1749. Chapter 1749 Gu Chen Er at the State Banquet
If the old chief takes over the matter, it will definitely be solved.
Gu Chen received a call from the old man and thought he would come back for dinner at noon today. When he got the call, he asked her to rush to the auditorium immediately to attend the state banquet. Gu Chen smiled directly and said: "Old man, didn't you say that Aunt Ren's craftsmanship has caught up with the state banquet?
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"Girl, I'm not asking you to come here for free this time. Admiral Erting, whom you know, directly proposed that he wanted to climb the Great Wall with a national defense student named Gu Chen. I thought about it, and he should be talking about you.
,Whether it’s you or not, I’d like you to come over and recognize me first.”
I must have called you after checking. How could it be like what the old man said?
Gu Chen asked while watching Duan Qubing copy and write: "I have met Admiral Erting a few times. He is a very funny and humorous old man. He did say before that he would come to our country if he had the opportunity.
If so, he will definitely contact me. Unexpectedly, he actually knew to mention me to you through this diplomatic meeting."
She must go, but when she goes to attend a state banquet, Qu Bing will be alone at home.
Duan Ruisu from another province made a call. His wife's fetus needed to be preserved carefully. He wanted to see if he could ask Aunt Ren, who was good at herbal medicine and diet, to take care of her. Aunt Ren knew that the fetus needed to be preserved with precision. How could she be unwilling to do so? She was spreading the news in the kitchen right now.
Organize in the small room where various medicinal materials are kept.
When the old man called Gu Chen, the security guard had already driven over.
Duan Qubing knew that Gu Chen needed to attend the state banquet, so she twitched her eyebrows slightly, "You are a student, why do you need to come forward? I don't know what you will be asked to do. My mother should be here, what don't you understand?
Please ask my mother directly. Also, my mother has Secretary Tang next to her. I will give you her mobile phone number."
Born in such a family, Duan Qubing has always been very measured. He never asks questions that shouldn't be asked.
He gave Secretary Tang's mobile phone number to Gu Chen, "If you have anything to do, please contact Secretary Tang at any time. She will tell you what to do or who to call."
She had attended a state banquet, and she had attended as a family member to accompany the daughter of an ambassador.
He only told Gu Chen who he could contact directly if he had anything to do, and he didn’t worry at all that Gu Chen would be polite at the state banquet. In Duan Qubing’s heart, Gu Chen was someone who could handle the situation with ease no matter what the occasion.
With ease.
Guard Gu Chen knew Captain Xia from the compound's security company, a 27-year-old young man from Weihai. He was 1.82 meters tall. It was said that he was almost selected for the national flag class, but was not selected because of his short stature.
Captain Xia was in a state of confusion. What on earth could this female soldier mean... that she could attend such an important state banquet directly?
"I need to take you to the dressing room first, and then I can take you to the state banquet." Captain Xia drove the car. In addition to her, there was also a thirty-five-year-old Ms. Shi in the car. She was the woman responsible for giving Gu Chen etiquette instructions.
, the main person in charge of etiquette training at each conference.
Since Admiral Erting knows that Gu Chen is a national defense student, it is easy to solve the problem of clothing. Just wear a military uniform that is tailored to the body. The main reason is that Gu Chen's hair needs to be trimmed. Since soldiers cannot lose their appearance, they cannot lose the dignity of our army.
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At this time, Gu Chen was attending on behalf of the National Defense Force, so he had to pay attention to his appearance. Ms. Shi did not dare to take it lightly.
