Still, Wait For Me

Xu Tingsheng sat back down and looked for an opportunity. He sneaked a finger table and whispered, "Is this, an international model, expensive? How much?"

Jin looked at him every other time and asked, “Night? Not yet.”

Xu Tingsheng sighed and said, "I mean, she was at our event, and the appearance fee was high, right? ”

“Oh," King thought, "it seems free. ”

“Free?”

“Yeah, I don't know who she is. How can you afford it? Just after talking to the model brokerage firm, they volunteered to say they had a big reputation to be a special guest, free of charge. I think since it's for nothing, don't do it for nothing. ”

“ …… ”

Things seem a little weirder.

You don't like me, do you? Down on your own? Xu Tinsheng fell silently in love with herself and turned back to the way she looked at herself. The taste of play did not seem to be a fan.

By that time, the crew on the stage had moved up the lottery box, which was transparent and contained a half-box number plate.

Perhaps to show fairness and openness, staff deliberately swayed the boxes up and down several times, and people watched the number plates inside take off and flip through the transparent plastic board.

A lot of people saw the same number as they had in their hands, low shouts for a while.

Yu Qinglan did not attend any performances, the original plan was to draw the final prize as a special guest, but because of the insertion, she appeared early.

Hu Sam talked to her about it and hoped that she would be in charge of the whole draw.

Yu Qinglan nodded happily.

With an outsider operating, fairness is obviously much greater.

The staff handed over a blindfold and swimmed on. The standard smile said, "Good luck to all. ”

Pick your hands up in a transparent box and the draw officially begins.

The first prize was almost grabbed by a handful, and someone saw their number plate being grabbed, shouted, put down, shouted, shouted with a sigh of breath and other sounds, which fluctuated.

Generally speaking, people tend to have two conflicting psychology to participate in such raffles, one hoping to be drawn, and the other hoping not to be drawn so early. Because awards are always as late as possible, if you're sure they can be drawn.

A group of people came to the stage to receive the prize.

It seemed that the time had come for people to make a real difference between gold bars and shares. For example, the same small gold bar with a current value of 3,000 yuan, the former is eye-catching and straightforward, but in the long run the potential value of the latter is far too great.

The preparatory group for the annual meeting seemed to have understood this a long time ago, and in the award setting, only a few hundred shares of the $3,500,000 small gold bars corresponded.

In any case, on and off the stage, the scene was almost entirely smiling. Under the circumstances of next year, the gap between 600 and 800 shares, or even 3,000 shares and 5,000 shares, was not so valued. What people really eagerly looked forward to was the attribution of the last few grand prizes.

In 2006, the gold price was still around 150 yuan per gram, and 200,000 gold bars still appeared to have some weight. And that prize for 50,000 shares brings together almost all the enthusiasm.

The number tag is still in the box, and I'm still looking forward to it.

If you already have the prize in your hand, there is only one hope left, and the person waiting to win the prize in the end is the bosses of the company. Hu Sam, He Yan Talk, Xu Tiansheng, Jin.

It is the practice of many corporate annual meetings that the general boss wins the grand prize donation. In the stars, only these people can shout, "Donate, donate. ”

And it's in everyone's interest whether to divide it evenly, smoke it again, or retain it as a benefit.

Unfortunately, they were disappointed.

Hu Shan, He Yan Talk and Xu Tiansheng were all just a few thousand shares. Without much haste, they announced on the spot that they would be included in the one million shares next year. The old gold was drawn a ten thousand yuan gold bar, and they also donated to offset the coffee money of the next office.

The lottery continued, Xu Tiansheng began to panic because the number plate on Xiang Zheng's hand had not been drawn.

There is an illusion dominated by the powerful fortunes of the Volkswagen!

“The first product in the world, is Volkswagen here again?... I knew in my previous life that I had persuaded Miss Xiang to buy the lottery ticket. ”

“It would be embarrassing if Xiang Zheng caught it! Although the number tags were randomly taken and the draw looked bright, people often suspected that the spirit was strong and wondered what the problem was? ”

Xu Tiansheng tried to explain to Xiang Jiang first, hesitated for a while, still didn't say.

Looking at the state she enjoyed, her eyes filled with anticipation, her nervousness, her participation was too high. Xu Tinsheng can't really say that you have chosen to donate, okay? That's so hard.

Miss Xiang's own luck is better left to her own discretion. Born again, with such a foundation today, Xu Tiansheng would never do anything without forcing Miss Xiang.

If she did get it and was happy about it, then what's the point of the rest?

A middle-level employee and an ordinary employee took away a large gold bar worth 200,000, and there were not many number cards left in the box, Hu Chen announced: "The prize prize will be released soon. ”

Everyone held their breath.

Yu Qinglan's hand stirred hard in the box several times, hesitating to twist...

She purposefully took her time, and the next one on the stage jumped, but didn't dare speak.

Finally, she grabbed a number card...

The deck happens to be flipped outwards.

Downstairs is a lament.

Xu Tiansheng glanced at him and closed his eyes helplessly.

137.

“Who's 137?” Hu Sam asked.

Miss Xiang stood up and shook the number card in her hand.

“Ma'am? ”

“Ma'am! ”

“Boom...”

Shout out, then out of the blue, full applause.

It seems that this grand prize ended up with the little boss's wife, the most acceptable result that everyone would like to see.

Starman's love for his own little boss's mother does not look fake, and compared to which colleague around him took the prize, it is envious and jealous, as if it was condensed by Xiaoxiao, the starman's common family has to go, is the best result.

“Please… come onstage to claim the prize.” After all, Hu Sam is a senior, decent, not good to call the little boss in front of everyone, the sex is not named.

Xiang Gang looked at Xu Tiansheng. Xu Tiansheng smiled and said: "Go, don't be afraid. ”

“Mmm.”

The whole process of putting the item on stage was accompanied by applause.

No objection was raised.

The equity book of 50,000 shares was in hand, and Yu Qinglan stood on Xiang Zheng's shoulder and spoke for a while. Xiang Zheng then took the initiative to look for Hu Sam next to him and asked for the microphone, turning around to face the stage.

It seemed a little nervous, but the smile was bright, generally calm and generous.

“Hello, everyone, I am a condenser.” Holding the microphone in one hand, she shook her hand and greeted the young boss with a bright smile.

On and off the stage, all the stars responded enthusiastically.

“Hello, little boss! ”

“The little boss is so beautiful. ”

“ …… ”

Xu Tiansheng was completely helpless.

“Finally, I see you all.” Xiang Zheng made a sincere statement. The star person has been invited once before. She has also been instilled in herself as a star person. She has long accepted and endorsed it from the heart.

Therefore, Miss Xiang had already spoken to Xu Tiansheng several times before, saying that she wanted to come to the high seas, but Xu Tiansheng did not arrange it.

It wasn't easy, this time it finally happened.

Then, Miss Xiang, who held the equity book, said a word that was extremely comforting to Xu Tiansheng, surprised and surprised everyone else, but also a little embarrassing, some embarrassing.

“Well, why don't you call it a donation?” Xiang asked seriously.

“Ah? This...” The next piece of the table is difficult.

Xiang Zheng is the youngest person in the scene, if his identity... It doesn't seem to count, hundreds of people under the stage said to themselves, "How embarrassing, according to theory, you should all be spoiled, right?

Xiang Jie is still that Xiang Jie. She seems childish and childish. In fact, she removes the innocent, kind and tolerant side. She is also intelligent and thought-provoking. Many things, if you think about them, you can understand them. If you don't touch them, you can understand them.

Regarding the handling of this prize, Xu Tiansheng did not say that she thought of it herself.

“Yes," Xiang Jin continued, “Uncle Kong, Uncle Ho, Uncle Hu, and that person...”

“The man? Who is it?” Downstairs is a joke.

“Well, that's Xu Tiansheng...” Xiang Zheng was somewhat embarrassed and the voice was cute.

“Shh...” This whistle came out.

Xiang Jiangzheng calmed down and said: "Whatever they smoke, you will call for it to be donated. I smoke it, you don't yell, but I'm going to donate it too... I'm more than them. ”

Speaking of which, Xiang Zheng stopped and looked around, as if he wanted to ask Hu Sam how to donate this.

Without an answer, she thought to herself and said again: "Donate to everyone. Well, that's it. ”

After this sentence, the microphone and the equity book were stuffed in Hu Sam's hands. Miss Xiang put her hands behind her back and expressed her firm attitude in body language: the little boss is generous, if you say donation, donation will never be recovered.

Nice laugh, and then what? Downstairs is a mess.

Hu Chen on the stage first cleared his mind, laughed and picked up the microphone and said: “The little boss said donate, so donate. I'll arrange to distribute it evenly to everyone, everyone has it. ”

He yelled at the little boss's wife, and added: “The little boss's wife is her own family, don't be embarrassed. ”

Near the microphone, he said, "Yes. ”

That's right: from your own family.

A crisp word, flashing under the stage, applause, shouting...

“Long live the little boss. ”

“Long live the stars. ”

“Gather the stars. ”

“Gather the stars. ”

“ …… ”

50,000 shares, a hundred and dozens of people average score, and each hand is actually a few hundred shares, but everyone on the scene is as excited, happy, and happy as Li Lonely took more than 400,000 shares...

“It's better than my heart!” Xu Tiansheng sighed a little lost.

Xiang Zheng smiled and waved away. Hu Sam announced: eat, drink.

“Oops, actually, it hurts a little, isn't that worth a lot of money?” Leaning secretly on Xu Tinsheng's shoulder, Miss Xiang regained the look of her little money fan and whispered some grief.

Xu Tiansheng comforted him and said, “By the way, are you coming next year? ”

“Well, come on.” Xiang nodded resolutely, his eyes glowing.

“So, can I talk to you about something? ”

“What is it? ”

“Can you or won't you not participate in the lottery? ”

“Ah, why? … I can donate when I get it. I don't, I'm going to smoke...”

“… smoke then.” Xu Tiansheng immediately compromised, only muttered in his heart: it is true that he has drawn a donation, but if next year, the following year... you always win the grand prize, how do you explain?!

Although I don't really believe in those face-to-face theories, Xu Tiansheng still has the feeling of having to accept them at this time. With it, there is some fear that the situation will actually arise.

“Oops, I don't necessarily get it, don't worry. I want to play, okay?” As if she knew what Xu Tiansheng was worried about, but could not understand why, Miss Xiang said delicately.

Xu Tiansheng nodded, unable to tell Xiang Jie. Although he was very willing to believe that this was coincidence, Uncle now there is really a delusion completely dominated by the powerful fortune of Volkswagen.