Chapter 1209: Charity Evening Party

Because of the time, Barbara wanted to rush over but it was a bit too late. She was filming a new movie on Xiang Yalan's side.

The federal government has made up its mind to incorporate the Xiang Yalan region into the territory of the Federation, and some countries in the Xiang Yalan region are actively contacting the Federation to discuss the matter of defecting.

In order to promote the integration between the two regions as soon as possible, Congress promoted some things about cultural exchange, including jointly filming some movies to promote the concept that the Federation and the Xiang Yalan region have been one family since ancient times.

As one of the hottest actresses at the moment, Barbara also got such work, and it was Lansi's Wanli Film Company's movie.

It wasn't that it was completely impossible to rush back from Xiang Yalan, but it was too hurried and unnecessary.

This charity evening party was attended by him alone, and there was no requirement that he must have a female companion.

In the past few days, the mayor who gave Lansi a cold face had been ruined. The prosecutor investigated more unfavorable things about him, although a large part of them had no actual connection with him.

They were all done by his family or friends, but it cannot be denied that he knew some of the situations, but did not intervene further.

For voters, you know your family members made a mistake, but you don't intervene, this is fucking connivance!

Local protests and demonstrations have started a new round, and the City Hall has been surrounded, shouting slogans to punish the "corrupt mayor," hoping to send him to the trial seat.

Citizens, small citizens, have always been like this. Their channels for obtaining real news are limited. Whatever the media says, whatever the federal government says, they believe it.

This cannot be blamed on them for not having their own opinions. They simply don't have the qualifications to possess their own opinions.

In just one week, this mayor fell to such an end, and other people also felt a bit numb.

Lansi didn't use any unconventional means to deal with him, but this upright crushing method made people feel cold.

Soon, those people who might still have some persistence and ideas in the past chose to bow their heads to Lansi.

Lansi didn't make things difficult for them. They could not participate in the business, but they could not touch the business of other forces in their cities.

The entire Denuozhou was harmonious, and the communication between these dozens of mayors seemed to have become more frequent and enthusiastic because of Lansi's appearance.

On such a day, in early March, the coldest period had just passed, and the footsteps of spring had appeared on the horizon. The charity evening party held every year in Hongshi City began.

Lansi appeared in the tenth position first. As a big figure attending the scene today, he would definitely have a short interview.

This is also a tradition of the local government. They need to promote more concepts of doing charity through the media, or rather, they need to become more hypocritical, but also more exquisite and good-looking.

Today Lansi changed into a pure white suit. The pearl fluorescent white collar gave him a noble temperament, plus a small amount of accessories, collar buttons and cufflinks, and that bright red ruby ring on his hand, which embellished his extraordinary aura!

Himself in the mirror was perfect, with the maturity and steadiness of an adult, and also a handsome and flying side. He raised his eyebrows and was suddenly a bit emotional.

Time is the second magical trace left on him. Looking at the completely different self in the mirror from ten years ago, he was suddenly a bit melancholy.

Time, years, age, are always things that people want to grasp most, but can't grasp no matter what.

He shook his head. He would also grow old like ordinary people, eventually lying on a hospital bed, recalling his life, and then slowly closing his eyes, everything returning to absolute "nothing."

He walked out of the room. The weather today was good. There had been no snow in Denuozhou these past few days, and the moment the sunshine fell on him, it was very warm.

Although time is cold, cruel, and ruthless, there is meaning in the process from birth to death, and it is wonderful.

Even if these existences will eventually be erased.

"It's okay.", Ma Duoer opened the car door and looked around vigilantly, always standing in the position where danger was most likely to appear.

Lansi sat in the car and smiled at him. "No need to be so nervous."

"Maybe it was just your illusion a few days ago."

A few days ago, Ma Duoer told him that he felt someone was tailing him, but Lansi had someone do some processing, and didn't find anyone tailing him. Everything seemed exceptionally normal.

He had different cars follow behind the motorcade, as well as a little further away. Those people didn't find any car following the motorcade for a long time. Each car had a normal driving trajectory.

They might follow for a period of time on a road section, but they would leave before long, and the license plates of each car were basically different. They hadn't found anything wrong yet.

Lansi let Ma Duoer relax, but Ma Duoer felt that someone must be tailing him.

Lansi expressed agreement with his vigilance. In fact, he could understand that he is now a typical object of attention in Denuozhou, and many people are watching him.

Every move of his will trigger some people's interpretation. It is possible that someone is tailing him, but he thinks there are not many who can do anything to him.

He has a professional team, a bulletproof motorcade, and unlike those who have no ability to resist, he can also become a pretty good gunman when needed.

Ma Duoer nodded. "Still need to be careful."

He subsequently got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

During this period of time, everyone wore bulletproof vests, including Lansi, who also wore a thin bulletproof vest.

The bulletproof effect of bulletproof vests in this period is hard to say. It can be said that large-caliber rifles that can kill people with one shot, even if wearing a bulletproof vest, most likely won't survive.

In the records of using bulletproof vests, although some people's bulletproof vests were not shot through, the huge kinetic energy also caused the wearer's internal organs to rupture and bleed to death.

As for those bullets that can be defended, in fact, as long as they don't hit the vital parts, they won't cause death in the first place, so it is enough for Lansi to wear a thin bulletproof vest from the perspective of safety.

If someone really uses an anti-materiel rifle to deal with him, even if he puts on two or three bulletproof vests, he will still die when he should die.

The motorcade slowly left the manor. This manor is one of the industries of the Wei De family. After the Wei De family fell, it naturally became one of the foods on the plates of the diners at the table. Lansi didn't really want it, but thinking that he might come here in the future, he accepted this manor, which was not very valuable.

Along the way, Ma Duoer kept observing the situation around him. Lansi didn't stop his current sensitivity and caution. After all, this is a good thing for himself.

Seeing that the location of the charity evening party was getting closer and closer, the pedestrians and parked vehicles on both sides of the road also became more and more.

This charity evening party was held in an opera house. It was about one hundred meters away from the gate, and someone had already come to guide Lansi's motorcade.

A lot of people came to the scene, as well as many reporters and onlookers. For Hongshi City, this can also be considered an important social activity before the beginning of spring.

The money donated today will be used to improve the lives of citizens. The overall amount may not be much, but everyone will have a feeling that benefits have fallen on them.

It is precisely because of this feeling that they will pay so much attention to this matter. No one will pay attention to things that have nothing to do with themselves. That is purely a waste of time!

The gray-haired one was holding a camera and squeezing forward frantically. There were too many reporters here, and everyone wanted to photograph these big figures attending the activity at a closer distance, and it would be best to ask them some questions.

In this hypocritical charity evening party scene, all big figures will become exceptionally kind, unlike other times, when they would be driven away before they even got close.

Today they will very likely answer one or two non-sharp questions, which is enough for these reporters to write a news draft.

So early in the morning, they were waiting here, waiting to occupy a favorable terrain.

"Fuck, what the fuck are you squeezing?", a reporter suddenly gave the gray-haired one an elbow. "This is my fucking position, understand?"

"You came late, you should be in the back!", he stared at the gray-haired one with wide eyes. It was this kid who kept wanting to squeeze him out from behind his back.

Other reporters were also a bit impatient and began to exclude him one after another, and the gray-haired one was very unfamiliar. In the reporter industry, being unfamiliar means having no status.

"Which newspaper are you a reporter for?"

"Do you understand the rules?"

More people joined the crusade against him, and he was squeezed out of the reporter group.

The gray-haired one standing outside the crowd put his hand into his bosom several times, but finally gave up. He knew very well that his task was not to quarrel, fight, or even take out these reporters. His goal had only been one, and that was Lansi.

He looked at so many reporters blocking in front of him, and he looked at Lansi getting off the car. He wanted to try to design, but finally gave up.

Because the crowd was too chaotic, those reporters began to surge forward, and they formed a natural wall blocking between him and Lansi, and they kept raising their arms or walking back and forth, hindering his shooting.

These uncertain coefficients and risks were too great, and Lansi's bodyguards were almost inseparable from his side. He needed a better design position.

He retreated from the crowd, and his companion immediately greeted him. "Didn't take action?"

The gray-haired one nodded a bit depressed. "There are too many people, and it's too chaotic. I'm worried about not hitting."

The opera house is opposite a park, and the buildings on the left and right are also relatively far away. This is not a good "ambush" location. If you don't get close, it is indeed not easy to design.

The team brain looked at the tall entrance of the opera house. "Maybe we should go up."

The gray-haired one also looked up. The door head is very large and connected to the main body of the opera house. It is indeed a good location. "Go and try, but I am worried that the position is too conspicuous. When you stand on it, people below can see you."

"Wait a while, I'll squeeze to the front first."

"These federal reporters are too fucking crazy!"

They watched Lansi walk up the steps behind the human wall, and he also answered some reporters' questions, all of which were non-sensitive questions.

Like those "Do you admit you are a gang leader?" questions, he didn't answer any of them.

At the entrance of the theater, Lansi smiled and shook hands with the organizer, a lady with very good reputation in Denuozhou, and exchanged greetings before Lansi entered the venue.

This lady is a pious believer who donated two churches and is keen on charity.

She inherited a lot of money from her husband. Some say there are hundreds of millions, and some say there are several hundred million. No one knows how much there is, but people say her wealth is still constantly expanding.

Otherwise, how could she become richer and donate more money?

This is clearly unreasonable. People have a lot of discussions about her, but she did do a lot of good things.

However, even so, there are still people smearing her, saying that she is an evil witch, that she uses her wealth to eat children to prolong her life, and also helps other rich people prolong their lives to make money, etc.

When a person is too holy on the surface, those who are affected by them and feel ashamed will try to smear them to make themselves look not so bad.

As for how this lady makes money, Lansi doesn't care much. When a person's wealth exceeds the definition of wealth by humans, someone will naturally help her make money. She doesn't even need to do it herself or use her brain, and wealth can grow constantly.

Entering the venue, staff members immediately came up to welcome Lansi and whispered to ask if he planned to donate some personal items for auction at the charity evening party tonight.

Of course, it is also okay not to donate. The organizer has prepared things for the rich who don't know what to donate for auction, some things that are actually not very valuable.

Maybe it's worth a few thousand dollars, but the rich often give prices several times, ten times, or dozens of times higher to win these things, to express their enthusiasm and generosity for charity.

Lansi put his ruby ring on it, and then the staff immediately registered it for him. In the case of confirming that Lansi had no urgent matters that needed to leave early, they arranged the auction order of the ruby ring in a relatively late position.

The later it is, the higher the price needs to be. Of course, the staff also confirmed this with Lansi in advance, and Lansi also agreed.

About one hundred thousand dollars, not particularly much, because there are at least dozens or hundreds of auction items at night.

Lansi was brought to the front position to sit down. The surroundings were actually quite strange people. They all greeted Lansi very friendly.

To say who is the most prominent here recently, it is undoubtedly Lansi.

Although Lansi doesn't know them, it doesn't hinder him from chatting with these people who show kindness. The atmosphere is very harmonious. Having money, status, and power is like this.

Everyone shows the best side of their humanity in front of you, making you feel that the world is heaven!

Accompanied by more guests coming here, the charity evening party finally began. The lady gave a speech first.

The general meaning is that all donations received from this charity evening party will be used for women and children, as well as the protection of the disabled.

As for how much can be used for those people, actually no one knows.

Deducting the operating expenses of various charity foundations, if twenty percent of one million can be actually used for those people, it is already her very serious work.

In this world, the poor think charity is the last gospel to save them from suffering.

And for the rich, charity is a fucking business!

The auction began. The first item was a necklace her husband gave her, which has very important significance.

After some people warmed up the field, the price reached twenty-four thousand dollars.

At this time, the lady raised her hand. "Fifty thousand."

The whole venue became quiet. This is the final price. She donated fifty thousand dollars through the auction method and bought back the auction item she donated.

Then it was the donations of those guests.

The first item was a wristband woven from unknown materials. Finally, a young girl bought this wristband for two thousand dollars. Of course, she donated it herself.

The prices of the items in front were not very high, but the further back, the higher the price became.

When it was Lansi's side, the guy in front of him had already shouted a price of one hundred and twenty thousand.

This also means that Lansi's price cannot be lower than this number. Of course, he can also be lower than this number, but this will cause a very embarrassing phenomenon.

Federal people don't like to make themselves embarrassed, and don't like to break the rules.

"Next... is a ruby ring donated by Mr. White..."

"Starting price, five hundred dollars."

Soon someone began to bid. Apart from the staff of the charity foundation who raised the price, some people who were willing to support Lansi might also be among them.

They showed that they were willing to chase this ring, which could bring some goodwill to Lansi.

As the price reached seventy or eighty thousand dollars, the bidding clearly slowed down.

Just when Lansi was about to take action, someone suddenly shouted "One hundred and fifty thousand." He looked at that person, a middle-aged man with graying hair, who showed a kind smile to Lansi.

Clearly, he wanted to "perform."

Lansi nodded to him, and then raised his hand. "One hundred and eighty thousand."

Although he refused the other party's kindness, he was also willing to make friends with the other party. When the meeting was over, this person would definitely come to chat with Lansi.

The main auctioneer shouted this price in an amazed tone. There were no other accidents at the scene, and the item finally fell into Lansi's hands...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1210 =====