Chapter 130

After Xiao Qi came, Jia Yapeng finally relaxed. All kinds of messy things were handed over to Xiao Qi and Baidu real estate to deal with. Baidu's employees were Tsinghua students. Although they were a little poor, they were definitely first-class. Coping with all kinds of complex difficulties was not a problem. They soon handled things in order, and then put forward some rectification suggestions, The whole process also went a lot smoothly.

After a few months, all the quadrangles have been successfully transferred. These will be discussed later, not to mention for the time being.

However, Jia Yapeng has only one day to relax. Tomorrow is the 25th, that is, the day of the Starlight Award Ceremony. This is what Jia Yapeng is doing in the imperial capital. He will attend the Starlight Award Ceremony, receive the award for the imperial company, and then return to Yuzhang.

That day, Jia Yapeng put on his rare suit. Originally, Jia Yapeng wanted to prepare an evening dress for Zhu Qiushui, but he saw a crazy expression from Zhu Qiushui.

"Who would wear evening dress to such a place?" Zhu Qiushui was going crazy.

"Isn't it normal to go to the party and wear a dress?" Jia Yapeng didn't know why Zhu Qiushui was so angry.

"Do you want me to be the focus of the audience?"

"You are so beautiful, of course, is the focus of the audience!" Jia Yapeng thought that his witty remark could win Zhu Qiushui's favor, but he did not expect to get a more collapsed look.

"I won't go..." finally, Zhu Qiushui said decisively. Jia Yapeng had no choice but to leave alone in a suit. When Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue and a hotel conference room, Jia Yapeng suddenly understood why Zhu Qiushui collapsed so much.

After Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue, he did not see the dining tables with exquisite food, nor did he see all kinds of self-help food and meals for Western-style dinner. He saw only neat rows of chairs, wooden and stiff old folding chairs.

There is also a red note on the back of each chair, on which the names of the participants are written.

Only on the rostrum of the conference room was a row of tables covered with a red cloth, then a famous brand and a ceramic tea cup.

Jia Yapeng thought he had gone to the wrong place and came not to the award ceremony, but to the conference room of a government organ.

Jia Yapeng noticed that among the people who had arrived at the venue, very few people wore suits like him. We were all wearing Zhongshan suits. Many people showed their dislike and dissatisfaction when they saw Jia Yapeng's suits.

"Shit, I forgot again. This is 1992!" Jia Yapeng sighed in his heart. Now is not the age of entertainment to death in the future. Now, whether the Starlight Award or the Golden Rooster Award is an award with strong institutional flavor. It is a government activity. It is a very serious and formal thing. Naturally, it should be handled according to the standard conference process.

So all the award ceremonies in this era, like now, all actors, directors and relevant personnel sit on the small bench, and the leaders sit on the podium, solemnly and seriously award awards, and represent the recognition of the state.

If Zhu Qiushui really appears on this serious occasion in an evening dress, she will really be the focus of the whole audience. I'm afraid the whole person will collapse directly.

And Jia Yapeng and the emperor behind him, I'm afraid they won't become a big joke.

Jia Yapeng carefully entered the venue, and then suddenly found his seat.

Because Jia Yapeng's position is at the last edge of the penultimate row, and the whole venue has a total of 12 rows of seats, and the Chinese people are the people who have the deepest research on seat philosophy.

Since our boss Jia has been ranked at the edge of the penultimate row, we can imagine his position in the eyes of those in these rows.

"Foolish upstarts? The moths of the people and society, the mountains pressing on them?" Jia Yapeng laughed at himself, but this position is not without benefits. At least, this position is very convenient when receiving the award, and there is no need to squeeze in front of others.

However, looking around, all the people sitting in the conference room are acquaintances. Jia Yapeng knows more than half of them. After all, Jia Yapeng grew up watching their movies, TV dramas and various TV programs. Jia Yapeng is familiar with them.

Of course, these people don't know Jia Yapeng. After all, Jia Yapeng is really a stranger.

At the beginning, Jia Yapeng was very polite to say hello to these writers and artists who looked up and introduced himself. Only when they learned that Jia Yapeng was just a rich boss, they only had a fairly public smile about Jia Yapeng's attitude and didn't even bother to say a few more greetings.

This is not the age of money worship for future generations. In this era, literary youth are still more respected and valued for human talent and Cultural Youth temperament. The favorite of young women is still literary youth.

Of course, when young women enter the middle age, they will find that rich old men are more lovely.

Anyway, the attitude of literary and artistic workers towards the rich in this era is somewhat complex. They envy and despise them in their hearts. Unlike 2020, most young men want to call Wang Jianlin their father and young women want to call Wang Sicong their husband.

Knowing that Jia Yapeng had money, they not only wouldn't curry favor with him, but also had a trace of contempt, and then they stayed away.

It has to be said that the literary and artistic workers of this era still have backbone in their bodies. At least for money worship, they still have backbone, and have more positive impact on society, at least much stronger than those stars in later generations.

But this made Jia Yapeng quite speechless and depressed. He couldn't help regretting why he ran to the venue. Reading newspapers in the courtyard was more fragrant than this!

So Jia Yapeng decided to give up his attempt to know anyone's literary and artistic predecessors again, sat down honestly in his position, prayed that the award ceremony would end quickly, and he could go home and sleep.

However, just as Jia Yapeng sat down, a strong northeast accent sounded, "comrade, please excuse me. Next to you is my seat!" (sorry, I don't know much about northeast dialect and can't write the taste of northeast dialect. Just make up your mind. This is northeast accent.)

"It's all right!" Jia Yapeng stood up and saw the appearance of a short middle-aged man.

"Uncle black earth?" Jia Yapeng was stunned.