Chapter 75

Wake up early to worship the gods of all walks of life, please recommend tickets!

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Mingjing Building.

When Hong Dali's luxury convoy arrived at the square in front of Mingjing Building, the gate of Mingjing Building had already been cleared of irrelevant idlers. The entire parking lot is full of all kinds of cars, the low-end ones are worth about 200,000 yuan, and the high-end ones are worth millions. The security guards patrolled back and forth with electric batons and were heavily guarded. When they saw any unrelated suspicious persons, they immediately stepped forward to inquire.

As soon as Hong Dali's convoy stopped, a special staff threw the carpet in front of him, and then the flowery and jade-like welcoming ladies stood in a row in a cheongsam with high slits, Hong Dali took Tang Muxin just out of the car, The ladies Yingbin immediately bowed at a ninety-degree angle, and shouted "Welcome" in unison. No matter where the eyes glanced, there was a flash of flesh, and Hong Dali shuddered in fright, thinking that he had accidentally traveled to a certain place. The high-end club in the city named "East Guan".

Just after the lineup of Miss Welcome, there were dozens of reporters from the media, and the flashlights shone fiercely, shaking like thunder and lightning, making Hong Dali dizzy and untenable.

"Is this murder?" People are afraid that the flashes will be too low when they see him, but Hong Dali is so angry that his hair almost sticks out: "I'm not a star, don't shoot me! If you shoot again, believe it or not, I will call you guys." Do you know why the flowers are so red?!"

The Nine Doglegs opened the way aggressively, and they almost didn't threaten with force with a brick. A group of reporters saw that the other party was going to get angry, so they quickly turned off the cameras, otherwise if the cameras were smashed, tonight would be in vain.

After finally being quiet for a while, Hong Dali muttered: "Why does Pojiu make such a big fight? Is that old guy Liu Mingxin trying to fool me?"

Just as they were talking, Tang Muxin who was beside her suddenly exclaimed, pulled Hong Dali's arms twice, pointed to a new luxury sports car not far behind, and said excitedly: "I know that car! It's the big star Tai Yajing car!"

"Oh," Hong Dali said listlessly: "A star, look at how excited you are. I think Sister Wei is also a big star. Why don't I see you so excited?"

"Miss Tai Yajing was my idol in the past," Tang Muxin said excitedly, "I really liked her at that time, she was so beautiful! She sang beautiful songs, and she also made several movies, which were very good at the box office. Woolen cloth."

"Okay." Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It seems that she should also come to this charity gala, why don't you stay and ask for an autograph?"

"Signature!" Tang Muxin's eyes lit up immediately: "I'd forget it if you didn't tell me, then I'll go to him and ask for his signature when I go upstairs later!"

Really... Hong Dali muttered: "Why didn't I find you like this before?"

"Everyone has someone they admired when they were young." Tang Muxin said coquettishly, "I would have one too, don't you?"

"I..." Hong Dali opened his mouth: "Well, I have it too."

Having been in this world for such a long time, Hong Dali can be considered to have seen the big market, and he doesn't care about this kind of scene.

This person is like this, he has what kind of vision in any environment. Hong Dali, the two three-meter-tall ruby ​​lions in his house, sees them every day, so naturally he wouldn't be surprised when this happens.

Ignoring the reporters at the scene, the two went upstairs directly with a driver and nine dog legs. The welcome staff only looked at Hong Dali's style, and they knew that he was definitely a super young man.

No one dared to stop them, they didn't even dare to mention the word invitation, and led everyone directly into the elevator leading to the dinner party on the twenty-sixth floor.

Soon ascended to the twenty-sixth floor, the elevator doors slowly retracted, and there were at least twenty men and women holding video cameras, cameras, recording pens, and microphones around them.

Hong Dali stretched out his hand to cover the eyes of himself and Tang Muxin, and finally opened his eyes after the "click" sound, and commanded the male dog beside him, "Go!"

The dog-legged man rushed towards a reporter who was still desperately pushing forward, and asked, "What kind of film are you shooting? Do you know who we are? You just shoot?"

"You are..." The reporter realized at this moment that the wrong person was photographed.

"This is our young master and young lady, do you know?" the male dog leg asked.

"No... I don't know." The reporter shook his head in confusion, who called himself the young master so loudly?

"It's a waste of life!" The male dog leg stretched out his hand, and directly pushed the reporter somersault.

How dare you beat a reporter? The others were about to take another hard slap and post the headlines. The other doglegs had already seized the position. Hong Dali led Tang Muxin to walk in with his head held high and his chest held high. Hong Dali did not forget to snap his fingers : "Good job, reward 20,000!"

The male dog who pushed people into a fight hurriedly thanked the Lord Long En: "Thank you, Young Master, for the reward!"

A reward of 20,000 yuan for a tip made a group of reporters dumbfounded. Hong Dali knew very well that hitting with a stick would be a means of manipulating others, sniffled his nose, and said as he walked, "Xiaoyi, tell them, everyone who deletes the photo will be rewarded five thousand."

So a group of reporters deleted all the photos about everyone in an instant, leaving no one behind!

That's right, this is the style that an awesome prodigal son should have! Hong Dali came here today to make the opponent underestimate the enemy. Naturally, the more arrogant and prodigal he is, the better the effect will be. Before coming here, the big dogs had already understood Hong Dali's thoughts, so they naturally cooperated desperately. At the gate of the reception on the twenty-sixth floor, when the hostess guarding the gate asked Hong Dali to show the invitation card, Hong Dali replied directly: "No."

The hostess was covered in cold sweat. She looked at the ferocious dog legs, and told her intuition that if she dared to utter the word "no", she would be dragged down. X, finally, for the sake of his own life, bowed his head decisively: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't see anything."

"En, not bad." Hong Dali snapped his fingers again: "Five thousand."

Then the male dog leg took out a stack of banknotes, counted them in a swish, and then stuffed them into the hands of the welcoming lady: "Surprise fee."

Under the dumbfounded eyes of Miss Yingbin, a group of people walked away.

Just like that, the group of people finally entered the reception hall on the twenty-sixth floor without any surprise or danger.

To be honest, Hong Dali is also someone who has seen big scenes, but this reception hall still gives him a luxurious feeling.

With an area of ​​several thousand square meters, there are all kinds of exquisite murals on the basilica-style circular curved roof, eighteen crystal chandeliers, each of which has six floors, in the shape of an inverted pyramid, and is full of densely connected small lights. , radiant and exquisite.

The most wonderful thing is the marble floor that has been waxed countless times. Hong Dali glanced down inadvertently, expressing his satisfaction: "Well, it's white."