All my good moods were ruined by these two guys all night.

But these two people were still tangling and tangling, and the other four people on the seat frowned in displeasure.

"Did you hear flies buzzing?" Fan Wubing suddenly said to Xia Xue.

"You mean - are there flies here?" Xia Xue's eyes turned from Fan Wubing to the two chattering, then turned back and asked with her head tilted.

"You can't see two male and female flies of this big size?" Fan Wubing said loudly without any hesitation.

The two who were speaking stopped immediately when they heard Fan Wubing's words, looking at Fan Wubing and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

The two dogs and men and women were fighting each other in front of each other, but at this time they were unanimous. They both stared at Fan Wubing with a fierce look, obviously they heard Fan Wubing's words, "The two male and female flies."

"Just fly! Didn't you see it?" Fan Wubing knocked on the cup with the fork in his hand and replied seriously, "It's almost winter, and there are still flies moving. It's really a strange thing."

"Where are the flies?" The boy stopped doing it, stretched out a finger and pointed at Fan Wubing and said, "Boy, you are clearly pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust!"

"Baga!" Fan Wubing did not react at all. Wu Zhi next to him stopped working, "What are you doing? You dare to be rude to Fan Sang, you're dead!"

Damn, there are Japanese devils here suddenly! The two men and women were stunned. They didn’t know where this person worked. You should know that there are still many big bosses in Shanghai. The local government is also afraid of them, not to mention the two younger generations. So the two of them were a little confused and couldn’t guess what the relationship between the devil and Fan Wubing was. It seemed that the devils respected this young man more!

"Call against the Sang and scold the locust?" Fan Wubing elegantly bounced his fingers and said to the man, "You said this, it makes me feel very embarrassed. Do you mean you are Sang or Locust?"

When Xia Xue heard this, she couldn't help laughing. Fan Wubing was really bad. She pointed at mulberry and scolded locust trees. Mulberry is a fly, and locust trees are treated as flies. No matter whether the other party is mulberry or locust trees, they are the targets of being scolded.

The two men and women were not fools, so they naturally heard the implicit meaning of Fan Wubing. The man pointed at Fan Wubing angrily and said, "Apologize! Apologize immediately! Do you know who my dad is?! If you don't apologize immediately, we will never end!"

From the time the two of them came in and sat there and talked nonstop, Fan Wubing could guess that these two were definitely not successful people, and they were not even outstanding young people. They were at best second-generation ancestors or yamen, but in recent times, the political environment has been relatively complicated, and the Yaneimen was not willing to show up, so the young man in front of him was probably the second-generation ancestor of someone.

Besides, the yamen are generally more restrained and do not act ostentatiously. Like the two people in front of you, they are obviously typical nouveau riche and have no qualities!

"Who is your father? Don't you know?" Fan Wubing's method was so easy to play with. He said with a smile, "You are so strange. You ran to me and asked yourself who your father is? Could it be that you think your surname should be Fan? It's a pity that I don't have a son as old as you!"

"Damn!" The boy was not afraid of causing trouble. When he heard Fan Wubing ridicule him like this, he was immediately angry and gestured to turn the table over with his hands.

With a "ding" sound, the steel fork in Fan Wubing's hand flew out and was nailed to the thick solid wood tabletop very firmly through the white tablecloth.

Everyone felt a cold light flashing in front of them, and they saw Dao Fan Wubing throwing the steel fork out and nailing the sleeves of the young man opposite to the table. The young man was also startled. When he was about to pull out the fork, he found that the entire fork head had fallen into a hard solid wood desktop. Where could he pull it out?

"Hero!" Finally someone broke the silence, but it was the young man's female companion. At this moment, she didn't care about the male companion whose sleeves were nailed to her, but looked at Fan Wubing with her eyes full of stars, looking at him with a silly look on her face.

Fan Wubing turned his head and saw her expression. He was immediately thundered and quickly cleared his position and said, "I am not interested in non-original goods."

With a snorting, the young man was also very ruthless. He pulled down one of his sleeves and finally got out of the fork. He looked at Fan Wubing's appearance, and then looked at the fork that was deeply trapped on the table. He felt that the person in front of him could not beat him, so he stood up and pointed at Fan Wubing and said, "You have the kid and you can wait!" After that, he led the woman away.

"The four people sat at a table, which was indeed much spacious." Fan Wubing smiled at the middle-aged man with glasses, then moved the extra two chairs away. They took over the huge table.

The middle-aged man with glasses reached out to support his gold-rimmed glasses. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out to Fan Wubing and said, "Hello, my name is Li Zhuoyu, I work in Fudan."

"Hello, I am Fan Wubing, an unemployed vagrant. The local owner collects rent to survive." Fan Wubing shook hands with the other party and said with a smile.

The Li Zhuoyu in front of him looks elegant. He is indeed working in a university. It seems that his status will not be low. You should know that there are actually many hidden rich people in colleges today. Judging from his clothes and temperament, this person should be the representative figure who has gone out of campus to start a business and achieved success, otherwise he would not have appeared at this kind of charity party with a strong smell of money.

Confucian businessman, these two words suddenly popped up in Fan Wubing's mind.

In fact, scholars who have achieved success in business are not ordinary people. Generally speaking, scholars with bookish spirit are difficult to survive in the business world, but another possibility is not ruled out, which is pseudo-scholars who are good at crafting. These people have thick masks and are not easily exposed, so they are more confused.

Before Fan Wubing was reborn, he conducted a survey when he was bored. After his research, he found that most successful Confucian businessmen were actually wolves in sheep's clothing. When it comes to conspiracy, intrigue and dangerous means, they are more superb than ordinary people. It really fits that sentence: the more knowledge you have, the more reactionary you become.

I don’t know what time I have practiced? In short, those who are qualified to sit here with their own strength should be more ill-hearted, right?

While Fan Wubing was looking at Li Zhuoyu, Li Zhuoyu was also thinking about Fan Wubing's background. It seems that he had never heard of such an arrogant young man in Shanghai!

"Is it a crossing river dragon? Is it a raptor but a raucous dragon? "Li Zhuoyu is familiar with the second generation ancestors of the local yamen evil young masters in Shanghai, so he quickly defined Fan Wubing to occasionally come to Shanghai for fun, which coincided with the children of high-ranking officials, famous merchants and tycoons invited by the organizer.

But no matter what Li Zhuoyu thought, he could not guess that Fan Wubing was not the second generation ancestor who relied on his ancestors to make a living, but a genuine pioneering school that started from scratch, and a super powerful figure who became a master of the generation.

However, Li Zhuoyu felt that Fan Wubing was much more pleasing to the two of them just now. At least Fan Wubing looked quality and connotation. Although he was arrogant when he was arrogant, he could play a lot of arrogance! Not to mention the sarcasm, the fork that was deeply inserted into the tabletop can very well show his strength. This young man has skill!

Therefore, Li Zhuoyu felt it was necessary to remind Fan Wubing, "Oh, Mr. Fan, the two who just left, the man was Duan Zidai from Dahua Company, and the woman was Ou Mingde, the granddaughter of Hong Kong Hengda Group. The family seemed to be more powerful. Well, the adults in the family should be all members of the CPPCC."

As a local in Shanghai, Li Zhuoyu is not unfamiliar with Dahua Company. This company was famous in the old Shanghai period. It was originally engaged in speculative business and specialized in selling strategic materials. It was both black and white. It was very powerful in Shanghai. Later, when the founding of New China, they were dictated and their assets were publicly owned.

It was not until 1978 that these assets slowly returned to their tribesmen for political needs, and they were treated relatively preferentially in terms of policies. Therefore, Dahua Company quickly developed again and was a first-class private company in Shanghai. It is said that the fixed assets were also more than one billion yuan.

"It's only a billion yuan." After hearing Li Zhuoyu's words, Fan Wubing didn't say anything. Wu Zhi curled his lips disdainfully, thinking that the money I owed my boss was worth tens of billions of yuan, and more than one billion yuan was considered a ball?

With such a little family background, I feel embarrassed to come out and be arrogant, and even ask me who knows your father is. It's so embarrassing!

"A billion is still a small amount?" Li Zhuoyu looked at Wu Zhi's little Ji, then looked at Fan Wubing and others with disregard for his face, thinking that you really have a high vision! You should know that in a place like Shanghai, there are not many people worth hundreds of millions, and there are very few people worth more than one billion. There are only one big bosses everywhere in the country, but they were actually despised by a Japanese and two young Chinese people!

Young people today are really a little confused about the sky and the earth.

"By the way, what's going on with this charity dinner?" Fan Wubing was not interested in the young Dong of Dahua Company. Thinking that he didn't know the purpose of the dinner, he asked casually.

"What? You don't even know this?" Li Zhuoyu's expression was even more surprised when he heard Fan Wubing ask.

"I really don't know." Fan Wubing spread his hands.

Li Zhuoyu was increasingly unable to guess the identity details of Fan Wubing and others, but since he was invited to come here, he thought he would not be an ordinary person, so he told the origin of the dinner.

"When it comes to this dinner, it has been three years since it was held." Li Zhuoyu has attended the first dinner, so he is clearest about this matter. However, "At first, in 1989, the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and the China Youth Development Foundation launched the Hope Project with the purpose of helping out-of-school children in poor areas. In order to cooperate with this work, improve the school conditions in poor areas, arouse the awareness of education in the whole society, and promote the development of basic education, charitable organizations in Shanghai held this charity dinner together, with the purpose of raising charity funds for Hope Project. In short, this year is the third time. Every year's dinner is full of superstars. The charity funds raised in the past two years have exceeded 20 million, and it is estimated that it will increase this year."

Oh, Hope Project! Fan Wubing nodded, thinking that this is still possible. At least it is more reliable to donate some Hope Primary School. At least these funds will not be so easily greedy.

Although many people have also attacked that many funds have not been implemented in this Hope Project, some of them have played the role of donating funds to support education. Fan Wubing can still remember that among the college alumni before he was reborn, several of them were able to afford to study with the funding of Hope Project.

"I heard that at this year's charity dinner, we should not only summarize the whereabouts of the funds raised last year, but also add one content, which is to hold some charity auctions to increase everyone's enthusiasm for donating money." At the end, Li Zhuoyu said to Fan Wubing.

Auction! This matter is a bit interesting!

Fan Wubing's brain immediately became active, and he looked at the big bosses who were gathering together, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Can everyone take out their items for auction?" Fan Wubing asked.

"Haha, of course this is the case in principle, but someone must buy it." Li Zhuoyu replied with a smile, "In fact, many similar activities are done in advance, so it will be so embarrassing if there is no one to bid. So generally speaking, there are not many people who are willing to support others, and everyone prefers to spend money to hype themselves."

Fan Wubing nodded and agreed. When he saw the organizer staff around him serving, he waved to one.

"Sir, do you need anything?" the staff asked very politely.

Before they were selected to serve the dinner, they were told that the guests attending the dinner were either rich or noble, and they were all famous figures and could not afford to offend them. They must try their best to meet their requirements.

The staff were also worried, fearing that something would go wrong in these few hours, and that would be difficult to deal with.

"Can you please help me find paper and pen? The paper is just a normal letter paper. The pen is just a normal ballpoint pen or fountain pen. It must be able to write thousands of words." Fan Wubing said to the staff member.

"No problem, I'll find it right away." When the staff heard this, the request couldn't be easier and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the somewhat nitpicious third-rate Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, Fan Wubing’s request is really nothing. The staff even wondered in their minds whether the organizer should be reminded to add paper and pen to each table at the next dinner? This can’t cost a few dollars, but it can show that the organizer has carefully considered details.

In a few minutes, the staff found the paper and pen and sent it to Fan Wubing. Fan Wubing said thank you very politely, then took out a hundred dollar bill from his pocket and gave it to the staff.

"Sir, we are a charity dinner, no tips are required, and you have given too much." The staff returned the money.

"If you don't want it, I won't donate later!" Fan Wubing glanced at the staff and found that the other party was not old and was a pretty girl, so he joked and deliberately threatened.

When the staff heard this, they had to accept it with a wry smile.

"Why are you like this? How could you force someone to tip?" Xia Xue disagreed with Fan Wubing's actions.

Fan Wubing smiled and admitted that he was a bit of a bad taste.

But Wu Zhixiaoji quickly shouted, "Fan Sang, look!"

Following Wu Zhi Xiaoji's finger direction, Fan Wubing turned his head and saw that the staff member just now quietly stuffed the hundred-dollar bill he had just received in a donation box. If Wu Zhi Xiaoji hadn't happened to see it, no one would have noticed her action at this noisy party.

"This little girl is good!" Fan Wubing and Li Zhuoyu said at the same time, and they looked at each other and smiled.

The party officially began. The host is a few beautiful hosts from Shanghai TV. They all look very excited. I think they have the opportunity to contact so many rich people, and everyone hopes to catch one or two kids.
Chapter completed!