Chapter 64

Naturally, a lot of invited reporters came to the audience. Not everyone, like Bai Mohan, sincerely donated money for charity. Most people still like this false name.

The public relations department of Tianyun group naturally understands the truth, so it has long communicated with provincial and municipal media.

Flashing light, white ink cold has come down, sit beside Kuang Yi.

Among a group of reporters, a man with glasses is wearing a MMS with low hair. The content of the MMS is just the scene when Kuang Yiyi was walking in with Bai Mohan

The first one is a landscape painting of the Ming Dynasty, which is naturally a product of the host Bai Mohan.

Of course, no one bid with Bai Mohan, but he still paid a high price of 20 million yuan.

In fact, this kind of charity dinner is mostly in this process, generally will take back their own things.

At this time, no one will deliberately compete. After all, this is just a process.

It not only let everyone know their collection, but also donated money, killing two birds with one stone.

If you really meet something you like, most of them will communicate in private.

After all, it's charity, not real photography.

Otherwise, would you like to go to the auction? There are plenty of good things there.

Kuang Yiyi drinks with his head down. It's boring.

Finally, all the auction items returned to their owners, and the Red Cross and the notary office counted out the total amount of donations.

A total of 130 million yuan!

According to different standards, the scale of welfare homes and orphanages that need to be built has been worked out for a long time, so the bidding is also very smooth.

In order to avoid suspicion, Tianyun group did not participate in the bidding, and was finally divided up by two construction companies in Beijing and three construction companies in the city.

Now that the business is done, the next step is the reception.

Since I met Jian Qiu, what about Xuan mantong? It seems that her family is also very powerful, should also be invited.

Sure enough, after staying with Bai Mohan for a while, Xuan mantong came over with her father's arm.

Bai Mohan doesn't know when he hugs Kuang Yiyi's slender waist and responds to the guests' greetings and politeness. Then he sees the father and daughter coming from the opposite side.

Because white Mo Han embraces Kuang Yi's waist, Kuang Yi is a little embarrassed, so he breaks free.

Xuanmantong's father, xuanyubao, is in the medicine business and has a cooperative relationship with Tianyun group's hospital. They chatted with each other.

And Kuang Yiyi seldom meets an acquaintance, so he gets together with xuanmantong.

Looking at xuanmantong with ambiguous expression, Kuang Yiyi blushed and gave her a white look.

Kuang Yi came over and whispered, "I'm playing with him."

Xuanmantong covered his mouth with joy, but he seemed to think of something again. He looked at it in the distance and said with some worry: "it doesn't matter what I think. The key is what your brother Jianqiu thinks."

Kuang Yi bit his teeth and nodded, "I'll talk to him later."

Xuanmantong patted Kuang Yiyi's shoulder, nodded with Bai Mohan, and then walked to the side with her father.

Looking at the slightly unnatural Kuang Yi, Bai Mohan frowned slightly, and then a big hand once again held her slender waist domineering, with a sense of heat coming straight out.

Kuang Yi couldn't help biting his teeth and nodding to him and the guests.

"Expression." Kuang Yiyi suddenly hears Bai Mohan's command, so she has to smile again. Then she keeps smiling

Later and Jianqiu mother and son met again, at this time Jianqiu mood has already calmed down, light and white ink cold nodded.

Bai Mohan could see the unyielding and fighting spirit in the young man's eyes, but he didn't care. He just held Kuang Yiyi's hand tightly

An hour later, the reception was finally over, and the service staff of the banquet hall watched Bai Mohan walk into the president's elevator with Kuang Yiyi's waist in his arms, and then the finishing work.

Entering the elevator, Kuang Yiyi rubbed the stiff muscles on his face, tired, and breathed.

"The performance was OK." Bai Mohan eyebrows slightly pick, the effect of today's charity dinner is good, it is estimated that at this time the capital should know that he has a "girlfriend" thing.

Kuang Yi's mouth twitched. He didn't even have the strength to speak. He gave him a look secretly.

White Mo Han pretends not to see, also did not care with her, the elevator continues to rise.

Finally, the elevator "Ding" to the 66 floor.

They habitually stepped out at the same time.

The next second, the two felt a little unnatural at the same time.

Yeah, it's just not natural.

Because when Bai Mohan and Kuang Yiyi took a step, they all cooperated with each other.

Then, Bai Mohan suddenly found out where the silk came from.

Because he has a clear skeleton, and his slender white hand is still around Kuang Yi's slender waist.Kuang Yi discovered the problem at the same time.

Just now at the party, it was all right. She patronized and pretended to smile, but she didn't remember.

At this time, the big hand seemed to be emitting incomparable heat, straight through the thin evening dress, holding on to her skin.

Kuang Yi suddenly felt an itch on his waist and took a small step forward. "Ha ha, it's itchy."

Just to defuse the embarrassment skillfully, Kuang Yiyi quickly walks to Bai Mohan's president's lounge.

And white Mo Han heard the four words in Kuang Yi's mouth, the whole person is like lightning strike.

"Ha ha, it's itchy." He heard these four words more than ten years ago!

He remembers that when he xiner danced for the first time, it was because she had itchy meat at her waist that she got these four words.

Looking at the flustered incomparable, ear tip all red through the state meaning, intended to quickly walk ahead, white ink cold heart inexplicably tremble.

"Xin'er..." At this time, if Kuang Yi could see the expression of Bai Mohan, he would be very surprised.

Because at this time, the expression of white ink cold no longer cold and distant, but a deep miss and nostalgia.

Kuang Yi opened the door and entered the room, naturally, he didn't hear the voice of white ink.

The girl in sight disappeared, and white Mohan came out of this state.

"Hoo..." Deeply sighed a tone, white Mo Han's face restored a pair of indifferent appearance again, slowly walked toward the rest room.

Maybe just now I thought of that girl again. Bai Mohan's mood is not too high. When Kuang Yiyi changes his clothes, they go downstairs and get on the bus.

Bai Mohan does not take the initiative to speak, Kuang Yiyi is also happy to be quiet, speechless all the way.

Soon, the car arrived at the parking lot of Bai's villa. Kuang Yiyi got out of the car with the box of jewelry.

Looking at the white ink cold to his room, Kuang Yi finally couldn't help saying, "this jewelry, thank you."

White Mo Han stopped, head also didn't return, just waved, "you deserve."

Then he went into his room.

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