Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 75
[Chapter 75 Style]
Get up early to worship all the gods, and ask for your recommendation vote!
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At seven o’clock in the evening, Mingjing Building.
When Hong Dali’s luxury motorcade arrived at the square in front of Mingjing Building, the entrance to Mingjing Building had already been cleared of irrelevant people. The entire parking lot is filled with various cars. The low-end ones are worth about 200,000 yuan, while the high-end ones are worth millions. The security guards patrolled back and forth with electric batons, and the security was tight. If they saw any suspicious persons who had nothing to do with them, they would immediately come forward to inquire. People who did not know the inside story would think that it was some big shot coming to inspect.
As soon as Hong Dali’s motorcade stopped, specialized personnel immediately threw the carpet in front of him, and then the beautiful reception ladies in high-slit cheongsam stood in a row. Hong Dali and Tang Muxin just got out of the car. The welcoming ladies immediately bowed at a ninety-degree angle and shouted “Welcome” in unison. No matter where they looked, a flash of fleshy light flashed. Hong Dali was so frightened that he trembled, thinking that he had accidentally traveled to a certain place. A high-end club in the city called “Dongguan”.
As soon as the lineup of welcoming ladies passed by, dozens of reporters from the media followed. The flashbulbs shone like thunder and lightning, making Hong Dali dizzy and unable to stand.
“Are you planning to commit murder?” Others were afraid that the flashlight would flash less when they hit him, but Hong Dali was so angry that his hair almost stood up: “I’m not a star, don’t shoot me! If I shoot again, I’ll call you believe it or not.” Do you know why the flowers are so red?!”
Jiu Da Dog Legs opened the way aggressively, barely threatening with a brick. Seeing that each other was about to get angry, a group of reporters quickly turned off their cameras, otherwise if the cameras were smashed, the evening would be in vain.
After finally being quiet for a while, Hong Dali muttered: “What kind of loser would cause such a big fight? Is that old guy Liu Mingxin trying to bluff me?”
Just as he was talking, Tang Muxin next to him suddenly exclaimed and tugged on Hong Dali’s arm. He pointed twice at a new luxury sports car that came in not far behind, and said excitedly: “I know that car! That’s the car of the big star Tai Yajing!”
“Oh,” Hong Dali said listlessly: “A star Well, look how excited you are. I, Sister Nianwei, am also a big star. Why can’t I see you so excited?”
“Miss Tai Yajing used to be my idol,” Tang Muxin said excitedly, “I liked her at that time. She’s so beautiful! She also sings great songs, and she’s been in several movies, which have done well at the box office.”
“Okay,” Hong Dali shrugged nonchalantly, “It seems like she should be here to participate. At this charity gala, why don’t you go and get an autograph?”
“Signature!” Tang Muxin’s eyes suddenly lit up: “If you don’t tell me, I’ll forget about it. Then I’ll go upstairs and ask for his autograph! “
Really…” Hong Dali muttered, “How come I didn’t notice you like this before?”
“Everyone has someone they admire when they were young,” Tang Muxin said coquettishly, “I also have one, don’t you?”
“I…” Hong Dali opened his mouth: “Okay, I do too.”
After being in this world for so long, Hong Dali has seen the big market and doesn’t care about such scenes.
This is how this person is, he has his own vision in any environment. Hong Dali sees the two three-meter-tall red jade lions in his home every day, so he would not be surprised when encountering such a situation.
Ignoring the reporters at the scene, the two of them went directly upstairs with a driver and nine bastards. The reception staff knew that Hong Dali was a super young man just by looking at Hong Dali’s demeanor. How could they dare to stop him or even invite him? Not daring to mention a word in the post, he led everyone directly into the elevator that led directly to the dinner venue on the 26th floor.
Soon after they reached the twenty-sixth floor, the elevator doors slowly opened, and they saw at least twenty men and women with cameras, recorders, and microphones surrounding them. When they saw everyone there, they couldn’t help but snap pictures.
Hong Dali stretched out his hand to cover his and Tang Muxin’s eyes. After the “click” sound was completed, he finally opened his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he commanded the male dogleg next to him: “Come on!”
The male dogleg rushed toward him with all his strength. A reporter who was standing in front of us went over and asked, “What are we filming? Do you know who we are and why are you filming us?”
“You are…” Only then did the reporter realize that he was filming the wrong person.
“This is our young master and young lady, do you understand?” the male dogleg asked.
“No… I don’t know.” The reporter shook his head in confusion. Who claims to be the young master in such a loud voice?
“My life was in vain!” The man stretched out his hand and pushed the reporter.
How dare you beat a reporter? Is that okay? The others were preparing to make headlines after another slap in the face. Several other doglegs had already seized the position. Hong Dali led Tang Muxin and walked in with their heads held high and their chests high. Hong Dali did not forget to snap his fingers. : “Well done, I’ll give you a reward of 20,000 yuan!”
The man who pushed the man into a fight hurriedly thanked the master for his kindness: “Thank you, young master, for the reward!”
The reward was 20,000 yuan for a tip, and the reporters were dumbfounded. Hong Dali knew that hitting a stick with a stick would give him a sweet date, so he sniffed and said as he walked: “Xiao Yi, tell them that each person who deletes the photo will be rewarded five thousand.”
Then all the reporters instantly Delete all photos of everyone, leaving no one behind!
This is right, this is what a great prodigal should look like! Hong Dali came here today with the intention of telling the other party to underestimate the enemy. Naturally, the more arrogant and prodigal he is, the better the effect will be. The big losers had already understood Hong Dali’s ideas before they came here, so naturally they tried their best to cooperate. When they arrived at the reception door on the 26th floor, the etiquette lady guarding the door asked Hong Dali to show him the invitation. Hong Dali directly replied: “No.”
The etiquette lady was covered in cold sweat. She looked at the fierce-looking losers and intuitively told her that if Anyone who dares to say “no” will be pulled down, first x and then o, first o and then x, x and then o, o and then x. Finally, for the sake of his own life, he bows his head decisively: “I’m sorry, sir, what am I doing?” I haven’t seen it yet.”
“Well, that’s right.” Hong Dali snapped his fingers again: “Five thousand.”
Then the man took out a wad of banknotes, counted them out, and then stuffed them into the receptionist’s hand. Li: “Surprise fee.”
In the dumbfounded eyes of the welcoming lady, everyone walked away.
Just like that, the group finally entered the reception hall on the 26th floor without any danger.
To be honest, Hong Dali was also someone who had seen big events, but this reception hall still gave him a luxurious feeling.
Covering an area of several thousand square meters, the Basilica-style round curved roof is topped with various exquisite murals and eighteen large crystal chandeliers. Each lamp has six layers, is in the shape of an inverted pyramid, and is studded with densely connected small lamps. , radiant and exquisite.
The best thing was the marble floor that had been waxed countless times. Hong Dali accidentally lowered his head and glanced at it, expressing his satisfaction: “Well, it’s white.”
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