Chapter 1659

"Now you can go. Remember, it won't happen again," said scrawn

Frank nodded and helped his son out himself.

Behind them, there was a red stain of blood.

Hundreds of mercenaries got on the bus and walked clean in two or three minutes.

"Oh, we won."

Song Qiuyue and long Qiuxia hugged each other and jumped up happily.

Zhang long, Zhao Hu and other members of the dragon soul team cheered loudly and jumped up happily.

Hundreds of guests in the hall poured out of the gate and cheered one by one.

Many people climbed straight out of the broken window.

The streets outside were crowded with thousands of Chinese and overseas Chinese. Everyone cheered and applauded to celebrate the great victory of the Tang and song hotels.

The reporters kept busy and began to take pictures of Sloane, robs, George and others.

The etiquette company played happy music.

With a smile on his face, song Zhongyuan walked to Shi krone, robs, George and others, stretched out his hands, held Shi Krone tightly, and looked very excited: "Mr. President, I didn't expect you to take the time to participate in the ribbon cutting of the opening of our Tang Song hotel in your busy schedule. Thank you very much! I'm really surprised and excited to see you!"

With a smile of Hexi, Shi Krone showed an approachable appearance in front of so many media, holding the hand of song Zhongyuan, very cordial: "Mr. Song, there are 700000 Chinese and overseas Chinese in New York. Looking at the whole country, there are more than 3 million Chinese and overseas Chinese. So many Chinese and overseas Chinese have made important contributions to the economic construction and social development of our rice empire. We come uninvited today. We mainly take this opportunity to express our cordial condolences and heartfelt thanks to all Chinese and overseas Chinese living in the United States. As New York President of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, you should also convey our voice to all Chinese, and fully promote the friendship, exchanges and cooperation between our two countries in all aspects of economy and culture, so as to achieve common development and progress. "

Song Zhongyuan nodded again and again: "yes, yes, today is a special day. I will always remember this day and contribute my life to the friendship between the two peoples from generation to generation."

On the windowsill on the third floor, Qian Duoduo smiled: "this shit shell man is not bad. If he hadn't taken a dip of shit last night, he might not have been so obedient."

Frank, Wilson and Daniel sat in the car and drove quickly to the hospital.

Daniel lay in his seat, his eyes closed, his face crying in pain, and his right thigh was covered with blood.

Frank and Wilson sat beside him.

Frank bit his teeth and scolded fiercely, "Damn it, why did skron and George run to the Tang Song hotel to attend their opening ribbon cutting!"

Wilson mused, "do they have anything to do with song Zhongyuan?"

"Of course, it doesn't matter. Will they support it?"

"However, the last time we reported to Ashton George about the Martians, it was also about the Tang Song hotel. George didn't respond at all."

"It's Shi Krone. Shi Krone must have something to do with song Zhongyuan. No wonder song Zhongyuan's attitude is so tough. He knew that Shi Krone would attend their opening ribbon cutting."

"It's incredible that skron has a relationship with a Chinese in a small hotel. Even Ashton George didn't know in advance."

"There are many hidden things behind these senior officials. Forget it, we're unlucky this time. Don't provoke song Zhongyuan in the future. Alas..." Frank sighed and said to his son, "Daniel, do you hear me? You dare to provoke song Qiuyue again in the future. I'll break your three legs."

Daniel held his thigh in his hands and groaned in pain. His hands were full of blood. He opened his eyes: "Dad, I dare not go to the Tang and song hotel again. Ouch... Ouch... It hurts me..."

At this moment, inside and outside the Tang and song hotels, there was a warm and jubilant atmosphere.

Thousands of people gathered in the street in front of the hotel and watched the opening ribbon of the hotel. More than half of these people were Chinese and overseas Chinese, and some local Americans had always admired the prestige of the president. When they heard that the president arrived, they came to see Long Yan.

Many well-informed media reporters were added to the scene, carrying long guns and short guns, facing the ceremony platform.

On the ceremony stage, Shi Krone held a microphone and spoke excitedly: "... Since history, Dahua has had very friendly exchanges and cooperation with our rice empire. Three hundred years ago, Dahua's silk, porcelain and tea have entered our family and brought us the best enjoyment in life..."

George, robs, song Zhongyuan, sun Qiwen and others stood behind him. Everyone smiled and listened to the president's speech.

"Finally, I wish our rice Empire and great China peaceful coexistence and common development. I wish our friendship will last forever. I wish our two peoples a happy family and a better life for generations."

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There was a warm applause throughout the audience.

At this moment, every Chinese and overseas Chinese felt a sense of pride and could not help but stand up.

Skrone spoke, and then George and robs spoke. Of course, the theme is around the peaceful coexistence between the two countries and the friendship between the two peoples, constantly ushering in bursts of warm applause.

Sun Wenqi also spoke. As his position, he naturally stood at the height of the country and the people.

Song Zhongyuan also spoke, mainly to express his thanks.

Finally, there is a grand ribbon cutting ceremony.

Sikron stood in the middle, personally holding the scissors and cutting the red silk.

The scene suddenly burst into crackling firecrackers and applause, and people cheered like a tide.

After the ribbon cutting ceremony, the people walked off the ceremony platform. Song Zhongyuan and his wife warmly invited Shi krone, George and others to take their seats.

Skron and others went into the hall and looked around.

Hobbes didn't know the inside story, but he was in high spirits, just watching.

It's like Sloane and George are looking for something.

Of course, they are looking for "Martians" - the so-called sons of light.

Skron gave George a color. Of course George understood what he meant and waved to song Zhongyuan. Song Zhongyuan hurried to them, "Mr. George, what's up?"

"President song, do you know the son of light?"

"What?" Song Zhongyuan looked blankly, as if he didn't understand.

"Son of light."

"Son of light - what is it?"

"President song, the son of light is not a thing, but a person, a Martian."