After this period of contact with Lin Qingwan, Gu Minghe has made a certain improvement on her. He knows that she is far from the outside world. She is just a flower crazy girl.

Gu Minghe felt it necessary to wash the white for her!

Let Lin Qingwan take the place of Gu's family to donate money, and it is still one billion yuan, which also represents his first recognition of Lin Qingwan's identity.

At this time, there were staff on the stage, whispered a few words in the ears of the two hosts, and then ran off the stage.

The hostess held the microphone and said with a smile, "next, please welcome the representatives of the family. Miss Lin Qingwan is on the stage to show her love for the family."

With a few lights focused, Lin Qingwan became the focus of the audience, and Lin Qingwan's picture also appeared on the big screen.

"Isn't she always ostracized by the family, and even wants to be driven out of it? How can it take the place of home donation? "

"Who knows However, I seem to understand that people come here not to pursue the stars, but to donate money with great responsibility. Have you not seen people sitting on the VIP seat all the time? "

Gradually, there were all kinds of comments in the audience. Lin Qingwan also stood up from her chair, and her beautiful face appeared clearly on the big screen.

Although a lot of people have seen Lin Qingwan on various websites and magazines, at that time, Lin Qingwan was covered with thick powder and wore flashy non mainstream clothes. No one expected that the real Lin Qingwan would be so beautiful, even cold and gorgeous, and her look was calm and calm.

She gracefully lifted her skirt and walked slowly to the stage like a white swan.

Yang Mengmeng has been looking at Lin Qingwan's back. Her eyes are red with jealousy.

Not only was Lin Qingwan not punished and scolded by anyone, but also became the focus of the public.

Lin Qingwan stood on the stage. The two hosts immediately came to shake hands with her and asked her to stand in the middle of the stage.

A man in a suit of Gu's got on the stage, holding a billboard printed with Gu's group in both hands, handed it to Lin Qingwan and got off the stage, giving her the position of the only leading role.

In the middle of the billboard was a piece of red tape, which covered the amount of the donation.

Lin Qingwan glanced at the bottom of the stage, put the microphone to his lips, and said with a smile, "you can guess the amount of our family donation this time. If anyone guesses correctly, he will get a VIP card for our family. He will be treated as a VIP in any industry of our family."

Everyone knows that gujia is a large group company, with industries all over all walks of life. There are not only financial and other entity companies, but also many service-oriented large-scale commercial buildings and leisure clubs. The weight of the VIP card is heavy, which immediately excites the audience below and yells loudly.

"I guess it's 80 million!"

"Ninety million!"

"One hundred million!"

Someone in the body summoned up the courage to shout, "I guess it's two hundred million!"

However, after shouting, he quickly lowered his head. It was two hundred million yuan, which was a bit unrealistic. If the family didn't donate so much, he was smashing people's court.

The atmosphere of the scene became very hot. Even Yang Mengmeng tentatively called out a number, hoping to guess the amount of donation. But Lin Qingwan looked at her and shook her head with a smile.

Lin Qingwan felt that it was almost enough, and everyone was aroused. In this way, the most shocking effect could be achieved when the real donation amount was revealed.

She pressed her palm, and the sound of the scene gradually calmed down. Then she put the billboard in her hand on the ground, and in front of all the people, she tore off the adhesive tape on the donation amount.

With a brush, everyone's eyes looked at the past in unison.

"It's a hundred million!" Someone in the audience yelled excitedly, "I guessed right. I guessed 100 million!"

He guessed right, his face flushed, and he was about to get the reward promised by his family.

The man sitting next to him touched him with his arm. "Brother, you're too early to be happy. Look at the zeros carefully."

At this moment, it seems that everyone is counting the zero behind the donation for half a day, and they can't help but stare at each other. This is one billion!

Lin Qingwan picked up the microphone on the stage, with a big smile and a word by word: "yes, we have donated $1 billion to our family this time."! "

the atmosphere seemed to be ignited again, and everyone stood up and applauded excitedly.

One billion, which is an unthinkable number.

The donation of the stars and entrepreneurs together is less than 200 million, a full five times gap.

On the big screen of the stage, the deeds of Gu's group in philanthropy over the years, the passionate music, as well as the touching deeds and sensational narration, all the people on the scene were moved.

It can be imagined that Gu's group will be talked about in a long time, and its popularity will rise to a higher level.

The host asked the people who donated money to the stage for a group photo, but Lin Qingwan walked off the stage at this time. The honor did not belong to her. Then she called Gu mingshe, "second brother, you can arrange for the elders to take a group photo. It is so late, I will go back to school first."Gu Minghe gave a faint hum and hung up the phone.

Lin Qingwan finds Yang Mengmeng who is still in a daze. "Meng Meng, let's go back to school."

Yang Mengmeng looks at the stage with strong admiration, but her identity is too humble. If there is no big change, she may never enjoy this glorious moment.

Out of the hotel, the crowd outside is leaving, even a taxi can't get.

"Qingwan, I call my classmates at school and ask them to pick us up. I still have some influence in school." Yang Mengmeng takes out her mobile phone, showing a bit of pride in her eyes, and finally regains some confidence.

As soon as her voice dropped, a lengthened Lincoln car came over. The skilled uniform driver came out of the cab, opened the door of the back compartment, and slightly bent down to Lin Qingwan, "Miss nine, the second master asked me to send you back."

This is their family member. Lin Qingwan, with a natural sense of dignity, entered the car with her skirt.

Yang Mengmeng, who was just about to make a phone call, was blushing. She could find a car from the school to pick them up, but Lin Qingwan didn't need it at all.

"Meng Meng, are you waiting for your classmate's car here, or are you going back with me?" Lin Qingwan inquired from the car.

Since the appearance of the lengthened Lincoln, the surrounding people looked at it enviously. Inexplicably, Yang Mengmeng had a sense of superiority. She shook her hair arrogantly and walked into the car.

The rear compartment is long and wide, with leather seats, in addition to the coffee maker and refrigerator and other electrical appliances, there are also LCD TVs hanging above.

This is the life Yang Mengmeng yearns for, but it is a fool who has been ridiculed.

Her face ferocious up, the heart crazy cry, the best things in the world, should belong to her! It's her!

The car was walking through the city with bright lights. Lin Qingwan's mobile phone rang and received a short message.

Is the shadow Wei Ao Feng sent an address information.

Ao Feng seldom takes the initiative to contact her. In doing so, it is obvious that there is something important to report to her. Lin Qingwan has an intuition and is definitely related to the blue family.