Chapter 447： Are you not popular?

Seeing that everyone came up enthusiastically, they actively wanted to shake hands with the white-haired old man,

Before waiting for Chen Jianhai to react, the young male assistant on the side was already proficiently standing up.

In addition to Huang Baichuan and other really important figures shaking hands with the white-haired old man,

The rest are basically arranged in two rows next to them, standing beside them with smiles on their faces, consciously leaving a path in the middle, allowing Chen Jianhai and the white-haired old man to walk towards the center of the gate.

Even Tong Tongsheng had a bright smile on his face and stood aside with his duty.

The white-haired old man walked in the middle, clearly wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, but he abruptly walked out of the imposing manner of a martial arts supreme and a generation of masters.

Even Chen Jianhai shrank back subconsciously, leaving half a body distance between him and the white-haired old man.

good guy...

Chen Jianhai's eyelids twitched slightly.

"Why does it feel like a fox and a tiger."

As soon as this idea came up, Chen Jianhai broke out in cold sweat on his back.

Born from the heart,

If this thought popped up in his own mind, thinking that he had become the follower of the white-haired old man,

What will other visitors think, and what will your own employees think? !

He invited the white-haired old man over to celebrate, not to rob him of his glory and hold his limelight!

Gritting his teeth, Chen Jianhai took a deep breath,

"This is my hotel!"

"The white-haired uncle is the VIP I invited, and I am the protagonist of today!"

"It doesn't matter which **** and Buddha this white-haired old man is, but in the Lion Castle Hotel, I am the only god!"

straightened his position,

Chen Jianhai took a deep breath, and all the previously faint embarrassment and tension were resolved.

He has long legs and big steps.

In one step, he and the white-haired old man instantly became equal from front to back.

The two walked side by side towards the hotel's main entrance.

It seems that he has noticed the change in the little boss's stride, or maybe it's been a long time since no one has walked with him at this angle.

The white-haired old man looked at Chen Jianhai meaningfully,

under the sun,

I saw the young man in front of him, facing the extraordinary smiles and support from all around him, but still looked relaxed and calm, without any cramps and tension at all.

There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the white-haired old man.

...

The reason why Lion Lake Castle is named "Lake Castle" is because there is a huge green lake in the main part of the hotel castle.

The calm lake is like a mirror, reflecting the majestic and luxurious hotels in the lake. From time to time, a few black swans gracefully swim through the lake, causing a series of ripples.

On the shore where the ripples disappeared, I prepared the items and etiquette for today's ribbon-cutting early.

Just waiting for the ribbon-cutting ceremony for a while, "Lion Lake Fort Hotel" can officially open.

Seeing Chen Jianhai and the white-haired old man walking in front side by side,

The person who just said that Chen Jianhai opened the store this time with a low "coffee position" is now silent.

Tong Tongsheng and others followed closely behind and left and right of the two of them, their eyes full of surprise and shock.

What is the relationship between Chen Jianhai and Song Zhanyun?

A hotel is open, and it can even invite this old man!

Tong Tongsheng's eyes flickered several times,

No wonder Chen Jianhai can buy such a large piece of land on Butter Road, and has the courage to open a store next to Magic Century Theme Park,

There is such a backer behind the co-authorship!

"What are they holding in their hands?"

Gu Zhuo

While walking, the white-haired old man suddenly pointed at the invitation cards in the hands of the people around him, and said curiously.

Chen Jianhai said: "I got an invitation from the hotel."

When the white-haired old man heard this, he opened his mouth half jokingly and half unhappily:

"Why do they have invitations, but I don't?"

Chen Jianhai didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Didn't I send you a message to invite you here? It's much more valuable than an invitation."

After hearing this, the white-haired old man lost his temper and walked forward.

On the contrary, Chen Jianhai gave the old man a sneaking glance in his heart.

Want an invitation...?

tui!

I don't even know your surname, where you live, where can I send you invitations? !

Isn't this trying to make things difficult for me knowingly!

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise it would have been easy to be fooled by you.

But then again,

Although Chen Jianhai is stupid, there is one thing he is sure of.

If he really knew what the other party's name was and who lived there, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't even pay attention to him, let alone attend the opening ceremony.

Therefore, Chen Jianhai rationally never inquired who the other party was. He just thought it was because he knew a good friend who was older and had a kinder character.

The communication between friends is about fate, no desires, no desires, relaxed and happy to get along with each other.

Therefore, Chen Jianhai sometimes treats the white-haired old man no big or small.

The white-haired old man is also too seldom to see such a lively young man by his side. Under rare circumstances, he is even more willing to condone Chen Jianhai's mischief.

Between a few back and forth, on the contrary, a wonderful friendship that "doesn't see the light" has really been built.

Here, Chen Jianhai and the white-haired old man "knowingly asked" secretly compete, but listening to others' ears is not the case.

There wasn't even an invitation. Chen Jianhai just sent a message and Song Zhanyun came? ?

What is the relationship between these two!

For a time, not only the Zaomen gossip team, but also the Nanjiang battle group raised their ears, and inexplicable guesses filled their hearts.

The second-best youth in normal times suddenly became mysterious and tall in their hearts.

...

For the opening ceremony of the hotel,

Chen Jianhai and Lin Suyang are really familiar with each other, and the overall process is not bad. They didn't even prepare a new speech.

Just replaced the "Little Vest Island" and "Jasmine Hotel" with "Zaomen" and "Lion Lake Fort Hotel".

As for the part of the ribbon cutting,

With Song Zhanyun present at the scene, no one dared to come on stage to ask Ying.

The white-haired old man was suffocating Others don't take the initiative, and he doesn't take the initiative, just sits on the bench and eats melon seeds.

Chen Jianhai's eyes hurt because of the big gold watch on his wrist.

"Master, help me cut a ribbon!" Chen Jianhai slapped the scissors on the table confidently.

The white-haired old man glanced at Chen Jianhai, smiled and said: "There are so many people on the field, why are you asking me to cut it, are you not popular?"

wipe……

Chen Jianhai, who was choked with these words, almost didn't fall down.

It stands to reason that there should be a sentence in the speech, "The following is the ribbon-cutting of xxx," but he really didn't know what the white-haired old man was called and what he did.

This is really impossible to say.

"My popularity is good, and I want you to cut it for me without delay!"

Chen Jianhai bit his head and muttered:

"You're the only one who wears cloth shoes and looks like a great master in the whole field. You don't go to anyone!"