Xu Si returned from the company and stopped in the square in front of the wavy building of Yingwan Garden. Ma Hailong parked his car to the underground parking lot. There were many people around the marble steps in the foyer of the building. There were music coming from the crowd, as if it was Lumba's dance music. You couldn't see the crowd, but you saw Fu Jun and Sun Shangyi standing with their chests on the outside of the crowd, smiling at the corners of their mouths, and holding their hands up to applaud everyone.

Xu Si was very curious and came over to see what was being done in the crowd.

Xu Si was stunned when he looked at it: Sun Jingmeng was wearing sunglasses, red high heels, and black sleeveless and low-cut evening dress, sexy and charmingly dancing with a foreigner with a gentle British Kunshi in the open space in front of the hall. Zhang Kezeji sat on the ground, straightening his right foot with a plastered foot, and wrote in white chalk on the ground in front of him: My younger brother's legs are broken, and he is willing to use Chinese, English, Japanese, and French languages ​​to chat with silver; my sister was tired of eyes and could dance with Latin and modern standards to beg for gold. The following note also states: The money obtained is donated to the China Charity Federation Disabled Fund.

The key is that this sentence is also written four times in Chinese, English, Japanese and French.

There were really staff members of the hotel apartment next to them wearing uniforms and holding donation boxes.

The climate in Hong Kong is not obvious in winter, but today it is only 16 or 7 degrees outdoors. Xu Si still wore a thin cashmere sweater in her jacket. Sun Jingmeng was really uncomfortable wearing a sleeveless low-cut evening skirt. Fortunately, she would not feel cold when she exercised. Her arms were white and crystal clear, her shoulders were soft and round, and her skin was as smooth as jade. Although she wore sunglasses to hide her embarrassment, she was sexy and for no reason.

There were actually Hong Kong media reporters taking photos next to them.

Xu Si was dumbfounded and was stunned for a while before asking Fu Jun: "What are they doing? Haven't you been with Zhang Ke all the time in the afternoon?"

Fu Jun spread his hands and said helplessly and ridiculously: "I don't know either. When I went back to the room, Mr. Ke and Miss Sun were drinking. When I was talking about playing the big adventure game, I had to beg for no reason, and I had to dare to sacrifice for charity, put down my posture, and give up my best skills, and beg for begging. Even if I sacrifice my beauty, I still tempted each other to dare to do it. I was not afraid of each other, and I was not a coward or a coward. Before I could figure out the situation, Miss Sun went back to the room and changed out of this outfit. Just like that, one came out to do accompaniment dance and the other came out to chat, which is what you saw..."

Xu Si stroked his forehead and sighed, "How can Zhang Ke speak French? He just watched more French videos, and said that he only knew a few spoken words to watch Sufimao's ** in French movies..."

"Super Ke said that he didn't know how to use foreign languages ​​in the three countries to beg for specialties. They all said that they would take out their expertise to beg for it. Miss Sun asked for less than Ke Xiao and was punished. She had originally agreed to go to the subway station, but Ms. Sun hesitated for a while and finally chose the door of the apartment building. Ke Xiao also asked the staff of the hotel apartment for help," Fu Jun smiled and said, "But now everyone is waiting in line to dance with Miss Sun. At most, someone asked Ke Xiao to ask about the situation, but no one made a special trip to squat on the ground and chat with Ke Xiao in foreign languages..."

Sun Shangyi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Jingmeng is very strong-minded. She rarely suffers when she grows up like this..."

There was a great smile on this side, and Zhang Ke saw Xu Si coming back. It was getting late. He had been tricked by Sun Jingmeng as a dancer here for more than two hours. He waved to the hotel and apartment staff beside him and whispered a few words. At this time, the music stopped. Sun Jingmeng retreated panting and wearing sunglasses. However, looking at her silver teeth biting her lips, she seemed to want to swallow Zhang Ke alive. Zhang Ke stood up with a cane and bowed to the crowd watching: "Friends, my foot was just a broken bone, and I was put on a plaster, and I didn't stand up from now on; this Miss Sun is not my sister, and her eye disease is just yesterday.

God was wronged and cried and swollen with his eyes. Miss Sun was very caring. I am here today to make fun of everyone. I just want to do my best to the China Charity Federation’s disabled fund. True disabled friends, while fighting against their own disability, have self-esteem and self-improvement, and work hard to do it. They also create huge spiritual and material wealth for society. They have composed a song of self-improvement in fighting fate, which is worthy of our respect. It is the kindness of all friends that has raised more than 60,000 Hong Kong dollars today. I will donate another 60,000 Hong Kong dollars to invite Ms. Sun to dance with me the last song..."

Zhang Ke then repeated it in English, Japanese and French, but it was really hard to speak French. Xu Si could hear that he had made several mistakes in his passage, but fortunately no one pointed it out.

People living in Yingwan Park are all senior white-collar workers in Hong Kong or people stationed in Hong Kong in Europe and the United States. They admire Zhang Ke's spoof of kindness and raised their hands to applaud. Although the people in the queue behind did not have the chance to dance with Sun Jingmeng, they still put the money into the donation box.

Xu Si hurriedly took out the check book, squatted half-squatted on her knees and filled it out, and asked Fu Jun to take it and send it over.

Zhang Ke waved the check in front of Sun Jingmeng, who had already gritted his teeth, and smiled and said, "How about dancing with me?"

Sun Jingmeng took off her sunglasses and looked at Zhang Ke provocatively: "Can you do this?" Her gorgeous eyes revealed the wild charm of gritting teeth, her bright red lips, and her flawless face were flying with spring. Only then did her sexy wild charm completely exude.

"As long as you don't deliberately make things difficult for me."

"Didn't you say you couldn't dance last time?"

Sun Jingmeng's snow-white silver teeth bit her bright red lips. It was the man with an evil smile in front of her who deceived herself into being a free dancer in public for two hours. It was so hated that she felt so annoyed. I still remember that it was at the birthday party before the New Year. I wanted to use him as a road sign to avoid entanglement with my cousin Ge Yinjun. Unexpectedly, this guy said "No" in an understatement at that time.

Zhang Ke smiled: "I won't regret it for a year last time, I have enough time to learn..."

Zhang Ke pressed the center of gravity of his right body on the crutch, as long as his right foot was not subjected to force, and made a standard hip twisting action, which everyone encouraged and applauded.

Sun Jingmeng sighed helplessly. If she didn't dance the last song with Zhang Ke, she was afraid that she would not be able to step down. In the public eye, she could not make things difficult for him. She was so happy to see her father standing with her chest in her arms. It seemed that she didn't mind her daughter being bullied by others at all. It was so annoying.

"Jump if you want to jump!" Sun Jingmeng viciously bit the check in Zhang Ke's hand, but her expression seemed to be about to eat Zhang Ke, but it was very wild.

Zhang Ke was not convenient to move too much, so he stood there to cooperate with Sun Jingmeng's dance. Only then did Sun Jingmeng fully utilize her deep dance foundation. Although Zhang Ke couldn't even talk about an amateur contestant and could not move, he still expressed the close and distant sexy, passionate and romantic expression of Lumba's love dance to the fullest. The dance posture was soft and graceful, and the time was wrapped in brocade and was enthusiastic and cheerful, stretching the beauty of women to the extreme.

After the dance, Sun Jingmeng looked at Zhang Ke provocatively and put the check in his mouth into the donation box. Although Zhang Ke didn't move much while standing, he was sweating and gasping for breath.

The staff of the hotel apartment have notified the people from the China Charity Federation to come and receive the donations. They also played for a long time and it was almost over. Zhang Ke waited for his breath to calm down a little, so he bowed and said goodbye to everyone.

A girl in a red hood came over and said, "Do you just need to donate and chat with you in four languages?"

"Ah!" Zhang Ke couldn't even understand why Cheng Yaojin suddenly came out, and he wanted to explain that the time was over and he would play next time. Sun Jingmeng snatched it over and said, "Of course, you can go donate quickly, he will definitely chat with you."

"But your French is really bad," the girl in red smiled embarrassedly, took out the check that had been prepared and Yang Yang, "Don't you know me anymore?"

Zhang Ke shook his head, remembering that he had met the beautiful, generous and enthusiastic Taiwanese girl on the plane when he came back to Hong Kong. He and Fu Jun also helped her and her friends to go through the exit procedures, but he still pretended not to recognize her.

The staff took the check and announced to the onlookers: "This lady donated HK$120,000..."

People living in Jingwan Garden are either rich or noble. A better hotel-style apartment here costs millions of Hong Kong dollars a year, and the housing price starts at 150,000 Hong Kong dollars per square meter. However, the donation of such a young girl is only 120,000 Hong Kong dollars, which surprised everyone. Naturally, she raised her hand and gave the girl the warmest applause without hesitation.

Zhang Ke had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Does the lady want me to stand here with you and chat, or do I want you to have a cup of coffee in the open-air restaurant later?"

"It's okay to invite me to eat ice cream," said the girl in red shyly. She was sure that Zhang Ke had recognized her. "But before chatting with you in French, can you learn French first? I'll chat with you later."

The girl bowed shyly and walked into the apartment building in a hurry.

When Sun Jingmeng saw Zhang Ke being defeated in front of the girl in red, she finally felt a little relieved. However, the shame of cheating Zhang Ke as a dancer cannot be washed away so easily. We must regain this destruction.
Chapter completed!