"You kid, no wonder you have to join the Tian group. This is the reason for your love."
The old man Tianzu sat next to him, laughing and teasing.
Jiang Siming did not deny it. It was indeed the reason. There was nothing to deny.
The No. 1 leader did not embarrass Jiang Siming. He just heard what Jiang Siming said was enough. As long as there was a real need, he believed that Jiang Siming would definitely help.
"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Let's have breakfast together. I have to go over to attend the YB ceremony in a while. You all go, Xiaojiang. You can pick up your confidante later. I'll have someone put them in the tower for you.
Arrange a seat." Number 1 said.
"Really? Thank you so much, chief."
Jiang Siming was overjoyed. Being able to go to the tower to watch it was much more comfortable than going to a nearby hotel. That was the closest way to watch the YB ceremony.
"But I have a condition."
"Chief, tell me."
"If someone dares to mess around today, you have to kill these people without anyone noticing. Can you do that?" Chief No. 1 asked.
"No problem, it's a trivial matter." Jiang Siming smiled. If someone really came to cause trouble, he would be able to sense it if there was murderous intent.
"That's good, but you don't have to worry too much. This situation is just a hypothesis and it won't happen so easily."
After No. 1 finished speaking, he asked the guard to make breakfast.
After a while, breakfast was placed on the table. The breakfast was very simple, just soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns and pancakes.
Although he is already a billionaire, Jiang Siming does not dislike these simple breakfasts at all, and he enjoys eating meat buns every bite.
Besides, Chief No. 1 doesn’t despise this kind of breakfast, so what right does he have to despise it?
Seeing Jiang Siming eating happily, the two elders looked at each other and smiled, and their impression of Jiang Siming became better.
They had never seen anyone, especially young people, who could have breakfast with them without being nervous.
After eating breakfast and chatting for a while, leader No. 1 left, followed by the old man from Tianzhu.
Naturally, Jiang Siming didn't want to stay here any longer and asked the security guard to drive him back to the airport.
When I returned to the airport and told my girlfriends what happened that morning, they were so surprised that they couldn't help but feel proud at the same time.
Look, these men can have breakfast with Chief No. 1. Who can do it?
Jiang Siming also told them that they could go to the tower to watch YB together, making them dance happily.
Jiang Siming asked Li Chunlan to drive out the car on the plane. This car was not a Rolls-Royce, but the oversized RV.
He was afraid that there wouldn't be enough space in the car when we set off together, so he changed into an RV in advance.
Not to mention, as soon as the RV comes out, whoever competes with it will have everyone equipped in one go.
The family got into the RV and headed to the city tower. As they approached the square, they encountered numerous checks.
There must be martial law around the square today, with guards and soldiers everywhere.
The nearby roads were so empty for the first time. Normally, every road in Kyoto would not be jammed with traffic and people.
Although there was censorship, Jiang Siming took out the small notebook of Tianzhu Keqing and made his way to the bottom of the gate tower without any hindrance.
A guard came over immediately, led Jiang Siming and his family to the tower, and found the assigned seats for them to sit down.
What surprised Jiang Siming was that the location was so good. It was not only at the highest point of the tower, but also allowed him to enjoy the YB ceremony downstairs to the greatest extent.
Moreover, there are few people and no exposure to the sun, so you don’t have to wait and see in the sun like other people.
Jiang Siming didn't believe that this position was random. It must have been specially approved by the No. 1 leader.
Now that he accepted this love, Jiang Siming had to do some work. After going upstairs, Jiang Siming's consciousness spread out and locked onto every move around the tower.
There is no situation yet, but Jiang Siming still remains vigilant. If there is a situation, he will take action at any time.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the YB ceremony officially began, and almost everyone on the tower was present.
It's just that no one is treated like Jiang Siming and has such a good location. Most people who come to see YB sit under the sun and sit near the end of the building.
How could they sit at the highest place like Jiang Siming, not exposed to the sun, and most importantly, they were hidden, so no one could notice them, not even the cameras could capture them.
Chief No. 1 delivered a speech on the tower and then announced that the YB ceremony had officially begun.
This YB ceremony is indeed the largest ever.
Rows of YB troops walked past the gate tower, each formation forming an extremely regular square.
The movements of every soldier inside are as consistent as a mirror. From movements to steps, they are all neatly aligned. No matter which angle you look at, it is a straight line, as if you are watching a special effect.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but feel excited and proud of his country when he saw it. This was a unique scene in their Chinese YB ceremony.
Huaxia YB is also recognized around the world as one of the most beautiful ceremonies.
Moreover, in the past two years, many countries have begun to learn from China's YB rituals, but they only copied the gourd and failed to learn the essence at all.
There are many formations, including the navy, army, air force, and escorts, a total of fourteen foot formations and thirty equipment formations.
Seventy years of heroic pass and long road, ninety thousand miles of wind and power are rising!
Jiang Siming has personally experienced this moment that makes Chinese people most proud, and feels the same way.
Finally, more than a hundred planes, including bombers, tankers, fighter jets, transport planes, etc., flew over the sky. A large number of aircraft types flew past.
There are only two words for this feeling: Powerful! Prosperous!
Jiang Siming suddenly remembered the words of Director Wu, the spokesperson of the Ministry of National Defense, in memory of Premier Zhou.
At that time, Chief Zhou said that there were not enough planes and he would fly twice.
Today's China is already in good health, the country is rich and the military is strong, and now our planes no longer need to fly a second time.
This prosperous age is as you wish!
It was not until ten o'clock that the YB ceremony ended. Jiang Siming breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing happened and everything went smoothly.
Think about it, China is so powerful now, whoever dares to cause trouble at this juncture is seeking death.
After YB ended, Jiang Siming also took his wives into the RV and soon disappeared.
The family flew back to the Magic City again, and it was just noon.
Although it only took more than two hours to watch the military parade, the impression left on Jiang Siming may not fade for two hundred years.
Today, for him, he not only watched the YB ceremony, but also had breakfast with the No. 1 leader. Just for this, Jiang Siming felt that it was worth it.
As soon as October ends, it’s time for the holidays, a statutory seven-day holiday. My girlfriends’ companies have also taken a break and they all go home to enjoy this rare seven-day holiday.
Jiang Siming wanted to take them out to play, but none of these girls wanted to go out again. For them, home was ten thousand times more comfortable than outside.
So the family spent the holidays in the manor, sleeping until they woke up naturally in the morning, playing tennis, swimming, mahjong, cards, etc. at noon.
At night, Jiang Siming "took care of" me until dawn, and the next day I slept until I woke up naturally. After I woke up, I continued to play mahjong after dinner...
This cycle goes on and on, endlessly~ (To be continued)