Get up early and worship all the gods, please vote for me!
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Seven o'clock in the evening, Mingjing Building.
When Hong Dali's luxury motorcade arrived at the square in front of Mingjing Building, the entrance to Mingjing Building had already been cleared of irrelevant people. The entire parking lot was filled with all kinds of cars, low-end and about
They are worth around 200,000 yuan, and the high-end ones are worth over a million. The security guards are patrolling back and forth with electric batons, and they are heavily guarded. If they see any unrelated suspicious people, they will immediately come forward to inquire. People who don’t know the inside story will think that they are the front of some big shot.
Come and inspect.
As soon as Hong Dali's motorcade stopped, specialized personnel immediately threw the carpet in front of him, and then the flower-like reception ladies in high-slit cheongsam stood in a row. Hong Dali and Tang Muxin just got out of the car.
The welcoming ladies immediately bowed at a 90-degree angle and shouted "Welcome" in unison. No matter where they looked, a flash of fleshy light flashed. Hong Dali was so frightened that he trembled, thinking that he had accidentally traveled to a certain place.
A high-end club in the city called "Dongguan".
As soon as the lineup of welcoming ladies passed by, dozens of reporters from the media followed. The flashbulbs shone fiercely like thunder and lightning. The exposure made Hong Dali feel dizzy and unable to stand.
"Is this an attempt to commit murder?" Others were afraid that the flashlight would not flash when they hit him, but Hong Dali was so angry that his hair almost stood up: "I'm not a star, don't shoot me! If you shoot me again, I'll tell you if you believe it or not.
Do you know why the flowers are so red?!"
Jiu Da Dog Legs opened the way aggressively, barely threatening with force with a brick. Seeing that the other party was about to get angry, a group of reporters quickly turned off their cameras, otherwise if their cameras were smashed, the evening would be in vain.
After finally being quiet for a while, Hong Dali muttered: "What kind of loser would start such a big fight? Is that old guy Liu Mingxin trying to bluff me?"
Just as he was talking, Tang Muxin beside him suddenly exclaimed, pulled Hong Dali's arm twice, pointed at a new luxury sports car that came in not far behind, and said excitedly: "I know that car! That's the big star Tai Yajing.
car!"
"Oh," Hong Dali said listlessly, "You're a star, look how excited you are. Sister Wei is also a big star. Why can't I see you so excited?"
"Miss Tai Yajing used to be my idol," Tang Muxin said excitedly: "I liked her at that time, she was so beautiful! She also sang nice songs, and she also filmed several movies, which were very good at the box office.
Woolen cloth."
"Okay," Hong Dali shrugged nonchalantly: "It seems like she is here to participate in this charity gala. Why don't she stay later and get an autograph?"
"Sign!" Tang Muxin's eyes suddenly lit up: "If you don't tell me, I will forget it. Then I will go upstairs and ask him for his signature!"
Really... Hong Dali muttered: "How come I didn't notice you like this before?"
"Everyone will have someone they admire when they were young." Tang Muxin said coquettishly, "I would have one too, wouldn't you?"
"I..." Hong Dali opened his mouth: "Okay, I have it too."
After being in this world for so long, Hong Dali has seen the big market and doesn't care about such scenes.
That's how this person is, he has a certain vision in any environment. Hong Dali sees the two three-meter-tall ruby lions in his home every day, so naturally he won't be surprised when he encounters this kind of situation.
Ignoring the reporters at the scene, the two of them went directly upstairs with a driver and nine gangsters. The reception staff only looked at Hong Dali's demeanor and knew that this absolute young man was a super young man. How could he dare to stop him or even invite him?
Not daring to mention a word in the post, he led everyone directly into the elevator that led directly to the dinner venue on the 26th floor.
Soon after we reached the twenty-sixth floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and we saw at least twenty men and women with video cameras, recorders, and microphones gathered in front of us. As soon as everyone appeared, they couldn't help but snap pictures.
Hong Dali stretched out his hand to cover his and Tang Muxin's eyes. After the "click" sound was completed, he finally opened his eyes and commanded the man next to him through gritted teeth: "Come on!"
The male dog-legged man rushed towards a reporter who was still pushing forward desperately, and asked with all his might: "What are we filming? Do you know who we are and you just take pictures?"
"You are..." Only then did the reporter realize that he had photographed the wrong person.
"This is our young master and young lady, do you understand?" the male dogleg asked.
"No... I don't know." The reporter shook his head in confusion. Who could claim to be the young master in such a loud voice?
"My life has been in vain!" The man stretched out his hand and pushed the reporter directly.
How dare you beat up a reporter? The others were preparing to make headlines after another beating. Several other losers had already taken the position. Hong Dali led Tang Muxin and walked in with their heads held high and their chests held high. Hong Dali couldn't help but
He forgot to snap his fingers and said, "Well done, I'll give you a reward of 20,000 yuan!"
The male dogleg who pushed the person into a fight quickly thanked the Lord for his kindness: "Thank you, Young Master, for the reward!"
A tip of 20,000 yuan was rewarded, and the reporters were dumbfounded. Hong Dali knew full well that a stick would cost him a sweet date, so he sniffed and said as he walked: "Xiaoyi, tell them that the photo was deleted."
Each person will be rewarded five thousand."
So all the reporters deleted all the photos of everyone in an instant, leaving no one behind!
This is right, this is the style that an awesome prodigal should have! Hong Dali came here today with the original intention of making the opponent underestimate the enemy. Naturally, the more arrogant and prodigal the better the effect. Several big losers had already arrived before he came.
Already understanding Hong Dali's thoughts, he naturally cooperated with all his strength. When they arrived at the reception door on the 26th floor, and the etiquette lady guarding the door asked Hong Dali to show him the invitation, Hong Dali directly replied: "No."
The etiquette lady was covered in cold sweat. She looked at the ferocious scoundrels and intuitively told her that if she dared to say no, she would be pulled down. First X, then O, first O, then X, X then O, O again.
X, in the end, for the sake of his own life, he bowed his head decisively: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see anything."
"Yeah, not bad." Hong Dali snapped his fingers again: "Five thousand."
Then the man took out a wad of banknotes, counted them, and then put them into the receptionist's hand: "Surprise fee."
In the dumbfounded eyes of the welcoming lady, everyone walked away.
Just like that, the group finally entered the reception hall on the 26th floor without any danger.
To be honest, Hong Dali was also someone who had seen big events, but this reception hall still gave him a luxurious feeling.
Covering an area of several thousand square meters, the Basilica-style round curved roof is decorated with various exquisite murals and eighteen large crystal chandeliers. Each lamp has six layers, is in the shape of an inverted pyramid, and is decorated with densely connected small lamps.
, radiant and exquisite.
The best thing was the marble floor that had been waxed countless times. Hong Dali accidentally lowered his head and glanced at it, expressing his satisfaction: "Well, it's white."
