"Let me introduce, this is Mr. Song Chengfeng, we will perform a magic trick in a while, I don't know what program you have?" Song Feifei had smugness in her eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huang Xiaomi snorted and said, "It's your business."

Zhang Yunqi's body tensed, and he gently pulled Huang Xiaomi's arm.

Tang Wei subconsciously looked at Qiao Mu - the man in front of her gave her a very bad feeling, especially the gloomy gaze, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter to you what we perform." Zhang Yunqi glanced at Song Chengfeng vigilantly and said lightly.

"Really...... After a while, the performance is over, and no one participates in the auction, which will be embarrassing. The corners of Song Feifei's mouth hooked up a contemptuous smile.

Song Chengfeng, the "magician" who had been silent, leaned over and hugged Song Feifei's slender waist with one hand, and said in Cantonese: "Feifei, don't talk nonsense with these unqualified mainland boys!"

At the reception scene, almost everyone knew Cantonese, and many people's faces were gloomy for a while.

"What the hell are you!" Huang Mi straightened his chest and choked.

"Really?" Song Chengfeng had a sly smile on his face, which inexplicably made people shudder.

Seeing that this side was about to fall into a quarrel, An Nuoxi, who had been paying attention, hurriedly came over, smiled and played a round, and in a few words, the tense atmosphere between the two sides was temporarily suppressed.

Qiao Mu admired this woman's methods a little, but he was thinking back to Song Chengfeng's eyes full of meaning.

That glance made Qiao Mu feel extremely uncomfortable.

Song Chengfeng......

Qiao Mu turned on his phone, and soon Lolita found out the identity information of the other party.

A hint of abruptness flashed across his face, and there was also a bit of indifference.

……

At the reception site, it was faintly divided into two circles, one was dominated by Song Feifei and others, and the other was dominated by Huang Xiaomi.

On the surface, it seems peaceful, but everyone can notice the rift and confrontation in it.

An Nuoxi, who organized this charity reception, had an unnatural face, secretly annoying that she had neglected the contradictions between these young people.

From the conversation between Huang Xiaomi, Zhang Yunqi and Qiao Mu, Qiao Mu gradually learned the source of the conflict, which was nothing more than the conflict of interests between outsiders and local natives.

Song Feifei is a member of the Song family on Hong Kong Island, and this family was the leading family on Hong Kong Island during the British period. The people around her are also some local chaebols or family members on Hong Kong Island.

Huang Xiaomi, Zhang Yunqi and others are typical outsiders, even if they have a lot of power and assets, they are still hostile to those local forces.

After all, the cake is so big, and every time there is one more person, you will eat one less bite.

The two sides have been unable to see each other. A few years ago, Song Feifei also put Huang Xiao on the side.

"That's a vixen who eats people and doesn't spit out bones." As Huang Mi spoke, he glanced lightly at the arbor.

Qiao Mu shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was not interested in the woman.

"You'd better be careful of that Song Chengfeng." Zhang Yunqi said solemnly.

"Isn't he just a magician, I heard that it only became popular on Hong Kong Island this year." Huang Xiaomi said disapprequires.

"I also think something is wrong with him." Tang Wei said.

Zhang Yunqi frowned lightly and said, "His identity is not so simple, not to mention that you don't know that Song Feifei's woman, without absolute certainty, it is impossible for her to take the initiative to come over and demonstrate with words." ”

"Hey, I dare to sing on stage, what are I afraid of!" Huang Xiaomi's face is fearless.

……

Qiao Mu listened silently to the conversation of several people, and during this time, several people also came to greet him and exchange business cards.

His business card was prepared by Tang Wei for him, in addition to the title of vice president of "Wei Yu", he also has the name of the owner of "Qiao's Tavern".

It's a pity that although the tavern has become famous in Dingbei City, no one knows about Hong Kong Island, thousands of miles away.

The soothing music gradually became exciting, and the cocktail party reached a critical point and a charity auction began.

The first is An No-hee, who sang an old song from the past, which is still beautiful.

Her singing microphone was photographed by a young man for 360,000 Hong Kong dollars, which was a good start.

Then a young man took the stage, playing and singing a song, and the guitar was auctioned off by another person for 120,000 yuan.

……

Most of the people who came to participate in this charity reception were young people, and it was originally because it was easier for young people to communicate with each other, so An Nuoxi did not care about the contradiction between the local faction and the foreign faction.

There are more than 20 people listed as guests, and some people are several people who cooperate to perform a show, which is not slow.

It didn't take long to arrive at Song Feifei.

She gracefully stepped onto the stage, picked up the microphone and smiled: "I have no talent, and I am very self-aware, so I invited my friend, Song Chengfeng, a magic genius known as the 'Dark Hand', to perform a magic trick, of course, I am his deputy." ”

There was a burst of good-natured laughter at the reception, and some people shouted things like "Fei Fei is too modest". Obviously, there are a lot of locals here.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Huang Xiaomi's round little face had undisguised disdain. She could guess what the other party meant by "self-knowledge", which was nothing more than knowing that she was going to sing and taking the opportunity to mock her.

Zhang Yunqi frowned and looked at Song Chengfeng, who came to the stage.

She served in the military department and knew more things than a few people, but there were some things without evidence, which were inconvenient to say after all.

Song Chengfeng performed a poker magic trick, and the movements in his hands were not fast, but no matter who looked at it, it always made people feel drowsy, and in this case, it shrouded his magic tricks, which were not very brilliant, with a veil of mystery.

Among the crowd, only Qiao Mu's eyes remained clear.

"I see." There was a flash of clarity in his eyes.

The performance ended quickly, Song Chengfeng stood on the stage, raised the playing cards in his hand and said, "In this charity party, I will take out this pair of Taoist playing cards for auction." ”

An No-hee took the stage and presided over the auction.

The first person to make an offer was Song Feifei, who bid 100,000 yuan.

It's not uncommon for people to pay for things from friends at charity receptions, so it's no surprise to others.

After she made a bid, someone else quickly bid, and within a few minutes the price was raised to 300,000.

The price left some people stunned.

Although it is not nice to say, the so-called charity cocktail party is actually more of a networking party, and everyone can show some money, but too much will be ridiculed in private.

When the auction price reached 300,000 yuan, it stopped somewhat.

Qiao Mu looked sideways and saw Song Chengfeng, who was standing in the corner of the stage, squinting his eyes, his lips trembling, and a vague "qi" came out of his wrist.