With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

Although the L1 area allocated to these bosses and philanthropists is the best, they are few in number and do not occupy much space. The L2 area related to their group of staff is relatively large in comparison.

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

The call was from Wang Yanli.

"Lin Xun, have you arrived?"

"Brother Wang, I'm here, and I'm in the staff area now."

"Oh, that's good. I'm in the lounge now. I came in from the door behind the stage. You should be able to see it from there, right? You can come and get ready around 10 o'clock."

Hearing this, Lin Xun looked at the stage covered with red carpet. There was indeed a big door in the distance behind.

"I see it, Brother Wang, I'll come over later."

"Okay, that's it, watch the time and don't delay."

"Well, don't worry."

After saying that, Lin Xun hung up the phone.

Lin Xun and Deng Hui found a seat near the front and sat down.

As time passed, the number of people in the gymnasium gradually increased.

A graceful female host in gorgeous clothes walked to the center of the stage.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

The female host's voice came from the loud speakers around.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

"Dear guests, everyone, I am very happy that you can come to the scene and contribute your own strength to the charity in Haipu City. I would like to express my gratitude to everyone here!"

After saying that, the female host bowed and then looked at the lines in her hand:

"We have also invited some well-known philanthropists and famous entrepreneurs in China. First of all, let us welcome them with warm applause-"

"The most influential director in China-Wang Yimou!"

"Wow!"

The scene instantly boiled up.

Deng Hui also stood up excitedly.

"Are you kidding? Wang Yimou is actually attending this charity event? Shouldn't he be preparing for his upcoming new movie? Damn it!"

Wang Yimou is so famous. As the number one director in China, his works have a guaranteed box office of over 100 million yuan. Almost everyone present has seen his movies.

The familiar peaked cap, the slightly longer white hair on both temples hanging down beside his ears, the iconic dress, it's really him.

Then he took the microphone handed over by the host and said in a low voice:

"I am very happy to be invited to participate in this charity event. I will take the lead in my personal promise to donate 10 million yuan for this event!"

"Fuck!"

"As expected of a big director, he is really rich. Did you hear that, Axun? He donated 10 million yuan casually!"

Deng Hui stared at the stage.

"Why are you so excited? It's not donated to you. Why are you shouting?"

Lin Xun was speechless and hurriedly pulled him to his seat and sat down.

"I have to find a chance to ask for an autograph later!" Deng Hui stared expectantly.

Wang Yimou on the stage said this and walked to the exclusive seats in the L1 area with two assistants behind him and sat down.

The host continued to look at the card in his hand and began to read:

"Okay, let's invite the next outstanding charity representative of this city, Mr. An Miaoxi, who has won the title of "Ambassador of Love" for three consecutive years and is the president of Huancai Light and Shadow Company!"

"I didn't expect Mr. An to come to this charity event. It's really an eye-opener!"

Excited discussions from others came from the side.

"The micro-film "Regret" shot by Huancai Light and Shadow Company last time was so good that it made me cry. It is said that Huancai Light and Shadow Company is about to go public and is co-producing a new movie with Wang Yimou. The future development is incredible!"

"It's okay that the company is strong, but the most important thing is that General Manager An is also very nice. She has donated over one million to the foundation for three consecutive years. Otherwise, how did she get the title of "Ambassador of Love"?"

"......"

"I didn't expect to see an old acquaintance again, Lin Xun, your ex-girlfriend."

Deng Hui pushed Lin Xun in a funny way.

"Brother Hui, stop joking."

Lin Xun smiled awkwardly and looked at An Miaoxi on the stage.

An Miaoxi was dressed very formally today, exuding the style of a female president. She was followed by a female secretary.

An Miaoxi obviously saw Lin Xun at a glance and her eyes fell on him.

"Hey, I see if An Miaoxi is looking at you?" Deng Hui also noticed it.

"Don't talk nonsense, you're seeing things wrong."

After An Miaoxi took a quick look, she quickly took the female secretary behind her and sat down in her seat in the L1 area.

The host introduced several well-known entrepreneurs one after another, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

"Next, we will invite aMysterious guest, this guest may feel a little unfamiliar, but I believe many people have read his book "Tracking Shanghai Strange Cases" published this year. "

As soon as this was said, the scene was immediately filled with noise.

"What's the situation? Deng Hui, have you read this book? I see that everyone's reaction seems to be very excited?"

Lin Xun looked at Deng Hui next to him, and his expression was similar to that of others, with a look of shock on his face.

"Oh my god, Xun, don't you usually read novels? Even if you don't read novels, don't you read the news? This book "Tracking Shanghai Strange Cases" is a mystery book. Once it was launched, it became popular on the entire Internet. It is said that the monthly manuscript fee for this book alone exceeded 10 million. I am also a fan of his books!"

"He wrote this book very well. Even some old criminal police have publicly praised this book before, saying that some of the logic written in it is very real, and the events in it seem to be the same as if they really happened."

Lin Xun was also very surprised when he heard this, and then said: "So this person is a well-known writer? "

Deng Hui shook his head: "That being said, he has only written this one book. I guess he may have other main jobs. He himself once said in a book review that this book was just written for fun when he was bored."

"Let's welcome Chen Rui with applause!"

The host shouted loudly.

A tall and thin man walked slowly from the left side of the stage to the stage. He wore a pair of round-framed glasses, had a mushroom head, and walked forward with his front half slightly bent, which looked very strange.

"Is this Chen Rui? ! It's completely different from what I imagined."

Deng Hui frowned and looked at Chen Rui who was walking slowly on the stage.

"I thought the person who wrote such a book should be tall and strong, with a fierce face, but he looks like a dead otaku!"

"Otaku is otaku, do you have to add the word dead? "Lin Xun said speechlessly.

But this Chen Rui did look very strange. Others walked onto the stage with sunny smiles on their faces, but he was the only one wearing round-framed glasses and had a very cold expression.