Chapter 751

Yan Chunlai knew exactly what he had done in the Pearl before Hunan withdrew to the Soviet province.

Qi Yongfeng and others may hide their superior leaders and dare not hide Yan Chunlai.

Unless they don't want to hang out with the Pearl in the future.

But when Lou Yuxiang returned to Jiangsu Province, what Yan Chunlai could know was a little more than Xiao Fang, a vegetable dealer in Fengshan county.

I still don't understand how the old man of the Lou family, who has always focused on the interests of the Lou family, promised to cooperate with those who are unfavorable to his granddaughter to act and martial law several streets, creating the effect of ghost street to deceive Lou Xiang.

Who the hell is that man?

Yan Chunlai is very eager to know who can make Guo Yiqin disappear and the Su provincial Lou family bow down.

It's just that Guo Yiqin can't be contacted. At this time, if anyone dares to call the Lou family, he must be hitting people in the face of red fruit - Yan Chunlai won't call even if his head is pinched.

The sound of footsteps came from the mahogany stairs.

Yan Chunlai doesn't have to look back. He also knows that the person who came is his wife Ye Mingmei.

He didn't look back.

In the past, the sound of Ye Mingmei walking down the stairs in high-heeled slippers was not enough in his ears.

But when she learned that she had a dirty relationship with Fangyuan behind her back... If she didn't have to maintain the family stability, if it weren't for ye Mingmei's influence in Mingzhu (she is Mingzhu, or simply, she would have paid enough fines.

High profile, we must be high-profile. It's best to let people all over the world know that Lin Wuer is back again.

Lin Wuer is wearing a white suit, a red shirt collar, a blue bow tie and her short hair. She looks very smart and capable.

At ten o'clock sharp, Lin Wuer, surrounded by several company elders such as Li Jie, walked slowly out of the door of the headquarters hall.

Looking at the energetic President Lin, Li Jie was filled with emotion.

When Li Jie left Lin Wu's childhood, he did say, "I'll wait for you to make a comeback and serve you.".

But at that time, they both knew that it was a matter of face.

Face, who will take it seriously?

Just like Li Jie never thought, Lin Wuer killed him again.

If this is a gamble, Li Jie, who used to be only assigned to Lin Wuer as a bodyguard, is now appointed as the vice president of the company, accounting for 3% of the share dividend, which is definitely a big harvest when there is smoke on the ancestral grave.

From yesterday to now, Li Jie seems to be dreaming.

Fortunately, I can also see the parking lot outside in my dream. Colored balloons are floating, and the large arch gate is like a rainbow. Three trucks can drive past side by side. The red firecrackers and paper scraps all over the ground look like unspeakable joy.

There were hundreds of reporters on the scene -- these reporters from major media, but they were all "hired" by Donghai group.

In fact, Lin Wuer doesn't spend money. These reporters will run over like dogs smelling meat and bones: give money instead, and have to interview Lin how to make building Xiang spit out the meat he swallowed.

However, in addition to these reporters, only two or three kittens came to the opening site with an invitation. They are still friends with Lin Donghai.

Even the Pearl chamber of Commerce, which should be here most, has only one vice president, but he proudly holds his nose high and has a free and easy look of "I will go away against the wind at any time".

Lin Wuer doesn't understand: I drove the big tiger building Xiang out of the Pearl. I shouldn't have defended the interests of all my colleagues in the Pearl mall. Should everyone applaud and celebrate? Why don't you give face?

Hehe, are you afraid of being retaliated by Lou Yuxiang?

But it's up to you. Anyway, I'm not going to have many people to support today.

Walking to the red carpet stage, Lin Wuer looked at Qin Dachuan.

Brother Dachuan, with a sharp mouth, was entrusted as the host of the opening ceremony today.

Wearing a pair of flat glasses and acting as a cultural man, Qin Dachuan sorted out his straight black suit, went to the small table, flicked the microphone with his finger and said, "Hello, ladies and gentlemen."

Encouraged by the big red envelope, many reporters immediately applauded in return for brother Dachuan's greetings.

The vice president of the chamber of Commerce, however, was still indifferent and did not move.

In fact, he and several kittens who came to support him did not need to stand here. He could sit in the guest seat in the west of the small platform, taste big tea, hold cigarettes, and look satisfied with everything.

They didn't go there -- maybe they were embarrassed because they didn't bring any gifts when they came to join us today?

Shen Yuru is responsible for recording and receiving gifts.

She really wants to take advantage of this opportunity to help Wuer say a few words to the bosses, "please take care of me more in the future.".

But no one went there. Even if only one dollar was given, it could cover Shen Yuru's shame.

Drop, drop.

Just when Qin Dachuan had host fan er's hand raised and pressed down the applause, ready to give more applause, congratulate and thank you for your support, a car horn sounded from behind the reporters.

Everyone instinctively looked back and saw several black cars slowly driving into the parking lot.

The door of the car in the middle opened, and a foreigner with silver hair and a high nose stepped out of the car under the hospitality of the secretary.

"Oh, isn't that Mr. Carl, the boss of Mingzhu branch of yuanyao hotel?"

"Yes, it's him. How could he come to support Donghai group?"

"Now I can't say I'm here to support it, maybe I'm here to smash it, right?"

"Ha, are you here to support or smash the show? You can basically guess if he has sent gifts."

"Eh, he really came to support. You see, he went to the reception desk."

In the whispered comments of the reporters, Lin Wuer had already taken Li Jie and others to quickly welcome the past. He stretched out his right hand and smiled gratefully: "Mr. Carl, I didn't expect you to really come."

"If someone hadn't asked me to come later, I might have come earlier."

Mr. Carl kissed Lin Wuer gently on the back of his hand and said with a smile.

"Someone asked you to come later?"

Lin Wuer was stunned. Xiumei picked it up and looked back at a window on the second floor behind him.

Behind the window glass stood a guy in a navy blue stand collar Zhongshan suit. Seeing Lin Wuer looking back, he raised his hand and waved proudly, motioning her to receive the guests first.

Suddenly, Lin Wuer thought of the bonfire party she saw in Lop Nur two years ago.

In that kind of ghost place, where so many people can be gathered around, how can we make this great day cold without guests?