668: Charity Funds

Charity Funds

Chen Lei was slower by a few seconds, but he was also quite fast.2

Qiao Yuan was naturally the last to finish eating the watermelon. In fact, his speed was not slow, but he did not let go of himself at the beginning. When he saw the way the other two ate, he knew the essence of this game.

It was obvious that it was already too late. Even if the fruit pulp he had eaten splattered everywhere, he was still the last. As a newcomer to the Langxing Gala, he was still too inexperienced.

The audience below the stage laughed incessantly from the beginning. The main reason was that the way they ate the watermelon was too funny, as if they were fighting with their lives on the line.

How could they have the chance to see these people like this on a normal day? This was also the joy of the Langxing Gala!

The waiter walked forward and handed each of them a clean towel to wipe their sorry states after the competition. Their shirts were dyed red, and it was obvious that they had been scrapped.

"Everyone was looking forward to CEO Xia getting first place!"

Li Shaoqiu walked to Xia Tiancheng and smiled. The people below the stage laughed again.

Li Shaoqiu didn't forget to say to Chen Lei and Qiao Yuan, "Thank you for your participation, Chairman Chen and Vice President Qiao."

Chen Lei and Qiao Yuan smiled and waved at the people below the stage before walking down.

According to the rules of the competition, Xia Tiancheng, who was in first place, had a chance to turn the lucky wheel once. He walked forward and gripped the edge of the wheel slightly, and the wheel spun rapidly.

Everyone stared at the spinning wheel intently. They watched it gradually slow down until it completely stopped.

The needle pointed at eight million yuan!

The crowd immediately applauded.

Jian Ai couldn't help but feel curious. In such a competition, the first place would receive eight million yuan?

As soon as this thought popped up, Li Shaoqiu said, "Congratulations, CEO Xia, for spinning eight million yuan. Baiyun City's Chamber of Commerce will donate eight million yuan in the name of the Xia Group to a poor mountainous area. The details of the donation will be announced to the public immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, another round of applause sounded.

Only then did Jian Ai understand that the Langxing Gala was holding a charity fundraiser based on playing games.

Then this money…

Jian Ai was the type to ask if she didn't understand. She immediately asked Wu Bi, "Brother Wu Bi, where did the money from the turntable come from? Did Baiyun City's Chamber of Commerce fork it out?"

Wu Bi smiled and shook his head. "No, all the corporations that attended the Langxing Gala today donated together. Each company will donate about a million yuan. That will add up to tens of millions of yuan. Then, through the games, they will donate the amount based on the lucky wheel in the name of individuals or companies, which is the model you just saw."

Jian Ai nodded. She understood now.

Although the game was fun and everyone enjoyed it, this game was not purely a game. It was for charity.

Jian Ai immediately felt that this cocktail party was meaningful, and these entrepreneurs who didn't care about their image to play games for the sake of money were quite cute.

Next, two rounds of the watermelon eating competition went on. Everyone was the same as the first group of people. They did not have the burden of a CEO and were fighting for the first place with their lives.

Everyone's enthusiasm and investment gradually infected Jian Ai. The corners of her mouth were brimming with a smile. Her starry eyes flickered as she stared at the people on the stage without blinking.

Not far from him, Ji Haoyu's gaze remained on Jian Ai. Seeing her smile, Ji Haoyu's eyebrows softened.

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