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  Very Secretary-2257 Fundraising

  Amidst the laughter, Zhuang Guofeng raised his glass and said, "No matter what, let's toast to our classmate friendship!"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Rongqiang's mouth. Wang Hui kicked his feet under the table, for fear that something would happen to him. In his shop, harmony makes money, and he won't mess up for a woman.

   Everyone drank together, and Zhuang Guofeng drank two glasses with Wang Hui alone, not only to show Wang Hui's weight in his heart, but also to apologize for Liang Zijun's rude words.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Wang Hui felt a little puzzled. When Zhuang Guofeng came in, his eyes flicked left and right, but he soon understood that it was impossible for him to be in this position so quickly without knowing Lu Jianhong. , probably the main purpose of this toast is him. Thinking of this, Wang Hui became even more puzzled. If he recognized Lu Jianhong, there would be no reason why he didn't show it in the ballroom.

Wang Hui's guess was right, Zhuang Guofeng did recognize Lu Jianhong, but when he was in the ballroom, Lu Jianhong didn't show up much. He was too busy trying to hook up with Yu Xinru, so he didn't care. When Liang Zijun and Wang Hui clashed He just saw Lu Jianhong, and when he came forward at that time, he could only pretend not to know Lu Jianhong's identity, otherwise his face would really have no place to put it.

  Zhuang Guofeng came over to toast and took the opportunity to express that it was just right and his calculations were good, but he didn't expect that Lu Jianhong chose to go to the bathroom at this time, which made him leave or stay for a while.

  In order to be able to wait until Lu Jianhong came back, Zhuang Guofeng paid respects to each of them one by one. He simply pulled up a chair and sat down.

At this time, Zhang Rongqiang picked up the cup first, and said with a smile: "Wang Hui has been talking about our Chief Zhuang Da, who has been doing well, and has long wanted to flatter and hug his thighs. I have no chance. Today I have to catch up." Hold on, Zhuang Ju, save face."

  Zhuang Guofeng was worried that he would be slapped, and said with a smile: "There is no need to be so polite among classmates. If you need help, just call. Don't dare to deal with big things, but small things will definitely help."

  Zhang Rongqiang didn't hold Yu Xinru for getting together with Zhuang Guofeng. The problem was with Yu Xinru. Instead, he wanted to thank Zhuang Guofeng for waking him up. Although the dream was broken, waking is better than dreaming.

  At this moment, Lu Jianhong came in from the outside. Zhuang Guofeng listened to all directions, looked at all directions, turned around and said with a smile, "Old classmate, I'm just waiting for you alone. I'd rather go through a village without missing a single household."

  Lu Jianhong smiled and said, "There's no need to be so polite."

   "Yes, yes." Zhuang Guofeng picked up his wine glass and walked over, poured another glass for Lu Jianhong, and then said in a low voice, "I've done it, you can do whatever you want."

  The corners of Lu Jianhong's mouth twitched. It seemed that he knew his identity, but it was okay, and he knew how to cover it up, so he smiled and said, "You must drink your classmate's wine."

  Zhuang Guofeng breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. It seemed that Lu Jianhong didn't blame himself too much, and said, "Drink slowly, there will be an event later."

   When returning to the private room, Liang Zijun asked strangely: "Zhuang Ju, isn't Lu Jianhong some kind of vice principal? It's worth waiting for him like this?"

  Zhuang Guofeng stopped suddenly, stretched out his hand and flicked him on the forehead: "You know what a fart!"

   After the wine was over, it was said that there was a charity fundraising event. Lu Jianhong didn't want to participate, but because of the big hat of charity, it was hard for Lu Jianhong to leave, so he had to bite the bullet and follow.

The place is still in the hall just now, but the inside has changed. It was originally a conference room, but now it has returned to its original appearance. There is a rostrum on it, and there are mat cards. Lu Jianhong I saw the names of two people written on it, one named Bian Xiaoqiang and the other named Zuo Zhiwei, and a banner was pulled behind the rostrum, a donation ceremony for leukemia relief. There were actually some media reporters present in the hall, Zhuang Guofeng's energy is really not small.

  Zhang Rongqiang snorted and said: "It seems that Zhuang Guofeng is doing a gimmick again. This kid never misses the opportunity to show off."

  Lu Jianhong laughed and teased, "You just can't understand him."

  Zhang Rongqiang argued: "That's not true, I'm not that careful."

  The rest of the students were talking about it. Where did this come from? The party will be a party, what kind of fundraising, do you think we are all some kind of rich man? A few of the more stingy ones have already retreated quietly, planning to grease the soles of their feet.

At this time, Zhuang Guofeng strode to the front of the rostrum, grabbed the microphone on the rostrum, flicked the microphone, and said: "Students, everyone, listen to me. Today, a fundraising ceremony will be held here. Everyone You know, little Lulu is only 11 years old and has leukemia. All sectors of the society have extended a helping hand to help. We have little power, so we can only do some modest power. Individual power is small, and we can only rely on everyone to act together. We are lucky today Please welcome Mr. Zuo Zhiwei and Mr. Bian Xiaoqiang, Chairman of Hongji Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd."

These students originally planned to leave. Others are sick and do me wrong. However, Hongji Industry is very famous in the capital. The chairman and general manager are present together. After the fundraising is over, if they can build relationships and get some business, it will be of great help Therefore, he put away his thoughts of leaving, and stayed without waiting for the opportunity.

  After a burst of warm applause, Zuo Zhiwei and Bian Xiaoqiang walked up to the rostrum, and suddenly the flashing lights clicked.

   After shaking hands, Zhuang Guofeng said: "Mr. Zuo, please say a few words."

Zuo Zhiwei seemed to be in his early forties, and he was very stocky. He picked up the microphone, tried the sound, and then said: "In the early days of Hongji Pharmaceuticals, the principle was to make good medicines and treat patients. Now Hongji is in Keep growing, let alone violate this purpose. Little Lulu is an innocent and lovely child, and also a brave child, who has been fighting against the disease. In order to race against the devil, I decided to donate 2 million yuan from Acer Pharmaceuticals , I personally donate an additional one million, and in addition, as long as the medicines that need to be used are Hongji’s medicines, they are all free.”

  There was a commotion in the audience. Three million is not a big amount, but whether it is willing to take it out is another matter, and Lu Jianhong couldn't help but nodded.

  Bian Xiaoqiang beside him also smiled and said at this time: "Zuo Dong has already stated that the company donated two million, so I won't repeat it. I will also donate one million. I wish little Lulu a speedy recovery!"

  Some service staff had already held up a pre-printed check sign and came to the stage, and the flashing lights kept ringing again.