118: The eerie microphone
Jiang Chuan was sitting on the chair and almost fell asleep. He regretted coming so early; he would have been better off watching Little Green Tea brush her teeth at the hotel.
Su Wanqing was not as relaxed as he was. She sat up straight, her exquisite brows knitted tightly. Once there was hope, she began to worry about gains and losses, falling into internal conflict.
Fortunately, the two did not have to suffer for long. The Colonel, Director Wang, finally walked out from backstage and stood in front of the standing microphone stand on the stage.
Everyone present perked up, casting their gazes onto Director Wang, waiting for his speech.
As soon as Wang Hengming got on stage, he discovered that Su Wanqing and Jiang Chuan were actually sitting in the front row. He could see them just by looking down, and it felt as disgusting as swallowing a fly, so he had to cast his gaze into the distance.
The people from Jinhui Venture Capital were backstage. Now, all personal grudges had to be put aside. Relying on intuition, he reached out to touch the microphone stand, feeling around, and feeling around again.
Wang Hengming: "???" "Where is my microphone?"
Everyone present had received professional training; no matter how funny it was, they wouldn't laugh. Biting their lower lips, they thought about the saddest things in their lives and finally managed to hold back their laughter.
They had indeed been trained, but there was one person who was not from this circle, and not even from Yangcheng.
When Jiang Chuan saw the Colonel's comical expression on stage, he truly couldn't hold it in. To be precise, he didn't even try to hold it in, and burst out laughing.
Director Wang on stage was so startled that he shuddered, which showed just how loud the sound was.
Laughter seemed to be contagious. Everyone had been holding it in, but upon hearing this sound, they completely lost control, and waves of laughter echoed throughout the hall.
Even the little dummy, CEO Su, who was sitting in the front row, lowered her head, her shoulders trembling wildly.
Wang Hengming's face flushed red and then turned pale with anger. Listening to the harsh laughter, he returned backstage to look for a spare microphone.
Jiang Chuan felt a bit awkward looking at the microphone in his hand. Just now, he was showing off in front of people, and he felt that putting the microphone back would affect his coolness at that moment.
So he turned the microphone off and took it off the stage. He really hadn't expected it to cause such an awkward situation.
But he was someone who could correct his mistakes. Under everyone's gaze, he stood up and reinstalled the microphone.
He even waved apologetically at the people offstage, signaling that he was sorry for wasting everyone's time.
No one offstage understood it that way. Everyone felt that this kid was deliberately trying to make Director Wang look bad, and he had laughed so loudly that it made them unable to hold back either.
He even waved his hand, signaling that it was he who had taken the microphone. It was simply too arrogant!
Su Wanqing watched him walk down from the stage, her eyes wide. For a moment, she didn't know if he had done it on purpose or on purpose...
When he sat back down, she leaned over and whispered, "You are too bad, taking away someone else's microphone."
"What? I didn't do it on purpose. Who knew there would be someone going on stage to speak at the banquet?"
Jiang Chuan started spouting nonsense. He had already returned the microphone, what else did they want from him?
Wang Hengming came out from backstage for the second time. Unlike the calm and collected way he had walked out last time, this time he was jogging. Perhaps the people from Jinhui Venture Capital were running out of patience.
He ran onto the stage at high speed and stood in front of the microphone stand again. He no longer avoided the two people in the front row. He lowered his head to turn on the microphone, but suddenly froze.
He froze for a full three seconds, looking at the microphone in his hand, then looking at the microphone on the stand, even doubting whether he had hallucinated just now.
Schrödinger's microphone?
The people offstage saw this scene, and their expressions varied. Some crouched down and buried their heads in their laps, pretending to be in pain; others turned around and practiced shoulder-shaking exercises.
There were even two CEOs who simply couldn't control themselves. Afraid of laughing out loud and drawing Director Wang's attention, one slapped himself frantically, and the other banged his head against the wall.
It didn't look like a high-end banquet at all; it was simply a large-scale gathering for psychiatric patients.
Wang Hengming didn't dwell on this supernatural event. He cleared his throat, turned on the microphone, and said:
"Welcome everyone to this business banquet. Those who were able to attend are the top talents in the Yangcheng cosmetics industry. Thank you very much for your contributions to the cosmetics industry!"
"Clap, clap, clap~"
Wang Hengming bowed deeply. When he straightened up, he found that there was indeed no more laughing. He waited for the applause to end before continuing:
"Today, we are honored to have invited two elites from the investment world to come to the Yangcheng cosmetics industry to provide guidance! Let's welcome the representatives from Jinhui Venture Capital and Yuanchuang with applause!"
After speaking, he jogged all the way, quickly walked to the door of the backstage, and stood respectfully to the side, welcoming their arrival.
The CEOs sitting in their seats all stood up and clapped vigorously, looking toward the backstage area, waiting for the two big shots to appear.
Jiang Chuan and Su Wanqing were naturally no exception. They both looked around curiously, wanting to know exactly which big shots were coming.
The door backstage slowly pushed open. The first to walk out was the security team, followed by someone wearing a white shirt, slim-fit trousers, and high heels.
A woman with shoulder-length short hair and a heroic spirit walked out. Her pair of phoenix eyes scanned the crowd with immense pressure.
Everyone who made eye contact with her quickly looked away. This person's aura was too powerful; that kind of gaze was like the stare of a superior, making one's soul tremble.
The young man following the woman was very ordinary, looking like a street thug, with his hands in his pockets and his gaze wandering over the women in the venue.
The two scanned the crowd in the venue. Suddenly, they saw a familiar person. Both of them focused their gaze on that person, and their steps forward halted.
Wang Hengming took small steps to the two of them, bowed, stretched out both hands, and said with a fawning smile, "Miss Li, Young Master Zhao, I'm sorry, some unexpected accidents occurred, wasting your time."
Miss Li's view was blocked. She frowned slightly, bypassed the hand he extended, and walked straight toward that person's direction.
Mr. Zhao was not so polite. He pushed the old man aside and followed behind the woman, feeling uneasy.
He didn't know if the matter had been exposed. If the person in front of him knew what he had done, he would definitely be carried out.
Everyone present was watching this direction and naturally saw the two big shots actually bypassing the industry leader, Director Wang, and walking toward their direction.
"Why are these two walking toward me? Could it be they've taken a liking to my company?"
"Are you dreaming? How could your crappy company have more potential than mine? They are clearly walking toward me!"
"You two are delusional. I'm not asking for Jinhui to invest in me; if Yuanchuang can take a liking to my company, I'll be grateful!"
The CEOs in the first two rows straightened their clothes and stood up straight, hoping this massive pie would fall on their heads.
Although Su Wanqing knew it couldn't be her, she still harbored a faint expectation. What if? If this big shot took a liking to Cosmetics Brand, the current predicament would be solved!
It didn't exceed everyone's expectations; the two really stopped in the first row. But the pie didn't fall on their heads; they stood on tiptoes, curiously looking to see who was so lucky.
When they saw the person's appearance clearly, it was as if they had been struck by lightning from head to toe, leaving their brains muddled. Everyone's thoughts were surprisingly consistent.
"How could it be him!"