyone's warm applause, he delivered an impassioned speech to everyone, calling on everyone at the scene to dedicate their love to the left-behind children in Fengcheng City. Subsequently, he took the lead in donating 1,000 yuan to the donation box.

Needless to say, from his arrival to his donation of 1,000 yuan, the whole process was videotaped by a reporter from Windy City TV.

After he finished donating, he was accompanied by the organizers of the sorority and the leaders of the business bureau and sat down at a table.

Next, the representative of the entrepreneur stepped forward to speak. There are three delegates in total. According to their age, they took the stage as representatives of the three generations of entrepreneurs in Windy City to make a brief speech.

The first to come to the stage is the oldest existing private entrepreneur in Windy City, who is over 80 years old, with the support of the staff, trembling and majestic, telling the hardships of the older generation of entrepreneurship and their love for the land of Windy City, and then donated 10,000 yuan to the left-behind children in Windy City, expressing his love.

Next, it was Gao Junwei's father who took the stage. Needless to say, he is a representative of middle-aged entrepreneurs in the Windy City, and after he came to the stage, he also said something touching like the previous one, and then donated 100,000 yuan.

In the end, it was Wang Zixuan's turn. After he went up, he read according to the manuscript, but because he was cramming for the temporary Buddha and was not very familiar with the manuscript, the manuscript was a little stumbling, and it was not as touching as the speeches of the first two. However, this does not seem to have affected the level of welcome to his statement. This can be heard from the applause that followed his speech.

In particular, when he threw a check for a donation of one million into the donation box in front of everyone, the applause was even more intense. Even, the crowd remembered the cheers and cheers.

When he stepped off the podium, he was surrounded by people and cast envious and appreciative glances at him.

Even, because of this, he was immediately called to the side of the city leader and accepted the courtesy of shaking hands with him and taking a group photo. Of course, in this process, the leader inevitably praised him a few words, and Wang Zixuan was naturally humble.

After being received by the leader, he was just about to go back to drink with Gao Junwei, but was stopped by a beautiful reporter from the TV station.

"Mr. Wang, can you accept my interview?" The reporter asked him with a long microphone.

"Yes, if you have any questions, just mention it." Wang Zixuan replied very generously.

"What I want to ask, and I think it should be what everyone here wants to ask, is what is the reason why you suddenly dedicate so much love to those poor left-behind children in our Windy City?" The reporter asked with a smile.

"First of all, I would like to correct your statement that I think there are no big or small loves. It's not that if I donate a little more than others, I will be a little more loving than others. Next, I formally answer your question, why should I give love to those lovely children? Actually, it's very simple, the first reason is, don't we all come from children? What do children need most? It's the love and companionship of parents. Due to financial reasons, these children are not getting what they need, and I feel obligated to help them. ”

After talking about the first reason, Wang Zixuan paused slightly, thought about it, and said: "The second reason is that I myself tasted separation from my father when I was a child. I won't say much about this because it's a personal issue, but I want to emphasize that this reason is the biggest motivation for my donation. Thirdly, of course, as a businessman, I have the ability. When a person has the ability to do something for others, it is natural that we should do something for them. Doesn't need to think too much, does it? Hehe, I don't know if you're satisfied with my answer? (To be continued.) )