Wang Xiaoan turned his head to look at the fashion editor.

"You just said that if I borrow clothes from you, it is qualified, then I don't know, what grade of clothes am I qualified to borrow?" Wang Xiaoan asked.

The fashion editor still smiled and said that he wanted to see Wang Xiaoan's invitation.

After checking Wang Xiaoan's identity, an extremely shocked expression appeared on the fashion editor's face.

That's it! The CEO of Airstar Media! I'm so much younger than I thought!

"Mr. Wang, except for the three full-size suits that have been booked in advance on the hanger in the southernmost hanger, the rest of the clothes are up to you." The fashion editor said humbly.

Wang Xiaoan smiled, sure enough, it was still the taste of the charity gala he was familiar with! Watch people put on the dishes!

If he is not the CEO of Tianxing Media Company today, but a small director, or a little-known star, or a small director, then I am afraid that there are only one or two low-level suits left for him to choose.

The remaining dozens of suits will be "booked in advance".

And now, after the fashion editor learned the identity of Wang Xiao'an Tianxing Media Co., Ltd., he still said that three suits were "booked in advance".

That means that there will be three men's coffee seats here tonight, ranking in front of Wang Xiaoan!

This charity gala, although it is for charity, for morality, and for helping the poor.

In fact, it's just for this excuse to bring together celebrities, superstars, and wealthy businessmen! Expand your network with each other! Show the superiority of high society!

This kind of occasion, under the guise of charity.

It's actually a vanity fair.

Wang Xiaoan has understood since he was a child.

"Oh, that's okay, but I feel like the business suit I'm wearing right now, it's very business! Very much in line with the theme of this evening! It's just that my secretary needs a change of clothes. Wang Xiaoan said.

"Mr. Wang, don't embarrass me, I just said, this is the brand's regulations...... There's just nothing I can do......" the fashion editor grimaced.

Wang Xiaoan sneered, what brand regulations? It's okay to deceive those celebrities who haven't seen the world! Can you deceive him Wang Xiaoan? This kind of person who has been in and out of various high-end parties since he was a child?

The real reason is just the coffee position!

Good clothes are reserved for big coffees first, let them pick them first! Vanity Fair has always been so naked.

"Oh, then I want to tell you that for this party, we Airstar Media plan to donate 10 million donations, and my secretary, Miss Li Ruyun, will take the stage to carry out the donation ceremony...... Now, do you still think she's not qualified? Wang Xiaoan asked with a smile.

"One...... Ten million? The fashion editor's face changed dramatically.

"Yes, if she can't go on stage because of the inappropriate clothes, we won't donate today, anyway, next month, there will be a charity party hosted by GT People magazine! We'll donate again at that time! Wang Xiaoan said.

GT People Magazine is a sworn enemy of Vera Barra, how could the fashion editors tolerate this 10 million "donations" flowing into their homes.

"Good! Mr. Wang! I'm going to make an exception for you! You asked Miss Li Ruyun to choose an evening dress! Choose any of them! Just pick! The fashion editor smiled flatteringly.

Wang Xiaoan sneered, thinking to himself, this guy, why don't you say that the brand has stipulated it now?

"Hehe, that's why I hate charity galas." Wang Xiaoan scolded in a low voice.

"Mr. Wang, what did you say?" The fashion editor didn't hear Wang Xiaoan's words clearly, and he was still flattering and humble.

"Nothing." Wang Xiaoan waved his hand.

Li Ruyun was so happy that she chose those dresses and skirts one by one.

"Ru Yun, after you change your clothes, go to the seating area of our company and wait for me! I'll go somewhere else. Wang Xiaoan said.

Hearing this, Li Ruyun was suddenly a little disappointed.

She originally thought that she would immediately ask Wang Xiaoan to help her hold the clothes in the fitting room, but she accidentally saw her body, and then sparked such a drama!

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoan fulfilled her wish, just to reward her for her hard work, and did not have any special ideas.

Wang Xiaoan walked to the front of the stage alone with his hands behind his back, and then was attracted by a golden wheat field behind the seating area.

The golden piece looks very beautiful, and these wheat don't look like fake props.

There were more than a dozen people who looked like migrant workers, with white towels around their necks, sweating and planting the wheat.

There are probably hundreds of thousands of wheat in this wheat field! It seems that they are all these migrant workers, and they are inserted into the ground one by one with manpower! It's been a lot of hard work!

The organizers went to such great lengths to get an artificial wheat field out because the theme of this charity gala was to raise funds for farmers and uncles who suffered serious losses of wheat crops in flood-stricken North China.

The idea is very good, but these migrant workers who are planting wheat are too tired!

Moreover, Wang Xiaoan saw that a member of the organizer in a blue suit was crossing his waist there and scolded angrily: "Give me a little sharpness of my hands and feet!" Pay you peasants so much wages! I can't even do the simple and essential work of planting wheat in the field! Are you all waste? If you can't finish it before the party starts! You won't get a penny of your wages! ”

An elderly peasant uncle straightened his waist with great effort and explained: "This is obviously the fault of the bosses, who only said that they want to plant an artificial wheat field, how can we know about such a big project!" Today, we are allowed to start work, more than 500,000 wheat, we plant from morning to night! Didn't eat a bite of food! My waist is about to break! ”

The man in the blue suit ran over, kicked at the peasant uncle, and scolded, "You old dead thing! That's a lot of, isn't it? Isn't it just for you poor peasants who are dragging society back to raise money and then give it to you? Let you do some rough work and complain, what a shameless old thing! ”

The old farmer who was kicked didn't dare to squeak, and continued to work with his head down, but Wang Xiao'an saw that his tears were rolling in the corners of his old and wrinkled eyes.

Wang Xiaoan's brows suddenly furrowed.

The answer to that question, which I didn't say to the fashion editor just now, appeared in Wang Xiaoan's mind.

Why does Wang Xiaoan hate this kind of charity gala?

Because it's all in the noble name of the poor!

In fact, the organizers of the charity gala, and even the celebrities and businessmen of the "upper class" who came to the scene, were purely disgusted with the poor and loved the rich! Extreme contempt for the poor!

There were so many guests around, all of whom saw the scene of this man in a blue suit humiliating and kicking the peasant uncle, but no one came up to say a word for the peasant uncle, but they all looked at these migrant workers working with disdain, and were ashamed to be in the same venue with them.

But when the party began immediately, when they came to the stage one by one to speak, they would put on an extremely hypocritical face, crying and shouting that the farmers in the disaster area should not be afraid, and they would be with the victims.

Then don't donate a penny, give yourself a lot of heat, and a kind and socially responsible person.

Since he was a child, Wang Xiaoan has attended countless charity galas with his mother, and he has seen too many of these hypocritical two-faced people!

At this time, the man in the blue suit was still yelling and scolding the peasant workers who were working, pointing his fingers, like the landlord overseer in the old society, and he was about to hold a leather whip in his hand!

"Hurry up! Especially that shameless old thing! Hands and feet are sharp! You still want to get kicked, don't you? The man in the blue suit yelled.

Wang Xiaoan walked over and patted the man in the blue suit on the shoulder.

"Hey! You've gone too far! This old uncle is old enough to be your grandfather! You speak with a little respect. Wang Xiaoan said coldly.