Chapter 826: : Charity Gala to begin soon

It was Ai Weier's secretary who knocked on the door and came in.
She held a red invitation card in her hand and placed it on the president's desk, and said respectfully: "President, this is from Earl Philip. We invite you to attend the charity party at the Victoria Cruise at seven o'clock tomorrow evening."
Who is Earl Philip?
For those traffickers outside Europe who are desperately trying to buy a house, marry a wife, and find a good school for their children to make money by kidnapping and kidnapping, does it matter who is your sister?
But in England, even a beggar begging on the street knows who he is.
It was his existence that allowed the king of the British Isles to have a new generation of heirs.
In ancient China, he was the husband and wife.
In the British Isles, he also has a great influence.
As for what you have done in secret, how much black income you get from it, these are actually not very important.
The important thing is that he will hold a grand charity fundraising party at this time every year.
The people invited must be rich people, there is no doubt about this.
It is also on this day, as long as it is a person who can receive an invitation from Sir Alex Ferguson, whether it is a business tycoon, or a celebrity, a drug maker, a drug dealer, a smuggler of arms----In short, as long as someone has money, no matter he is What kind of profession can be a guest on Ferguson's cruise ship on this day.
There will never be a policeman suddenly showing up, holding guns in both hands and saying: "Hey, the guy who is watching "My Best Aunt", we suspect that you and the thirty-eight young models of last month were collectively robbed. The case is related. Please follow us. It is best to remain silent at the moment, because every word you say now will become a confession."
The money and goods raised at the charity party will be used to give warmth to the beggars who are still wandering on the street and the elderly and other vulnerable groups on the eve of Christmas, so that they can taste the essence of socialism. .
When Piaget holds a charity party every year, it is definitely a gathering of followers. There are many billionaires who are proud to get a party invitation. After all, there are too many rich people in the British Isles to convene them all. Some are picking up more famous ones and spreading invitations.
Presidents of Fortune 500 companies like Yaping Group can of course receive invitations from Sir Alex Ferguson.
In the three years since Ai Weier married her husband, she has to go with her husband every year.
This year, Sir Alex Ferguson’s invitation came again as promised, but her husband was no longer there.
"Oh, things are not human."
Ai Weier sighed slightly in her heart, picked up the invitation card and looked at it for a moment: "Now help me contact the person in charge of the charity party, and say that I will arrive on time tomorrow evening."
"Okay, President."
The secretary nodded, and when he was about to turn around, he listened to the president casually asking: "When the person sending the invitation came over, did he say, who will attend this year?"
"I said. There is the White Umbrella Group, East India Airlines----"
After the secretary said several well-known companies in the British Isles, he paused and said: "I heard him say that there are also David from Blue Group, Jack from Danube Impression, and Ham from Wind Turbine Company."
The groups mentioned by the secretary just now are all serious companies like Yaping Group, with strong financial resources, and they are also the owners of the Fortune 500.
But the names that the secretary said later made Ai Weier's eyebrows slightly frowned.
But didn't say anything.
She was really unwilling to sit with these people and set up a charity event.
David of the Blue Group is the biggest drug lord in England.
Jack, who has the impression of the Danube, is a smuggling of arms.
The Ham of Wind Wheels Company--is an individual who specializes in trafficking in women and children?
These notorious bastards, participating in this kind of charity meeting is absolutely ironic.
On the one hand, it harms people by unscrupulous means, and on the other hand, it donates part of the money that harms people for profit.
Many of the beggars on the street, the lonely old people who have no place to rely on, many people have come to such a tragic end because of these three industries.
However, even if Ai Weier is dissatisfied with the hypocrisy of these people, he knows that Sir Alex Ferguson has difficulties in asking them.
No way, who can make the family rich?
Moreover, when they roll their money, they always use millions of dollars as the unit.
Just last year, it was rumored that it might really be the bad old man of Ham himself. The amount of charity donated could be worth the total amount of several large groups such as Yaping Group.
As for Fenglun Company-it was just a cake shop diagonally across from Big Ben.
There are only seven employees, and the legal representative on the business license is the notorious Ham.
Over the years, the English police have taken away seven Hams of different ages and genders from there.
But in the end they all put them back obediently, just because there was really no evidence that those people had ever trafficked.
This is also the reason why David did not tell him when he learned that Li Nanfang was looking for Ham.
Over there, it's just a small empty shell.
In fact, Lord Philip, it makes sense to invite these notorious people to participate in charity fundraising.
On the one hand, those people are willing to make generous donations, and on the other hand, if they donate a penny more, they may use less of that penny to do bad things.
So even if Ai Weier disdain to "compete on the same stage" with them, but because of the many poor people who need the help of rich people to have a good Christmas, I can bear it.
Big deal, just ignore those people.
After President Ai Weier was silent for a long time and waved his hand, the secretary turned and walked out of the office quickly to make preparations for the president to attend the charity party.
After curbing these selfish thoughts, Ai Weier picked up a document and started working.
In the past, no matter how much her mood changed, as soon as she started working, she could quickly forget about her work.
But now, half an hour has passed, but she hasn't even read the first page of the document.
In front of me, there is always a shadow of a man dangling.
It was her husband for a while.
For a while, it was Li Nanfang.
After a while, the shadows of the two men overlapped perfectly, looked at her affectionately, and whispered, "Avery, I'm here."
Affected by a certain movie, many people will put their hands to their mouths when they arrive at a place they have long been longing for, and shout: "XX, I am here, I see, I conquer!"
Then, he will be slapped on the back of the head by the local gangster: "Nima, you are like a bear, who can you conquer?"
Li Nanfang never did such boring things.
It was not that he was afraid that someone would slap him with a brick after shouting.
I was worried that he was standing at the highest point of the castle and just yelled these words. The understanding brother David is very likely to gather all the beauties including Graf and ask him to conquer----
The setting sun is like blood.
When the wind blew, Yang Qigu's hair was blown, and the white skin beside his ears was exposed.
I don't know what's going on. The skin of Yang's coffin is the same color, but every time he sees the skin behind her ears, he always feels that it is the whitest.
Could it be that it was set off by black hair?
When black and white are set against each other, it shows a different beauty. Can people not notice?
"What are you looking at? Staring at me for so long."
Looking at the extreme west, he didn't know what he was thinking. After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Qigu asked back.
"Looking at the skin behind your ears."
Li Nanfang has always been an upright person, unlike some men who are not promising. He is obviously peeping at the of beautiful women, but he dare not admit it after being found.
"Look at the skin behind my ears?"
Yang Gu coffin stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to lift his long hair, then smiled and asked, "What's so beautiful here?"
Li Nanfang suddenly discovered that when Yang Jiagu lifted up her long hair, her hair flashed white.
But when the hair fell, it was still so dark and supple.
Li Nanfang shook his head and told the truth: "I don't know, but I think the skin behind your ears looks very different. As for what is different, I can't tell."
"Do you want to take a closer look?"
After arriving in the old castle, Yang Coffin did not wake up until four o'clock in the afternoon. He looked very good.
When she washed the water off her face from the bathroom and showed her peerless appearance, not only the male waiters were dumbfounded, but even Graf and the maids were also dumbfounded for a long time.
No one would have thought that Yang Coffin would be so beautiful.
They couldn't think of any language to describe her face and temperament.
Even, all men did not dare to have any thoughts of blasphemy against her.
This made Li Nanfang quite proud. After all, this beauty belongs to him—as long as he wants to, he can get her anytime.
Of course, the premise is that her malephobia must be cured first.
In fact, it is not too difficult to treat androphobia. You only need to find a man acceptable to a woman and use the means of "cannibalization". It will not take long before she can accept a man.
The so-called cannibalization is to touch her little hands and feet first, and then touch her beautiful legs after she gradually adapts. Anyway, now Li Nanfang does not intend to give up Yang Coffin to another man. .
Even if his aunt would emasculate him with a knife in the middle of the night because of this, she would not hesitate!
If you let other men pick such a beautiful beauty, it would definitely be the biggest crime in the world.
Li Nanfang, who doesn't want to commit a crime, currently has no confidence in seeing other parts of Yang's coffin and guaranteeing that she will not fall ill. He only shook his head with a wry smile, and said honestly: "Wait until you find Min Rou."
"It's been almost a day since David went out to inquire, is there still no news?"
"If he has news, he will take the initiative to tell me."
When Li Nanfang finished saying these words, he saw several cars coming from a distance, following the winding small road, to the castle gate.
"David is back."
Condescendingly saw David just getting out of the car, he raised his head and glanced up high. After walking quickly over, Li Nanfang was shocked: "It seems that he has finally found some clues."
"Then I will avoid it first."
Yang Gugu is a very sensible girl, knowing that when a man is discussing business matters, it is best to avoid it temporarily.
Li Nanfang nodded.
When Yang Coffin walked to the top of the stairs, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Li Nanfang, I obviously slept for so long, why do I feel sleepy and tired now?"
"This is normal for people who have never traveled far. It's because of jet lag, unacceptable water and soil and other factors."
Li Nanfang explained: "Since you are tired again, then after eating something, rest early."
"It's not very hungry, I will go first."
Yang Guju shook his head and walked away quickly.
A few minutes later, David came to the small roof at the highest point of the castle and said straightforwardly: "I have the opportunity to take you to find Ham. But I can't guarantee whether he is really Ham."
"where to?"
Li Nanfang raised his eyebrows, and slowly said, "No matter whether he is real Ham or not, I will see him."
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