In this society, keeping a low profile is king. Only by keeping silent can you make a lot of money. Those bad guys who bravely stand up and raise their arms and shout will only become the target of public criticism and be severely stepped on by more powerful capitalists.
"Second place, No. 23, raised 350 million for charity!"
【Fuck! Didn’t you get the first place despite spending 350 million? Isn't it too scary? 】
After announcing this, the host paused deliberately and glanced at all the male guests present.
Not to mention the person involved, even the host was extremely surprised.
He clearly remembered that the last record was only 130 million. However, in the past month, it had soared to an astonishing number of 350 million. But what was even more terrifying was that 350 million was only 130 million. Only finished second.
The host glanced at the numbers on the paper again, and then took a deep breath.
"The first place winner is No. 9, who raised a total of 500 million yuan!"
"coax!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole dance immediately became excited. Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, unable to believe that what they just heard was true.
The twenty-nine maids in the waiting room even exploded.
"That's 500 million yuan, a full 1.5 billion yuan more than the second place. Isn't this shady operation too obvious?"
"You're stupid. There must be something shady here. Otherwise, who would dare to spend so much money to bet that No. 9 can win?"
"Who is No. 9? Come forward and tell the sisters whether there is any shady story."
A group of masked fox girls began to look around, but they couldn't find a clear target at all.
No. 9 sat quietly in his seat, never saying a word.
"Stop looking for it. Even I can't know it."
"That's right, let me tell you, don't show any weakness, just choose your own Prince Charming, take care of him when the time comes, and you won't have to be their doll anymore."
"Yes, I won't be lenient tonight anyway. I will only pick out the Prince Charming with the most money. Don't try to rob it from me."
"Tch, that's a beautiful idea. Who wouldn't want to be tall, rich and handsome? Others are not stupid."
…
"No one is allowed to speak!"
At this time, the foreman suddenly shouted, and the scene fell silent instantly.
The foreman heard that the dance music had started, so he quickly shouted: "Sisters, your chance to show off has come, hurry up, follow up."
As soon as the words fell, the door to the waiting area opened, and the graceful and slim figures filed out one after another as the foreman waved.
A prince wearing a white tuxedo and a mask walked to the side of the stage. The moment he put his fingers on the piano keys, his fingers suddenly began to dance, and then a classic world-famous song "Croatian Rhapsody" rang in everyone's ears.
Along with the crisp and melodious rhythm of the music, a group of fox girls in maid uniforms rushed out from the backstage, and then started to dance in the center of the stage with brisk steps.
Dance steps were whirling on the stage, and a group of men came to the stage holding red wine glasses, trying to identify who was contestant No. 9 through their dance moves.
But as the rhythm became faster and faster, the flying figures seemed to merge into one at this moment. The twenty-nine maids on the field all had almost the same figure, making it difficult to distinguish them.
For a moment, the twenty-eight men seemed to be trapped in a fantasy world. They tried to search for the characteristics of player No. 9 in their memories, but all they got was dazzling, and even the beautiful woman they needed to pay attention to. Features also become blurry.
Bai Zhe stood at the forefront of the stage with his arms folded, always examining the hearts of every fox girl with his eyes.
[Look at my figure, whether it is graceful or not, I will definitely be able to charm many princes charming. 】
[Where is my prince? Why do the people below all look the same? What should I do? 】
[Although I have only raised 50 million in donations, tonight I am going to find the richest one. 】
[Someone is willing to spend 500 million for me. This is so scary. I’m so nervous. Don’t make any mistakes. 】
Suddenly, a graceful figure in the back row attracted Bai Zhe's attention.
Bai Zhe raised the corner of his mouth, it seemed that it was her tonight.
As the last note fell, the men in the audience rushed forward and took the maid's hand one by one, trying to find the mysterious No. 9 based on their first instinct.
Bai Zhe stared at the beautiful figure just now, passed through the bustling crowd, and walked straight towards her.
"What's your number?"
Bai Zhe asked.
"I……"
[I am number nine, but the rules don’t allow me to tell you. 】
The other party panicked for a moment, and was so frightened that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Bai Zhe held him tightly.
Hearing these words, Bai Zhe directly hugged No. 9's small waist without saying a word.
Gently approaching her ear, Bai Zhe smelled a fresh violet fragrance and whispered: "Don't move, I am the person you are looking for."
After saying that, he pulled Fox Girl No. 9 towards the audience.
At this time, most people have found the person they like, and then the music starts again, accompanied by the dynamic "YouGatMeDa"
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g" dance music, everyone started to step on the beat in pairs and dance face to face on the dance floor.
Bai Zhe and Bai Zhe were closely touching each other during the music, swaying and smiling to the rhythm of the music.
Although Bai Zhe couldn't see the other person's expression, from the fleeting profile, the arc on her face betrayed her heart at the moment.
In fact, it is very pitiful for these women who have become famous by being vases. Most of them come from famous families, but they sell their souls for money and have to force a smile when facing unknown men showing love.
Living alone in a small house of more than ten square meters, even if the supplies they use easily cost tens of thousands or millions, for them, having these is the greatest comfort in their hearts.
But for now, she is happy. She is enjoying the short-term spiritual joy after forgetting about money and material things.
It is not difficult to predict that within the framework of the following activities, it will be difficult for her to gain and feel satisfied. What she will get in exchange is just a shell tool for capital utilization.
After a passionate dance, Bai Zhe pulled No. 9 to the seat opposite him and sat down.
"Why are you so sure that No. 9 must be me?"
Putting down the mask, No. 9 finally revealed her true face in Lushan. Indeed, this face looked very pleasing to the eye.
I have to admit that No. 9 has accepted this fact and is a little pleased with the Prince Charming in front of him.
After all, after waiting for a month, it was a very lucky thing to be noticed by such a tall and elegant young man like Bai Zhe.
Although all the men present are attractive in their own way.
But the intuition in her heart told her that the prince charming opposite her was destined.
Bai Zhe also took off his mask and put it aside, smiling: "Because the smell of your body attracted me."
To be honest, this is indeed the case.
At this time, many people also put down their masks. When they found that they were not the people they needed to make friends with, the men did not show much disappointment.
It's just to earn less commission, which seems to be more important to the prey in front of you.
No matter how big the bosses were shouting behind them, it didn't matter anymore. They just wanted to spend the night with the pretty lady in front of them.
In the venue, many cameras were focused on Bai Zhe, and many wealthy people who did not want to appear in public were furious in their respective rooms.
"Who is this person? I want all his information!"
"Damn it, as long as he dares to sleep with No. 9 tonight, I will expose him. It's best to give him a life where he can't take care of himself!"
"Boss, this is against the rules and will be punished by the organizer."
"Don't tell me this. If I lose, who can afford the compensation?"
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In another mysterious box, an invisible rich man picked up his mobile phone and stood bleakly in front of the big screen, observing Bai Zhe's every move.
"Ha, Bai Zhe, I never thought I could meet you here. It would be nice to just get it, but it's him."
"Boss, do you want to take action?"
"No!"
The mysterious rich man raised his hand and said: "This man can't move. Let's get people to evacuate. It's no longer necessary."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
The assistant picked up the phone and sent a text message: "The operation has changed and the mission has been cancelled."
At this time, on the bridge above the river, a mysterious killer wearing black night clothes put down his binoculars, glanced at the text messages on his cell phone, and without hesitation, stood up and began to dismantle the firearms in an orderly manner.
After packing everything up, he threw the black leather box into the river, and then he jumped up and saw a figure falling vertically from the bridge. He was about to fall to his death on the bridge, but he quickly opened his arms.
It turned out that the night suit he was wearing was a flying wing suit. It quickly arced in mid-air and finally fell into the water with a pop.
The dance was still going on, and no one noticed the slight movement on the bridge 3,500 meters away.
"May I ask, what is your name?"
No. 9 lowered his head, tugged at the corner of his clothes in embarrassment, bit his lip and said, "I can't tell you yet."
[My name is Han Lu. I can’t tell you until I get to bed. 】
Bai Zhe smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, let's find a quiet place, it's too noisy here."
Han Lu nodded slightly, then stood up and put his hand into Bai Zhe's, and he pulled him towards the elevator door.
A shocking banquet in the world, the slightest bit of red lips makes people pity.
Bai Zhe changed his mind now. He didn't plan to follow the rules tonight. After entering the room, he directly put the bath towel on the TV cabinet.
Du Jingsheng, standing in front of the big screen, frowned: "What does he want to do?"
Facing the disobedient Bai Zhe, Du Jingsheng felt a little uncomfortable.
[Damn it, I spent money, why don’t you even let me see it? 】
In fact, it doesn't matter whether Bai Zhe is allowed to see it or not. As long as there is evidence that Bai Zhe and No. 9 are together, he has already won this charity feast.
"Look, I'm not in the mood to flirt with you tonight, it's just a formality."
Han Lu's delicate body lay on Bai Zhe's body, but the words Bai Zhe said were not the love words Han Lu had been waiting for.
Suddenly, a sense of humiliation surged into his heart. Feeling each other's breathing, Han Lu was stunned.
"What are you talking about? I've worked so hard and you don't want me?"
Faced with Han Lu's doubts, Bai Zhe shook his head helplessly.
