Charity Donation Gala
Charity donations!
At those words, everyone was startled. They knew it wouldn't be that simple. Taking control of the entire ship just to steal their wallets and watches?
The real big hit was probably still to come.
Before the event had even begun, many people were already mourning for their bank accounts.
The clown on the screen chuckled. "Ladies and gentlemen, you are all elites of society. You should understand one thing: people do not become happy because they have money. They become happy when they use their money on meaningful things."
Many people inwardly scoffed. Only money could bring happiness. Without money, there was no way to be happy.
Eating cost money, luxury cars cost money, watches and jewelry cost money, and finding beautiful women cost even more money. Did any woman like those poor bastards? Saying such things in a capitalist society was complete bullshit.
But now, the other man's bullshit carried weight. If they refused to listen, his bullshit could blow people to pieces.
"Mr. Host, I'll need your help again. There are ten laptops beneath table eighteen. Please place them on the main gaming table," the clown said, looking at the host.
The host's cheek twitched. If he kept cooperating with the clown, would people mistake him for an accomplice? But he did not dare refuse.
He obediently went over, took out the laptops from beneath table eighteen, and arranged them on the gaming table. All the screens lit up automatically. The clown controlled them and opened a webpage. Jiang Hao had only had the clown make it on the spot, so it was fairly simple, with only an input page.
"Ladies and gentlemen, when I call your name, please stand up. Of course, you may choose not to stand up, but then