Qian Chen returned to his seat and listened to Su Man's summary of the charity night on the stage.

Then I discovered that this year’s donations were not as much as last year’s.

There is still a shortfall of 2.7 million.

So everyone was mobilized to raise donations, one hundred thousand per person, and those who were willing to donate could stand on the stage.

Qian Chen didn't go because he thought this was too low.

It is obviously not for charity, but purely for face, and the charity night has been turned into a program.

In the end, thirty-nine people stood on the stage.

Another 3.9 million yuan was raised for the charity night, making this time's donation more than the last time.

There is a rather interesting phenomenon here.

There's just something wrong with the people on stage.

Under normal circumstances, the group of people with the highest status must stand on top.

This is almost the final group photo.

The threshold for taking a group photo is 100,000 yuan. If you want to go up, just weigh it yourself.

This time it was quite surprising.

Many big names and celebrities didn't even go up.

For example, Zhang Caiwei, who made sure to give Su Man some face before being released, and people like Li Xuexue, Huang Da'an, and Mr. Wang.

The people who go up there are more than one level lower than these.

After the charity night, there will be another interview, all of which come one by one.

Qian Chen was also interviewed.

Facing the host's camera, he highly praised the charity Harper's Bazaar and praised everyone's love.

The host was very happy.

However, Qian Chen finally changed the subject and said:

"Actually, I came here specifically to study this time because I also have a charity fund and want to make more contributions to charity through charity auctions..."

The person in charge of the interview was stunned.

Damn, are you here to cause trouble?

And you told your purpose so bluntly to your face, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?

"I plan to put some paintings up for auction..."

Hearing this, the host almost vomited blood.

Oh, we auctioned your painting for a sky-high price of more than five million, and then you took the hyped painting...

Come and compete with us?

Don't need any more face.

"But the artistic content of my paintings is not high enough..."

As long as you know what it is, it’s only five and a half million.

Your face is given by everyone.

It can make you lose face, or it can make you lose face.

"So I also plan to auction some songs and soundtracks every year."

Only then did the host react.

This guy is not only an actor, but also a gold medal scorer praised by Master Hu Liwei.

He is also known as the youngest gold medal composer.

I heard that Li Yunchun and Yang Mi both approached him for singing dates, and others like Luo Zhixiang also asked him for singing dates, but he rejected them because their styles did not suit them.

There are also many singing appointments from other professional singers.

There are more invitations to score movies and TV series.

But it is basically difficult to get songs or soundtracks from him.

This guy actually wants to sell this thing at a charity auction.

In other words, if you usually go to him, whether he will give you something or not depends on his mood.

And once at his charity auction.

As long as you add money, the song will definitely be yours.

It seems that there are really many singers who will compete for his songs.

Some film projects will not miss such an opportunity. After all, several of the soundtracks produced by Qian Chen have been praised by people.

Everyone in Neon recognizes this soundtrack master.

"I hope that our Guo Jia's charity will get better and better and more formal, and more people in need will be helped." Qian Chen concluded.

His speech is over.

The host refrained from hitting him.

She couldn't cover Qian Chen's mouth and could only smile and agree with Qian Chen.

She didn't remember until Qian Chen left.

Forgot to ask.

Do you lack a host?

In charge of recording interviews, in addition to Fashion Bashar, there is also the Zhalang News team.

The host was unsure.

The video of Qian Chen’s interview just now will definitely not be released by Fashion Basha.

Just cut it off.

But whether Zhalang will let go or not is hard to say.

The cooperation between Zhalang and Fashion Basha was not very pleasant, and several disputes broke out between the two parties.

There is a high probability that Basha will not be given face.

Of course, the most urgent thing now is to tell Su Man what happened. The host can already imagine Su Man's ugly expression.

Qian Chen finished the interview and was about to go back.

There were so many acquaintances at the scene that I couldn’t say hello to them all, so I simply stopped saying hello.

Someone made an appointment to go out for a drink, but Qian Chen found an excuse to turn it down.

How could he go drinking when his parents were here?

It was Anxi's car when we came here, and of course it was his brother's car when we went back...

"What, you didn't drive?" Qian Chen was shocked.

So, you, a domineering CEO, came to attend the most famous event in the entire fashion industry, and you came by subway?

In Su Man's words, you are not fashionable at all.

"I took Mr. Wang's car when I came here, why don't we let him take us home?" Qian Shoudong turned around and looked.

In fact, Mr. Wang has long been involved with the girls.

"Where's your car? Didn't I return it to you?" The two brothers stared.

"I thought you were open." Qian Shoudong frowned.

Brother, your voice is a bit loud when you talk to me.

Look at the way you talked to that little girl just now, the contrast is obvious.

"I left it for you to open. It stopped at the door. Didn't you see it?" Qian Chen didn't intend to take the blame. Could it be that the two brothers had to take the subway back?

"I haven't driven a car for more than a year." Qian Shoudong sighed.

Would a person who hasn't driven a car for more than a year look at the parking space to see if the car is there?

"Hey, Orange, I'm Qian Chen, pick me up at the door." Qian Chen was not happy with the organizer and did not intend to let the organizer send a car to take him home.

If he really did send him, he would probably be embarrassed to organize a charity dinner next year to compete with Fashion Bazaar.

I was kind enough to send you home, but you actually dug up someone else's ancestral grave.

"Sister Qian, ask Qian Chen to go back and pick him up." Chengzi called from behind.

"Then go back." An Qian didn't even raise her head.

Didn't you say you were leaving with someone else? Why did you suddenly ask me to go back to pick you up?
To be continued...