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The Esquire Charity Gala was a charity fundraising gala initiated by the founder of Esquire Magazine and several well-known media personalities more than ten years ago. At the beginning, it was a small-scale function for certain celebrities to participate, and the celebrityâs clothing and supplies were sold for auction. The donations raised were then donated to those in need.
The party was held every year and had a different theme every year. From the very beginning, there was no top brand support and no large amount of financial assistance. However, after more than ten years of development, it had gradually become a top event in the entertainment and fashion circles.
More and more donations were raised every year, and the nature of the party had thus gradually changed.
The celebrities who come to participate were not like the first few sessions, holding a pure mentality of contributing a little to the common man, and were more interested in fighting for beauty and top position.
The focus of the media was also not on the poor people who needed help, but on how much money each celebrity had donated, and whether the donated money was worthy of his/her celebrity position.
In order to make the origin and destination of the donations transparent and allow public supervision, the organizers of the Esquire party published the auction status of the evening and the details of the donations collected on the official website after the annual party. This was a good thing, but it was used by media and internet mobs to pierce their noses and eyes and criticize the celebrities deliberately.
âLast year, Ding Zhitao stood for a group photo in the event without donating money. He was scolded till the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.â Luo Peng held the small spoon used to eat the half a watermelon in his arms while telling Yu Siyang about Esquire and the common sense to be followed when attending the party, âLast year there were too many people who didnât donate money. The mob also had pits in their brains. But they only stared at Ding Zhitao and scolded him. They also brought out the news about his hit and run a few years ago.â
The costumer who was helping Yu Siyang to arrange his clothes also followed the gossip and said: âWell, I told him to run away, but he has been scolded for a year and the situation hasnât turned over. The sprayers are also disgusting, they look like they donât have no other donations. As they were scolding, there was a little fresh meat that not only didnât donate money, but also showed off at the charity party, so why not scold him.â
âI remember Ding Zhitao has been funding some impoverished children with leukemia to see a doctor.â The makeup artist had been in the entertainment industry for many years, and he also knew some private matters. âLast year he invested in a movie and the box office hit the street. It was so bad that he has not been able to pay off his debts, and it is excusable that he had no money to donate.â
âSprayers donât think so, some media also like to pick things up to sensationalize. With Ding Zhitaoâs status in the circle, the photo booth picture is also reasonable.â Tang Hang also joined the gossip group.
When Yu Siyang listened to them, the more he listened, the more he realized that it was not a charity party at all, but a tigerâs den.
âCan I not go?â He asked Luo Peng pitifully.
Luo Peng choked on a mouthful of watermelon, his face flushed from coughing, and finally recovering, he put the watermelon on the table with lingering fear, and asked: âThe event is about to start, why donât you want to go suddenly? You donât want to walk on the red carpet with Brother Zhan?â
âYou speak so terribly âŚâ You have to donate, and you have to be noticed.
More importantly, he has no money!!!
How to donate without money?
âNot scary, not scary, we are all speaking nonsense,â Luo Peng quickly reassured: âAnd you are a 18th tier actor, no one will pay attention to you.â
Yu Siyang was full of grief and indignation-yesterday he said he was already a third-tier actor, today he had become eighteenth tier again, how many tiers were there?
âMr. Xue has already donated the donation to the organizer for you.â Tang Hang said.
Yu Siyang looked at Xue Chengxiu in surprise, âDonated, donated? How much did he donate?â
âOne hundred thousand.â Xue Chengxiu removed the notebook on his lap, got up from the sofa and walked to Yu Siyang to help him put on the brooch on his chest, âWith your current status of the âeighteenth tierâ, one hundred thousand yuan is just right. If there is more or less, the media will have something to say.â
Luo Peng lowered his head and pretended to be dead while focusing only on the watermelon in his arms. Be quiet and part of eating melon seed[1] masses.
One hundred thousand?
Yu Siyang was depressed, now he had another debt.
It was not that he was unwilling to do public welfare, but he thought that this matter should be done according to oneâs own ability. After his living conditions improved a little in the past, he would donate part of his salary to the orphanage where he had lived for more than ten years.
He was an orphan and understood the hardships of an orphanâs life best. So, he would help as much as he could.
But now this situation was like a swollen face and a fat man. As a person with negative equity, wearing a suit of more than 300,000 yuan, donating 100,000 yuan pretentiously, and then giving himself some hype to earn a reputation.
Such charity was not true charity at all.
âI donât like this kind of party.â Yu Siyang was depressed.
Luo Peng and Tang Hang looked at each other, people were so good before, but suddenly they were unhappy.
Xue Chengxiu asked softly: âWhatâs the matter?â
âMr. Xue, letâs change clothes.â After the dresser helped Yu Siyang tidy up, he brought another suit over.
Xue Chengxiu shook his head and motioned to the costume designer to wait a moment.
Somebody from All Star Entertainment would go to the Esquire charity party every year and donate the money in the name of the company. In previous years, it was the general manager or vice president of the company. This year, when his child was abducted by Zhan Heng to the party, Xue Chengxiu asked the general manager of All Star to bring the invitation letter, and he was going personally.
âWhen I have the ability, I will donate more money to the orphanage,â Yu Siyang said: âI donât like this kind of hypocritical charity party.â
My child is really painful. Xue Chengxiu wanted to rub the boyâs hair but seeing that he had already gotten his hair styled, he reached only halfway through.
âYang Yang, this is a mutually beneficial thing.â Xue Chengxiu said: âThe organizer must maintain a good reputation in the industry, and the stars need resources. However, it cannot be denied that tens of millions of donations are raised every year. It still helps people in need.â
The entertainment industry was a big vanity fair. Every year, various parties, awards, banquets organized by big bosses, and even private bureaus were all small vanity fairs filled with various interests. However, no one could avoid these things.
âYou have to learn how to use these resources instead of being manipulated by these interests. With more resources, higher status, and greater energy, you can do more things and help more people.â
Yu Siyang saw the situation clearly now. His confusion gradually faded, and he nodded gently, âI understand.â Then, he did not hesitate to send Xue Chengxiu a good person card: âMr. Xue, you are such a good person.â
No matter how many times the child was corrected, he still persisted. He called him âMr. Xueâ, and he did not change even after repeated teaching. Xue Chengxiu, who was issued a good person card, sighed in his heart, and couldnât help but pat the top of the boyâs hair.
He felt that he was really becoming more and more like Yu Siyangâs father, and he was still a good father who always had an endless heart for his children.
After Xue Chengxiu finished dressing, the group set off to the hotel where the party was held.
Yu Siyang would walk on the red carpet with Zhan Heng, while Xue Chengxiu would enter the venue directly through the VIP channel. When they reached outside the hotel, Yu Siyang got off the car first and went to find Zhan Heng with Luo Peng and Tang Hang.
At this time, the red-carpet admission ceremony had already begun. The red carpet was crowded with media and fans. Those who went first were relatively small stars. Zhan Heng had opened a room in the hotel to use as a lounge and was waiting for his turn to come. He took other passages to bypass the front door of the hotel to walk the red carpet.
When the three people entered, they saw that not only Zhan Heng, his agency team and modelling team, but also Wei Xiaofeng were in the room.
The three of them looked like aliens, their gazes turning between Wei Xiaofeng and Zhan Heng.
âHuh!â Wei Xiaofeng turned his head proudly, too lazy to take care of these three second-hand goods[2].
It seemed that Tang Hang was prudent, so he arranged for him to be Yu Siyangâs assistant. No one thought that Luo Pengâs secondhand virus was too infectious, and he infected the prudent Tang Hang also.
As a senior agent with great influence in the circle, Wei Xiaofeng must attend such a party, but he would actually be willing to be in the same room with Zhan Heng⌠Could it be that after dinner that day, Xiaofeng and brotherâŚ? What happened to Brother Zhan that could not be told outsiders⌠the three peopleâs gossipy souls were ignited.
However, Wei Xiaofeng arrogantly ignored them, and Zhan Heng just smiled smugly, and didnât show off to them. The sex gossip couldnât be provided. The three of them had a kind of âas soon as the bride was married, the matchmaker was thrown over the wall[3]â desolation.
âXiao Yu is very handsome today, wearing P&H again.â Zhan Heng beckoned them to come and sit, looked Luo Peng up and down, and said: âCousin, your suit is very imposing.â
Luo Peng was happy and said: âYeah, right, Brother Zhan, you have a good eye.â
âEspecially like a boss[4].â
ââŚâ
âHahahaâŚâ Everyone in the room laughed.
Luo Peng looked depressed.
Yu Siyang patted his arm to comfort him.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Zhan Heng stood up from the sofa, and gracefully made a gesture towards Yu Siyang, and Yu Siyang quickly turned half of his body to avoid it.
âDonât be nervous.â
Zhan Heng patted Yu Siyang on the back and walked out of the room side by side with Yu Siyang. They went down from the passage other than the VIP passage. An extended Mercedes-Benz was parked in front of the door. The two got into the car one after another. The car then drove up the main road, made a big circle, and returned to the main entrance of the hotel.
The driver hurriedly got out of the car to help open the rear door. Zhan Heng came out first, and the flashlights stretched into a film[5] the moment he stepped on the red carpet. The media and fans who were stopped outside shouted Zhan Hengâs name.
Zhan Heng did not step onto the red carpet immediately, but turned around in front of the car, bowed slightly, and stretched out his left hand, very much like a gentleman.
The sound of shutters sounded more frequently at the scene, and the media were excited to think that Zhan Heng had brought a female companion tonight.
Everybody knew that Zhan Heng had always walked on the red carpet, either with the crew or alone, and had never had a female companion. Was this breaking the convention? Which woman could make the Film Emperor break the routine?
Yu Siyang glanced at the hand that was almost poking into his face, and helplessly put his hand on it.
He was not a girl, why should he be led out like this?!
The moment he stepped on the red carpet, Yu Siyang adjusted the smile on his face impeccably. After standing still, he removed his hand from Zhan Hengâs hand and made a âpleaseâ gesture towards Zhan Heng.
Fans standing on a high place on the periphery saw him and were silent for a while. While some fans suddenly rose in blood and screamed: âOfficial CP sugar la la la la la la la ââ
Yu Siyang waved to the media and followed Zhan Heng to slowly walk towards the venue. He murmured silently in his heart: Nowadays, young people have big brains. When the movie is released, they will see my role beating Brother Zhan with all kinds of brutality, and then weâll see if they will still chase our CP.
After signing his name on the background board and letting the on-site media take photos, the staff guided Zhan Heng and Yu Siyang into the venue. The charity party was not an awards ceremony, so there was no interview.
As soon as he entered the venue, Yu Siyang was led away by Xue Chengxiu.
When he turned around, Xue Chengxiu took a faint glance at Zhan Heng, and saw Zhan Heng with a sharp look. Zhan Hang quickly found Wei Xiaofeng, who was talking to others, and asked coquettishly: âXiaofeng, I didnât offend the boss, why did the boss use that kind of horrible look to look at me?â
âWhich kind of look?â
âLike he just wanted to chop off my hand.â
Wei Xiaofengâs gaze swept across the big screen on the stage, the screen was broadcasting the red carpet in front of the hotel. The broadcast was live, he then swept his gaze over Zhan Hengâs left hand and snorted in his heart: I also want to chop your hand.
Zhan Heng said: âYes, thatâs the look in the eyes.â
Wei Xiaofeng: ââŚâ
Itâs true that the older you get, the stupider you become, huh, be thankful I donât dislike you for your stupidity.
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[1] Enjoying the situation silently.
[2] People who help others.
[3] As soon as the work of the matchmaker was done, he was ignored and thrown away.
[4] A gangster.
[5] A film of pictures was clicked and there was hundreds of flashlights.