The first thousand two hundred and forty chapters change seats
Outside Dutton Manor, a tall bodyguard stood side by side at the gate.
The iron gates at the entrance have all been opened, and several security inspection machines have been installed.
Further afield, armed police and armed police had already surrounded the entire Dutton Manor.
This wedding of the century was also regarded as a new beginning of civil cooperation by the Fu Kingdom and the Perfume Country, so the two countries also attached great importance to this wedding. The Fu Country sent their princes to attend the wedding as representatives of the royal family, and the Perfume Country
On the country's side, military police were dispatched to ensure the normal progress of the wedding.
In addition to military police and private bodyguards, the most common people near Dutton Manor are media reporters.
These media reporters stood in the outer circle. They aimed their cameras at the gate of Dutton Manor and included celebrities from all over the world in their shots.
Although it is just an ordinary entrance, it is no less valuable than any of the world's top red carpets.
A-list stars from Haolaiwu, top rich men from various countries, high-level political figures, as well as aristocrats and celebrities from the East and West, all came to Dutton Manor to witness this wedding with their own eyes.
Everyone is dressed very carefully, some are luxuriously dressed, while others are relatively low-key and restrained, each with its own characteristics.
Especially those celebrities, each of them is wearing their own brand's high-end clothing of the season, which is extremely eye-catching.
Luxury cars parked on the edge of Dutton Manor, and helicopters flew into Dutton Manor from the sky.
Lin Zhiming also dressed up very carefully today. He wore a toad mirror on his face, a white top hat on his head, a decent Chinese gown, a golden dragon-head crutch in his hand, and a pair of cloth shoes at his feet.
After passing the first ticket gate with the invitation letter in hand, he slowly walked towards the main entrance of Dutton Manor.
On the way, Lin Zhiming saw a lot of people, some from the East, some from the West, some white people, some black people. Everyone walked towards the main entrance of Dutton Manor like Lin Zhiming. Many of them were wearing sunglasses like Lin Zhiming.
Some people even wore masks, as if they didn't want others to know their identities.
Lin Zhiming didn't wear a mask, but he had a beard on his chin, and his hair and eyes were covered, so it was still a bit difficult to identify him.
Lin Zhiming walked very attentively and did not take off his glasses despite the words of the reporters not far away. He calmly walked to the door, handed the invitation letter to the security personnel, and then walked through the security machine.
After confirming that he did not carry any anti-personnel weapons, Lin Zhiming was allowed to enter Dutton Manor.
Today, Dutton Manor has been completely decorated, with colorful balloons hanging in many places, making it look like a fairy tale kingdom.
Lin Zhiming followed the crowd forward, then walked around the building directly in front, and finally came to the huge open-air lawn.
Stages have been set up on the lawn, and right in front is a huge stage with gorgeous props.
There are chairs placed directly in front of the stage. The chairs are divided into two colors, one black and one white.
The white chairs were mainly in the first five rows. Lin Zhiming took a look and saw that there were about three hundred seats. The black chairs were behind the white chairs. There were a lot of them, probably seven or eight hundred.
These chairs are located in the middle of the lawn, and some bleachers are set up on the periphery, which surround the entire lawn.
This layout made Lin Zhiming think of three words.
concert!
That's right, the layout of the venue is like a concert venue. The white chairs are VVIP seats, the black chairs are VIP seats, and the stands next to them are ordinary seats.
Obviously, the person who can sit on the white chair is the most distinguished, followed by the black chair, and then the surrounding stands.
Lin Zhiming actually didn't like the idea of dividing visiting guests into three, six or nine classes, but considering the large number of people today, such a layout should be the best one.
Lin Zhiming looked at his invitation letter. The invitation letter was white, which meant that he was sitting on a white chair. There was a seat number 37A on the invitation letter, which meant that Lin Zhiming's position should be in the white chair area.
Position 37A.
37A, Lin Zhiming knew that this was a very front position without even thinking about it. Sitting in such a position would definitely attract the attention of many people. This was contrary to Lin Zhiming’s idea of coming to Perfume Country this time, so Lin Zhiming put it away.
Invitation, looked around, and finally walked towards the middle of the black chair.
Arriving in the middle of the black chair, Lin Zhiming randomly picked a spot and sat down.
Not long after, someone sat next to Lin Zhiming.
It was already half past eight in the morning. There were already many people entering the Winton Manor, and the surrounding stands were almost full.
"Hey, brother, hello!" A black man sat next to Lin Zhiming and took the initiative to say hello to Lin Zhiming.
"Hello." Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded to the other party.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is JR Smith, you can call me JR, I play basketball in the NBA," the other party said.
"My name is Jimmy." Lin Zhiming took out his trumpet.
"Jimmy? What do you do? You must not watch the NBA, right? Otherwise you wouldn't know me." The man named JR Smith said with a smile.
"I'm in business. I really don't watch the NBA very much. Are you famous?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"Of course, I'm a good three-point shooter. Everyone calls me the sharpshooter JR!" JR Smith said.
"Then which team are you on?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"He was demoted to the Development League by the Houston Rockets last month. He averaged 28% of his three-point shooting percentage per game. You have the nerve to say that you are a marksman." A fat white man stood in front of Lin Zhiming.
The person beside him said with a mocking expression.
"I just injured my hand, and I'm recovering now. When I recover, my shooting percentage will be higher!" JR. Smith said excitedly.
"Come on, I often watch the NBA, and you are just a second-rate player on a second-rate team." The fat white man smiled and waved his hand, as if you were not kidding me.
Lin Zhiming frowned slightly, feeling that this fat white man was a little unfriendly to JR Smith.
JR. Smith looked annoyed when someone said that, but he didn't get angry. He probably knew that today was not the right time to get angry.
"A second-rate NBA player can actually sit in this area. I guess you are a distant relative of the rookie, right?" The fat white man seemed to be getting more excited and continued to provoke JR. Smith.
JR. Smith frowned and glanced at the fat white man, but still chose not to speak.
The fat white man saw JR. Smith ignoring him and smiled. Then he picked up his invitation and looked at it, then looked at his seat on the chair.
"89N, sir, your seat is mine, right? Why did you take my seat?!" The fat white man found that his seat was taken by Lin Zhiming, and asked with a frown.
"That's it, can I change places with you? I..." Lin Zhiming said.
However, before he had finished speaking, the fat white man said impatiently, "If you don't change it, don't change it. Do you think this position can be changed casually? This is 89N, the black middle position, you know what this means
What? This means that my status is the highest in this area, who do you think you are, that you can trade my position with me?"
Lin Zhiming frowned slightly, and put back the invitation he had planned to take out.
"Forget it." Lin Zhiming stood up and said.
"I really don't understand you people. You are obviously not from our area, but you still want to find someone to change seats and come in. You act as if your status will be improved by sitting here. Are you planning to take a photo and post it?"
Do you want to show off on Weibo? I know everything about you people, and you are the ones I hate the most. We are not part of a group, so don’t force yourself into it, you know?" said the fat white man.
Lin Zhiming finally understood that this fat white man was not targeting JR Smith, but simply liked to insult others, and he felt very good about himself.
Lin Zhiming didn't intend to pay attention to such a person, because at his level, he had already underestimated many things.
When he was about to leave, JR. Smith stood up and said, "I'll switch with you. You sit in my seat."
"Are you going to switch seats with me?" Lin Zhiming looked at JR Smith in surprise, not expecting that he would switch seats for him.
"I don't like sitting here." JR. Smith glanced at the fat white man, his eyes full of disgust.
"I'm not willing to sit with someone like you. It really lowers my status!" The fat white man sat down on his seat, crossed his legs and crossed his arms.
The diamond watch in his hand exuded bursts of brilliance in the sunlight.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded and took out his white invitation letter from his pocket.
"Just change with him and go to the quiet bleachers." The fat white man said with a joking face, and then glanced at the invitation letter in Lin Zhiming's hand.
When he saw the white invitation in Lin Zhiming's hand, he was stunned for a moment.
White invitation?
Doesn't that represent the white area?
Lin Zhiming handed the invitation letter to JR. Smith.
JR. Smith also knew the meaning of the white invitation. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you sitting in the front?"
"Yes, 37A, it should be in the first row. Go look for it. Thank you!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"First row 37A!?" The fat white man was shocked.
Who can sit in the first row? For example, the prince of the corrupt country, the senior official of the perfume country, or the richest man of a certain country.
No matter which one, they are the top existences in the world.
The oriental man in front of me is actually on the same level as those people?