The charity gala was held at the Sheng Hui Grand Hotel. The venue had been booked out for the night, luxury cars filled the lot downstairs, and a red carpet had been laid out. The organizer was the An Tai Foundation.
This donation event had been jointly organized by celebrities and the foundation.
Singer Xu Jiao accompanied Qin Ze to the gala. A big shot naturally needed a beautiful vase by his side for decoration. His sister was absent, and Ye Qing and several other film stars were away shooting and could not make it back.
At eight thirty that evening, the lights blazed brilliantly.
Xu Jiao attended in full dress, her long gown trailing the floor. Her neckline plunged low, revealing a deep cleavage. Qin Ze figured she must have been wearing one of those special bras underneath, the kind that could give even a man cleavage.
Xu Jiao's assets were probably no bigger than a B cup. There was no way she could squeeze out such a deep ravine.
Led by the staff, they took the elevator to the venue.
The venue had originally been the hotel's revolving restaurant, but it had now been transformed into the site of the charity gala.
In Shanghai City's entertainment industry, Qin Ze was probably the most dazzling figure of all. His fame and status far surpassed those of the other artists present.
The moment he appeared, artists who knew him and those who did not came forward to greet him. Even Xu Jiao at his side drew plenty of attention.
"Qin CEO, you really shine brighter than everyone else," Xu Jiao said sweetly.
As a second-tier singer, it was difficult for her to receive such attention at a star-studded gala where no one had low-level fame.
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