Weekend, southern suburbs.
The anniversary celebration of Dynasty Group and the opening ceremony of Miracle Group were held at the same time, which was no small matter for both the outer city business district and the inner city cultivation world.
The Beicheng government paid special attention to it, and even the Presidential Office personally sent congratulatory gifts.
Major media outlets rushed to report on it, and they went to occupy the most ideal position at dawn. Several drones were deployed to broadcast live broadcasts throughout the day.
At the entrance of Miracle Hotel, Zhang Liang and others saw Guan Bao and Su Muchiao.
"Guan Bao, have you got the tickets for the Dynasty anniversary celebration?" Zhang Liang asked.
Guan Bao looked proud, took out two coupons from his pocket and shook them.
"That is."
Zhang Liang looked puzzled, "How did you get it?"
Song Hui on the side snorted, "No need to ask, Si Niannian must have got it for him. He said at school that he couldn't break the rules of the dynasty and couldn't help everyone, but in private he didn't get it for Guan Bao. Admission ticket?”
Sumu Qiao frowned and took a step back.
Guan Bao quickly turned around, "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong?"
"acid."
Every move of the cold goddess attracted people's attention. Many people had been looking at Su Muchiao since just now, and couldn't help but laugh when they heard her say this.
The one who laughed the loudest was Guan Bao, "Hahaha... yes, it's quite sour."
Then, he looked at Song Hui and said, "I really wanted Niannian to help me get the tickets to piss you off, but Master, I was very lucky and got two tickets in the online lottery."
Zhang Liang's eyes twitched, "You are really lucky. You got one in a million chance, and you got two at once."
Bang!
Bang bang!
A gun salute suddenly sounded.
Eight helicopters flew over the southern suburbs again, circling and circling.
Red rose petals fell from the helicopter and fluttered in the wind.
"Look, they are rose petals. Go and pick them up. I heard that some petals have words engraved on them. Once you pick them up, you can exchange them for gifts with the staff of the Dynasty."
Someone shouted and ran towards the petals.
When Guan Bao and the others heard this, they also followed.
Most of these people don't care what the gift is, but they really like the gift of rose petals.
Especially girls.
"Oh my god, who came up with this method? It's so romantic."
"Yeah, it's a pity that it's an anniversary event. If it were a proposal or a wedding, my God, just thinking about it makes me feel so warm and happy."
"If someone uses a helicopter to drop flower petals to propose to me in the future, I will definitely marry him without saying anything."
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Miracle Restaurant, Si Xinghe looked out the window, speechless and holding his forehead.
"Is this also done by Seven?"
In fact, there was no need to ask, he could think of it with his toes.
Shizhou nodded, "Vice President Zhou said that it is rare for Miracle and Dynasty to hold activities at the same time, so they must be more original. I heard that the words engraved on the petals were all written by Vice President Zhou himself."
At this moment, Si Xinghe's cell phone rang. It was a message from Zhou Qi, saying that something was delayed and he would be late for a while, so Si Xinghe should not be angry.
"Ah."
Si Xinghe couldn't help but laugh.
He is obviously an arrogant boss, and everyone in the world has to look at his face, but he always acts like a little daughter-in-law in front of him.
When Gu Yanan just came in, what he saw was Si Xinghe smiling brightly at the phone, and he couldn't help but pause.
Si Xinghe put away his phone and asked, "How is the little princess doing?"
He turned his head and locked his eyes accurately on Gu Yanan, as if he knew he was coming in.
Today's eighth update is over. See you in the next chapter at 0 o'clock. Good night, okay
(End of chapter)