Both sports cars and spirit mushrooms were rare and precious gifts. Except for the ear-splitting song "I Sing for the Warlord," all other gifts were top-notch.
With so many high-quality gifts, one was truly spoiled for choice.
After one gift was presented, Xiuluo said, "Next is a special gift from Xunrong Company. Hmm, this gift is quite interesting."
Interesting?
Everyone's interest was piqued.
Looking up, they saw a staff member bringing a healthy and lively puppy onto the stage.
Xiuluo said, "This is Xunrong Company's gift. Please, Ms. Jiang Lan, the general manager of Xunrong Company, come and explain it personally."
Amidst the curious gazes of everyone, Jiang Lan walked onto the stage.
All eyes were fixed on the dog, speculating.
"What kind of dog is that?"
"I can't tell, but it must be a precious dog, otherwise, it wouldn't be presented to the Dragon Warlord."
"I think it's a show dog, the kind with certificates."
But even so, how valuable could a dog be?
At most, a million.
What no one could have imagined, however, was that Jiang Lan's next words would completely shock them.
Jiang Lan's face was a little embarrassed. Biting her lip slightly, she said, "This little puppy was selected by our company from the roadside. It's the finest native Chinese breed! We present this dog to the Dragon Warlord, hoping it will gain the Warlord's favor."
This…
No way?
Are you kidding me?
The entire venue fell silent. Everyone stared at Jiang Lan with wide eyes, disbelieving. Many thought their ears were playing tricks on them.
"Did I hear that right? She said it was a native Chinese breed picked up from the roadside?"
"You heard right! It's a stray dog!"
"Damn, no wonder I couldn't tell the breed. It's a stray, some kind of mixed breed. How dare they present such garbage to the Warlord?"
"They're crazy! Xunrong is deliberately offending the Warlord!"
Everyone shook their heads, looking at Jiang Lan with mocking eyes, ridiculing her for giving such an unsightly gift.
Others' gifts were tens or even hundreds of millions, and hers was a stray dog picked up from the roadside?
Heh, did she not want to live by insulting the Warlord like this?
Meng Guangyu laughed heartily, "Earlier, I heard Elder He say that Manager Jiang planned to give a stray dog to the Warlord, and I thought it was a joke. Even if Manager Jiang was stupid, there should be a limit. Who knew it wasn't a joke, but actually true! My goodness, Manager Jiang, is your head filled with dung? What do you mean by giving the Warlord a stray dog? Are you mocking and insulting the Warlord?"
Others joined in the jeering.
In an instant, the entire hall descended into chaos.
Jiang Lan's face turned red, and she couldn't say a word. At this moment, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Seeing the ugly faces of those mocking her, Jiang Lan couldn't help but ask herself: Was… believing Lu Ming wrong?
She didn't know.
Not far away, Jiang Mengxin saw this scene and covered her forehead with one hand, utterly speechless.
Jiang Mengxin murmured to herself, "Little sister, little sister, what are you thinking? Giving a stray dog to the Warlord, do you not want to live?"
To prevent the situation from escalating further, Jiang Mengxin stood up proactively.
She said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please let me say a few words. My sister has been unconventional since she was young, always coming up with bizarre ideas and playing smart. This time, it's my fault as an elder sister for not managing her properly, allowing her to present a stray dog as a gift to the Warlord. It's my dereliction of duty. I will now take back the gift, and I beg everyone to forgive my younger sister's mistake."
In a few words, she diffused the serious situation.
What was originally a malicious incident of insulting the Warlord was immediately turned into a minor transgression. One had to admit that Jiang Mengxin was quite capable in this regard.
She said to Jiang Lan, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and bring that stray dog down! You're an embarrassment, you've completely disgraced the Jiang family!"
Jiang Lan felt even more humiliated.
And all of this was simply because she chose to believe Lu Ming.
At this moment.
Xiuluo raised his hand and gestured downwards, signaling everyone to quiet down.
After the scene calmed down, Xiuluo said with a smile, "The value of a gift cannot be measured by money. Everyone has heard the saying, 'A thousand miles to send a goose feather, the gift is light but the sentiment is heavy.' This little puppy is Manager Jiang's heartfelt intention. I don't feel insulted as the Warlord at all. Therefore, let's not take the puppy down. It will be kept backstage for the Warlord to see. Whether it is chosen depends entirely on the Warlord's wishes."
Since even Xiuluo had said so, no one else had anything to say.
Jiang Lan wiped the sweat from her forehead, having narrowly escaped disaster.
She lowered her head and returned to her seat, deeply ashamed. At this moment, Lu Ming, who was beside her, quietly said, "Don't be discouraged, trust me."
At this point, could she still trust him?
How else could she trust him?
Jiang Lan slightly raised her head and looked at Lu Ming, tears welling up in her eyes.
The ridicule and罵 that she had just endured were all because she chose to trust Lu Ming. Anyone else would have already berated Lu Ming.
But Jiang Lan did not.
She still resolutely chose to believe Lu Ming!
Although she felt wronged and uncomfortable, Jiang Lan had not wavered in her belief in Lu Ming.
"I believe you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Guangyu walked over, a mocking expression on his face. "Who is it now, and you still trust this useless live-in son-in-law? Good wife, you are too foolish."
He was still taking advantage of Jiang Lan.
But the next second…
Lu Ming kicked Meng Guangyu's calf. Meng Guangyu cried out 'ao', and in pain, knelt down before Jiang Lan.
Lu Ming taunted, "Oh, how polite. Xiao Lan, your good son is kneeling to pay his respects."
Jiang Lan heard this and burst out laughing.
Meng Guangyu endured the pain and stood up, glaring fiercely at Lu Ming.
If the occasion hadn't been so solemn, Meng Guangyu would have definitely fought.
Just then.
Xiuluo on stage spoke again, "Next is a gift from Menghai Group. We invite the executive director, Meng Guangyu, to come on stage."
Meng Guangyu shot Lu Ming a look, then put on a smiling face and happily walked onto the stage.
He cleared his throat and said to the audience, "To prepare a gift for the Warlord, I rack my brains and put in every effort to select this exquisite gift! Unlike some people who just pick up a stray dog from the roadside. Now, please invite the staff to bring out my gift."
Bring out?
That word was interesting.
Could his gift also be a dog?
Under the curious gaze of everyone, the staff member slowly walked onto the stage, holding a rein and leading a horse onto the stage!
A Blood-Sweating Horse!!!