Besides, the netizens would never forgive him. Hence, even if he was worried on the inside, he still had to bite the bullet. Plastering a teary smile on his face, he questioned, “President Luke, you’re everyone’s idol. Even if you’re not an entertainer, you’ve been topping the hot topic charts for ten years already. Today, can you give our contestants and your fans online some encouragement?”
Hanson narrowed his eyes at the host and asked coldly, “Don’t you want to shake my hand?”
Uh… The host immediately froze, a bad premonition rising in him. However, if he rejected the President under the eyes of so many, he would definitely be flamed to hell and back on the internet.
Hence, he could only nod and smile. “Yes, I do.”
Even though he was grinning on the surface, he was sobbing on the inside. This was definitely the biggest lie he had ever told in his entire career. He didn’t want to shake hands with Hanson at all. However, he had no choice, so he could only extend his hand to shake Hanson’s briefly.
As he had expected, this was a setup for him. His hand was clenched painfully in Hanson’s grip, but he felt that Hanson was not exerting his full strength and was only using a third of it. If he had used all of his strength, he would’ve definitely broken Harry’s hand. Still, Harry yearned to jump down the stage and flap his hand vigorously. It hurt really, really bad.
Although the others couldn’t sense anything wrong about their handshake, it couldn’t be any clearer to Melanie. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling with anger. What’s Hanson trying to imply? Is Vania so important to him that she can’t even shake hands with someone of the opposite gender?
As for Vania’s three children, they were sitting in front of their computer and watching every move on the scene. Melanie’s embarrassed expression particularly made them even more excited.
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