"My grandma... Stray dogs and beggars... What does Speaker Lu want to do?"

"I don't know, is it an on-site donation? But on-site donation, how can stray dogs and beggars be brought up?"

The guests and reporters in the audience speculated about Lu Yuchen's intentions.

The auctioneer on stage announced the answer in due course.

"The donations raised in this auction will mainly be used for charitable donations in four areas. The representatives on the stage come from folk orphanages, nursing homes, animal shelters and homeless rescue centers."

"Now I invite Mr. Zhang, on behalf of the charity buyers and the Royal Auction House present here tonight, to present one of our donations to the representatives of the orphanage."

The positions on the stage correspond one to one, Mr. Zhang corresponds to the orphanage, Mr. Li corresponds to the nursing home, Shen Jun corresponds to the animal shelter, and Wan Weiwei corresponds to the homeless rescue center.

Shen Jun, who had already seen the situation clearly, instantly paled.

Especially when I saw the four stray dogs held by the staff.

Even if those dogs are disabled, they are not the hounds who did that to him that night.

But seeing the panic of the dogs still made Shen Jun's legs tremble with fright, and he almost fell to the ground.

Shen Jun stepped back subconsciously and asked Wan Weiwei for help: "What, what? Lu Yuchen, he deliberately...the dogs..."

Before I could finish asking for help, I heard Wan Weiwei let out a scream comparable to the hell.

Fortunately, the lively awards were being presented on the stage. The background music and the voice of the host all covered Wan Weiwei's scream.

"Those people, those people..." Wan Weiwei pointed at the beggar on the stage, her face full of hyaluronic acid and artificial cosmetic surgery flashes with an expression of extreme horror.

Shen Jun felt that he had fallen into the blood mold.

Obviously he asked Wan Weiwei for help and wanted to change the order with her, but the mad woman was less scared than him.

The words were so scared that they couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Shen Jun was about to drag Wan Weiwei to the corner of the auction table to speak, and Mr. Zhao and Mr. Li, who were in front of them, had already donated.

The enthusiastic music gradually weakened, and the passionate voice of the auctioneer sounded in the auction hall.

"I would like to ask Mr. Shen Jun to come forward and donate money to the stray animal shelter on behalf of the charity buyer and the Royal Auction House!"

Shen Jun was named, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

In the audience, there were more than a dozen camera lenses aimed at him.

On the LED screens on both sides of the auction table, a close-up of Shen Jun appeared.

It was obviously winter, but Shen Jun's forehead was soaked in cold sweat. Although the panic in his heart was suppressed, the trembling flesh of his cheeks still betrayed his inner uncertainty.

"What's wrong with Shen Jun? You can be scared like that with a donation?"

"Who knows, I came to see Speaker Lu present the so-called evidence. After waiting for a long time, I saw Shen Jun and Tang Xinluo on stage without seeing the evidence. What is Speaker Lu doing? Don't give evidence, let them be Show off on stage?"

"I think there is something tricky here, and Shen Jun's appearance is not considered a slap in the chest. Unfortunately, I still can't guess what is going on."

Shen Jun was terrified.

I was too scared to take one step further.

As long as the eyes of those stray dogs are fixed, he can't help but appear in his mind that night.

Bitten by terrible hounds, torn apart by them in a place thicker and nasty than humans...

No, can't think, can't think!

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