Send a red envelope to heaven

Chapter 135

"Hey, let's start your performance from the literature club." Dong Minghui yawned and told the lighting engineer to watch the lighting spots.

Anyway, there are no audiences for this literary club's program, so it's perfect to be used as a test product, and even the work of the host's announcement is omitted.

Just when Dong Minghui was complacent and secretly thought that he was brave and powerful, he happened to see Cheng Sheng grinning at him, and a trace of ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

A middle-aged man walked onto the main stage from the backstage. He was wearing a neat suit, with big ears, and most of his hair was bald. He showed his big yellow teeth when he spoke.

"What's the situation, Cheng Sheng? Who is this bald man? Could it be that he is also performing?" Another member of the student union was stunned.

The young couples in the auditorium were also stunned. What's the situation? Didn't they say that the welcome party didn't start until 05:30? Why was there still a buzzing sound from the mixing sound system.

The bald man was holding the microphone in his hand. Seeing Cheng Sheng nod to him, he also took a deep breath, put on a small face and said, "Hello students, I am Feng Yushi, the boss of Hongda Real Estate. With so many energetic classmates, it's like seeing my young self."

"In this welcome party, as a sponsor of the literature club program, I am also planning to give some benefits to the audience present. The audience on the field will have a weekend [-]D movie ticket, and I will give an extra buffet coupon as a gift to the students present. The return of the literary club program."

This bald man was the former Feng Yushi, who was also forced by Cheng Sheng's power to become a sponsor of the Literature Club.

"My second time, free things, movie tickets, buffet coupons."

"Oh my god, I heard that right, so the orientation party starts at [-] o'clock, the students from the student union are messing with each other."

"Damn it, the student union's must be evil, I almost missed the gift."

The few spectators hurriedly took out their mobile phones to send messages to their classmates, and at the same time, they were very prejudiced against the student union. Why didn't they notify in advance of such a good gift.

Cheng Sheng smiled slightly, and Li Mingyi was also happy, and hurriedly brought the members of the literature club to the door to distribute gifts.

This is a great work of the Literature Club. Watching the performance and presenting gifts, they immediately spread the word to ten, ten to a hundred, and a large number of students rushed in one by one. After a while, the seats in the venue were full of people. The members of the literary club were also very busy giving out gifts.

Why don't you come for a gift that you can get?
"What, what's the situation?"

Dong Minghui was dumbfounded. How could the sponsors of the literary club pay such a high price, and how could so many gifts be able to recover the economic benefits? This is a loss-making business.

Feng Yushi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had no intention of recovering the cost from advertising benefits at all. Cheng Sheng was the chairman of Mingqiang Company, a behemoth he could not afford to offend, and he almost had a conflict with Brother Sheng before. Of course, it will cost money to make up for it.

Seeing that Brother Sheng seemed to be in a good mood, Feng Yushi also breathed a sigh of relief.

This wave of gift offensive seems to be working well.

A large number of students rushed over from the cafeteria, classrooms and other places. Don't want this fucking white-haired gift for nothing.

"Damn it, what is the student union doing? The party starts at four o'clock, and the promotional poster says 05:30."

"That's right, a bunch of cheaters. If my roommate didn't call me, I would have missed the gift."

There was an uproar in the field, everyone was condemning Dong Minghui one after another, this is a fucking scam.

"Damn, when I see Dong Minghui in the future, hit him once."

"That's right, this bastard won't take the kickbacks, he wants to monopolize the gifts from the sponsors, so he deliberately adjusted the time."

Listening to the angry roar of the audience, Dong Minghui's mouth twitched, remembering what Cheng Sheng said to tell him not to regret it, this guy had planned it long ago.

What the hell is going on? Why did I become the target of the siege.

Dong Minghui heaved a long sigh, and secretly cursed Cheng Sheng, who would have thought that this guy would be so cunning, attracting so many audiences with the gift-giving offensive, and the plot was suddenly reversed.

Originally, the literary club was given a time without audiences, but Cheng Sheng was forced to rescue them. It was simply too angry.

"This kid." Dong Minghui turned his head and felt his heart tremble when he saw Cheng Sheng's playful smile.

Don't you, Dong Minghui, like disgusting people, so let's see who can disgust others.

Cheng Sheng sneered, is he such a talkative person? This matter is not over yet.

"Dong, Ming, Hui, what the hell are you doing?"

There was a roar, the vice-principal Yi Tiancheng didn't care about his demeanor anymore, he just yelled at him, what kind of bullshit leadership demeanor he wanted.

Yi Tiancheng came in from the side door angrily, bypassed the auditorium, walked directly to the student union work corner, pointed at Dong Minghui's nose and cursed.

"Principal, me."

"Shut up for me, Dong Minghui, do you fucking know that you've caused a catastrophe?"

Seeing Dong Minghui's bewildered face, Yi Tiancheng became angry for a moment, "Why does the party start at four o'clock, but you inform me that it is 05:30, and this is the welcome party you are in charge of?"

You must know that many of the school's buildings are invested by Feng Yushi. This is the school's financial backer. Mr. Feng has already arrived. Seeing that there is no audience in the audience, you Dong Minghui are not letting the school leaders sit on the wax.

This Dong Minghui is too unaware.

"I, I originally wanted to try out the programs of the Literature Club, but their programs have always been bad anyway, so."

"To shut up."

Yi Tiancheng directly interrupted Dong Minghui's words, and the surrounding student union members dared not show their anger. This was the first time they saw such a furious Yi Tiancheng.

It's no wonder that the entire school's leadership team was furious. As a wealthy businessman in Yushan City, Feng Yushi had a lot of cooperation with the school. Every time he came, the school didn't praise him respectfully.

But this idiot Dong Minghui messed around and even falsified the start time of the party. Fortunately, he didn't offend Mr. Feng.

"Do you know that Feng is always the partner of the school? Do you know that Feng is always the sponsor of the literature club? Do you know that when you change the time of the party, Mr. Feng sees if there is any audience in the field? What will happen?" This feeling, Dong Minghui, are you an idiot?"

"I, I don't know." Dong Minghui staggered. He knew that Feng Yushi was a sponsor of the literature club, but he didn't expect Feng Yushi to come in person.

Just kidding, it's just a school event, and it's worth having the top ten entrepreneurs in Yushan City attend in person?

Cheng Sheng's previous words echoed in his ears, and Dong Minghui was shocked.

It's over, it's over, this is Cheng Sheng's trick. This guy planned to call Feng Yushi here from the beginning, let the school leaders sit on the wax, and then let the school leaders take revenge on him.

No wonder Cheng Sheng didn't say a word, but he was waiting for him here, such a shrewd guy, he was so ruthless, this fucking made him lose the trust of the school leaders.

"Dong Minghui, reflect on me for a month, and you don't have to be a member of the student union for one month." Yi Tiancheng said suddenly.

"Ah, principal, you can't do this, principal." Dong Minghui's face was bitter, his face was contorted with anger, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

(End of this chapter)