At half past seven in the evening, most of the people were already there.

From time to time, someone in the banquet hall would come over to toast, and Mo Yuemian would drink it for her very seriously.

Chu Nian looked at his eyebrows, and between his gestures, he had a gentlemanly demeanor of a British aristocracy, elegant and impeccable.

It turned out that on such an occasion, he could suddenly change from an online game god to an elegant president.

But this elegance comes with innate indifference.

Those who shook his hand, toasted him, and spoke to him, on the surface, seemed to look into his eyes, but in reality they were just passers-by in a hurry.

"God of Ink." Chu Nian took advantage of the time between toasts and pushed his arm: "Did anyone say that you were particularly fake when you laughed?" ”

"Thank you, Madame, for the compliment." Mo Yuemian was not ashamed at all, and even looked at her with proud sideways eyes and said, "I am very satisfied with this skill of mine. ”

……

Shame on the first thought!

Is a fake smile also a skill?

Mo Yuemian seemed to see what she wanted to say from her eyes, and a faint smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "I only smile at Madame with my heart." ”

The first thought was slightly flustered, and his eyes blinked slightly, but he was speechless to refute.

Why do you think that Mo Yuemian now speaks in a set of ways, with a feeling of one pit after another, waiting for her to jump.

The master of ceremonies on the stage just picked up the microphone and started talking, and Chu Nian found a corner and sat down.

Mo Yuemian was still chatting with a well-known president just now, and when she saw that she was not around, she immediately searched for her eyes.

After three seconds, he locked on, grabbed her favorite food, and walked in her direction.

"Hey, weren't you just there?" Chu Nian was stunned for a moment and said, "Why did you come here suddenly." ”

"It just so happened." Mo Yuemian put down the snacks in her hand and sat down beside her very naturally.

"So what happened?"

"Hmm."

Chu Nian pursed his lips and chuckled: "Could it be that creating coincidences is also one of the skills of the Great God of Mo." ”

"Hmm." Mo Yuemian took his hand, habitually put it in his pocket and said, "I have a very high cultivation score for this skill. ”

"Poof—"

Chu Nian chuckled, and was about to tease when the lights of the hotel dimmed instantly.

There was a panic all around.

Mo Yuemian frowned slightly, took him into his arms, and looked around vigilantly.

Generally, there will be no power outages in such large hotels, and if there is a power outage, it must be caused by man-made.

The circle itself is rather chaotic, and some people who have been suppressed for too long are prone to vindictive behavior.

In the next second, a slightly familiar male voice came from the microphone.

Chu Nian frowned slightly, and immediately heard who this voice was.

- Ye Shenfeng.

"Sorry to disturb everyone!" Ye Shenfeng appeared in the corner of the stage side, showing a sinister smile: "Please give me five minutes to watch a PPT, and you will know the major events I want to expose here today." ”

As soon as the words fell, the LED screen in the center of the banquet hall lit up.

The above is a PPT carefully prepared by someone, and even a fool can see that he is talking about the first thought of stepping on two boats.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the ballroom lights came on.

At this time, Chen Qinghuan, who was in the equipment room, breathed a sigh of relief, and their plan was finally successfully completed.

Now all that's left is to leisurely watch how the girl named Bai Hua Drunk makes a fool of herself.

He was so looking forward to it that his blood was even starting to boil!