January 20.
Qingyan City Gymnasium was bustling early in the morning.
Various balloons and banners began to be hung outside, and a long red carpet was laid out, extending all the way to the outer fence of the gymnasium. Today, the stadium was closed for one day, and since notifications had been posted everywhere a week in advance, this caused no ripples.
At the entrance.
What was originally a casual co-and-go.
Now had beco accessible only to those with a work certificate.
The security work was taken over by Tang Qing’s "Zhongyu Special Guard." In preparation for this annual eting, Zhongyu Special Guard deployed hundreds of security guards here. Since they were also participants, they doubled as security while attending the eting.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Looking at the security guards, standing tall and straight in their striking black and grey camouflage uniforms and wearing earphones on their ears, they appeared very professional, and many passersby were watching from a distance.
"What’s going on?" asked soone who stopped by the crowd across the street, riding an electric car.
His neighbor, a ’concerned citizen,’ shook his head: "Not clear, seems like there’s so important performance going on. Look at the girls getting out of those cars dressed in colorful outfits, obviously here to perform."
"You don’t need to tell , I’m not blind. What else?" the man asked, rolling his eyes.
"Don’t know."
At that mont, a proud auntie interjected: "You’re out of the loop, aren’t you? My daughter is an employee of Sheng Tang Group. This is where Sheng Tang Group is holding their annual eting. She’s going there tonight, and I’ll have her tell about it after. Heard there’s a celebrity coming. I’ve co to the door to listen and join the excitent."
"Could we go in and take a look?" soone else chid in.
"Yeah, I also want to see the celebrity."
"Dream on," the auntie scoffed, "The only ones who can attend apart from Sheng Tang Group’s employees are the city leaders and so directors from various city departnts. No one else, Sheng Tang Group didn’t invite them."
"Such a big gymnasium, how many people could it take? What a waste," soone comnted sourly.
The auntie sneered again: "You illiterate, do you have any idea how many people are in Sheng Tang Group now? My daughter told , Sheng Tang Group will soon exceed ten thousand people. This stadium can only accommodate so many; a few thousand people at most. Do you think it will be full? If it were open to the public, who knows how crowded it would get."
"True, what a pity!"
"Then I’ll co back tonight to listen and see if I can spot any celebrities."
"I’ll co too."
"..."
The news about Sheng Tang Group’s annual eting quickly spread.
Hearing that there were also major celebrities coming.
Made it even more exciting.
Regrettably, the annual eting was not open to the public, and with tight security implented, there were no hills or high rise buildings for viewing. One could only listen from outside to the sound, but that was enough for those who wanted to join in the fun—they cared more about the process than the outco.
...
Three o’clock in the afternoon.
Qingyan City Airport.
When Tang Qing arrived.
Zheng Lin was already waiting at the airport entrance.
These celebrities had all been invited because of Zheng Lin’s connections, so it was only fitting he personally greeted them. As the chairman of the event’s organizing company, Tang Qing also had to show his face. He had just rushed over from the gymnasium, having seen off Pu Chaodong and others, and went to et with the company’s newly signed artists.
"Little Tang, relax a bit, they’re all very easy to talk to," Zheng Lin said with a relaxed face, these were people coming to give him face, and Zheng Lin felt it necessary to comfort Tang Qing about his ’excited’ mood.
"..."
Once again, Tang Qing was speechless.
Did he really look that nervous?
"I get it, I get it..."
Two lines of Sichuan dialect slipped out of Tang Qing’s mouth.
This response made Zheng Lin chuckle.
"They’re coming out," a bodyguard reminded him.
Upon hearing this.
Tang Qing looked towards the airport exit.
He saw soone covered with a mask, wearing sunglasses, stepping out, followed by similarly dressed individuals, and a few bodyguards trailing behind. Tang Qing recognized the newcor at a glance — it was Liu Uranus.
Zheng Lin stepped forward quickly.
Just as Liu Uranus’s bodyguards started to intercept, Uranus himself stopped them. The bodyguards were not unaware of who Zheng Lin was; it was simply their habit to be professional and to ensure their employer’s safety. Unless it was a family mber, they had a duty to be vigilant around everyone else.
"Linzi, hello,"
Liu Uranus’s Mandarin still had its unique charm.
Zheng Lin hastily said, "Long ti no see, but this isn’t the place to talk at length. Let take you to the hotel first, where we can chat properly." It was no place to speak, as who knew when paparazzi might pop up.
At this mont, Tang Qing also walked up.
"Welco, I’m Tang Qing," Tang Qing introduced himself.
"Boss Tang, nice to et you," Liu Uranus said, appraising Tang Qing with admiration.
To earn a favor from Zheng Lin was no small feat, especially one of such magnitude; if the rumors were true, perhaps this free performance could yield an unexpected harvest.
"We should head out, so entertainnt reporters are getting restless,"
Tang Qing said, narrowing his eyes.
"Oh?"
Zheng Lin was startled.
He had no desire to be on entertainnt news.
Just as he was about to ask where the reporters were.
They saw soone with a microphone rushing over, only to be stopped by one of Tang Qing’s bodyguards just a couple of steps in. The desperate entertainnt reporter yelled, "Let go, let through, I haven’t even gotten close, why are you stopping ?"
The shout.
Drew the attention of many.
Seeing a burly man in black stopping a woman with a microphone, people watched the drama unfold, and quite a few rembered sothing and looked around, wondering if there might be an unexpected sighting.
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