God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

At eight o'clock in the evening, Tong Yinuo, as the initiator of the charity dinner, stood on the main stage of the hall and gave a warm and graceful speech.

"Thank you all for taking the time to attend the charity dinner hosted by Yinuo Public Relations and co-organized by Trend Magazine and Sweet Orange Network. Your presence makes our banquet hall shine."

The audience burst into applause. Ye Huaizhao was still standing in the corner with Charlie, eating a small cake. The two of them agreed to wait for her to finish speaking and then sneak away quietly.

"Deep in the distant mountains, there are some girls who can barely afford to eat and clothe themselves, but the poverty at home and the patriarchal mentality prevent them from going to school, just like our women thousands of years ago. Same." Tong Yinuo's voice is deeper than that of ordinary women. Standing on the stage and speaking at this moment, it adds some tragic emotions to the story. At this moment, her face is also full of care and compassion, which is similar to Five minutes ago, Yan Yan stood at the door and looked completely different from the people talking and laughing.

As the boss of one of the best public relations companies in City C, Tong Yinuo has a lot of experience in facing the camera. At this moment, he is facing the No. 1 opportunity, passionately interpreting a public image with social conscience, and the sound of shutters in the audience can be heard one after another. .

Behind the stage is a huge screen, playing carefully prepared PPT, and photos are played one by one to the rhythm of the speech. Of course, these photos and edited copy will be sent to the mobile phones of the guests present, so that they can forward them on Weibo.

When Tong Yinuo was talking about the cases since the establishment of the foundation, the speaker suddenly made a very harsh sound. The guests present could not help but cover their ears with their hands.

Tong Yinuo was standing next to one of the speakers, and she was hurt even more than the guests in the audience. She frowned in displeasure, then opened her brows again, and turned to look at the console behind her. This small incident would not have stopped a team specializing in public relations.

Then when she turned around, she glanced at the big screen behind her and was so surprised that the microphone fell to the ground. The loud sound caused secondary damage to the ears of the guests present.

On the big screen was a black-and-white photo of a girl, wearing local ethnic costumes, big earrings, big eyes, but her eyes were a little desperate. It was already displayed on the big screen before the sound from the speakers appeared. It looked similar to the previous documentary-style photos, so some guests at the scene who noticed that the photos were a bit inconsistent did not delve too deeply into it. Then as Tong Yinuo lost his composure, everyone's attention was attracted to this photo.

However, within just a few seconds, the screen behind him turned black, and another handsome man stepped onto the stage. Charlie had previously introduced Ye Huaizhao, a well-known host on the TV station, and he should have come to the rescue now.

Ye Huaizhao and Charlie were standing on the far left side of the hall. In addition, the two of them had been chatting and gossiping. When they saw the photo, the computer that was projecting it must have been turned off, so they only saw a rough outline. But that fleeting glance left an extremely uncomfortable impression on Ye Huaizhao.

Yinuo Public Relations is indeed experienced in many battles. The minor disturbance on the scene was quickly resolved and the next step was entered. Ye Huaizhao felt bored and planned to run away with Charlie.

As soon as Charlie got in the car, he said to Ye Huaizhao mysteriously: "Master, I just met Amy from Yinuo Public Relations. Guess what happened just now."

Ye Huaizhao smelled the sudden strong scent of perfume, and the "Ask me, ask me" expression written on his face felt a little funny, but he still cooperated and asked: "What's going on."

"That's a posthumous photo."

Yes, when Ye Huaizhao saw the photo, he felt something was wrong. It turned out to be a portrait of a deceased person. It was just put on the big screen, and my consciousness didn’t even react.

"Whose is it?" Looking at the photo, it looks like it's a little girl.

"Amy said she didn't know him, but I guess the staff responsible for the presentation must be in trouble. They must be insiders, so they can mix a photo of the deceased into the speech PPT. It's purely to ruin the situation. Now everyone in their department is in danger."

Ye Huaizhao remembered the harsh "stab" sound at the scene, which attracted the attention of everyone present. Then Tong Yinuo, who had always been calm, dropped his microphone in shock when he saw the photo. It was probably not as simple as ruining the place.