"Smack it!"

At the entrance of the five-star hotel in Millennium Square, a string of balloons were constantly stomped on by a group of people, making a crisp explosion. Above these, there was a huge arched airbag standing in front of the gate, with golden words on the airbag: Congratulations to Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu on their wedding, old together, and forever united!

At the entrance of the first-floor lobby, Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu stood at the door together to welcome the guests.

"Mr. Guo, congratulations, I wish you a happy wedding and a new son soon!"

The first person to come in was Guo Dalu's old partner, now a famous Chinese director Huang Botao. Huang Botao has a big belly and short legs, and puts the gift on the celebratory table and then signs the name.

When he bowed his head and bowed to Guo Dalu, the singer had already started singing: "Director Huang Botao of Tianxi Film and Television, I send a pair of golden boys and jade girls, I wish Guo and Xiaolu to be together, and to be old until old."

Huang Botao was proud. He was specially designed by the current design master, and then cast it specially. In fact, it was a small gold sculpture of Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu. The two of them leaned against each other and were very energetic.

Although Guo Dalu didn't see what this golden boy and jade girl looked like, he guessed that the gift was really not light when he saw Huang Botao's smug smile. He smiled and said, "Director Huang, just come and have a wedding banquet. Why are you so polite? What other gifts are you giving? How troublesome!"

Huang Botao smiled and said, "No trouble, no trouble! Mr. Guo, you marry Xiaolu, this is a big thing in our entertainment industry. If we are brothers, I will not be stumbled on the back afterwards!"

He bowed to Guo Dalu and the others and said, "Mr. Guo, I'll go there first, brother, and I won't delay your two greetings."

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "Please please in there, I will have to let you entertain guests for me later!"

Just as Huang Botao entered the hall, Ma Cheng had already walked over from behind and bowed his blessing from afar, "Master Guo, the wedding is a big wedding, the wedding is a big wedding!"

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you, please come in!"

At this time, the singer began to sing: "Tianxi Film and Television Manager Ma Cheng gave a set of porcelain for famous artists in Jingdezhen, wishing Mr. Guo and Xiaolu many children and happiness and a happy marriage."

As time goes by, guests arrive one after another, and the singer sings constantly.

"Film and TV artist Bai Qing, I will give Guo Ye Xiaolu a jewelry box, wishing you both harmony and happiness for life"

"Film and television artist Guan Sisi gave a pair of mandarin ducks playing in water, wishing Mr. Guo Xiaolu forever and grow old together"

"Artist Liang Shangguang gave a pair of Tianhua jade watches, wishing Mr. Guo Xiaolu to be together all the time and be loved forever"

"Zhao Yuanqi gives Fuwa a pair, Yu Ruyi a pair"

"Shen Mingcheng gave Su embroidered silk scarf and a nanmu box"

These celebrities who give gifts are friends who are more familiar with Wang Xiaolu and Guo Dalu. Some of them who are slightly distant from Guo Dalu directly give red envelopes, ranging from tens of thousands to tens of thousands, and some even give big red envelopes of more than 10,000 yuan.

When Chen Ruihu finally came forward, his work was much bigger than these actors. He directly gave Guo Dalu a courtyard house in Kyoto. This was a house that could not be bought even if he had money, and it was worth at least 200 million to 300 million.

After Chen Ruihu came forward, the guests in the hall thought that the guests had almost arrived. Another man in formal clothes handed over the red envelope to the singer, but he did not enter the hall and left after delivering the red envelope.

The celebratory officer was shocked when he saw the name written on the red envelope and stammered: "All police officers from Kyoto Police Department congratulated Guo Dalu on his wedding, and gave him one thousand yuan in his old age."

He had just finished reading this one, and another middle-aged man put the red envelope on him. The celebratory officer was even more surprised. "Liu of Kyoto Municipal Committee...Liu Yi congratulated Guo Dalu on his wedding, and gave him a thousand gold medals."

"He Zhiman gave a folding fan, wishing Wang Xiaolu, a harmonious and worry-free life"

"Ye Junying, Ye Junting gave a set of mahogany furniture"

"Ye...Ye Chongshan?"

The singer suddenly couldn't continue singing. He looked at the name on the red envelope with a dazed tongue, and his head was stunned. After a long time, he sang: "Ye Chongshan gave the best big red robe five liang, I wish the newcomer a happy marriage for a hundred years."

When the name Ye Chongshan was read out by the ceremonial singer, the people talking in the lobby on the first floor suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked surprised and suspected that they had heard the wrong ears. Or maybe this "Ye Chongshan" was not the same "Ye Chongshan". The two should not be the same person. Otherwise, how could a three-dynasty imperial teacher and a legendary figure in the Chinese politics have intersection with Guo Dalu?

But then the numb celebrating official continued to sing: "Guo Kaishan gave him a short knife, I wish the newcomers to overcome all obstacles and never leave each other's support."

There was another noise in the hall. Guo Kaishan has now begun to appear frequently in the media, and his name has gradually become known to the public. Everyone in the hall looked at each other and was beating with heart. They didn't believe it, but they also hoped that they would really be as excited as they guessed, and their faces were red with excitement. The whole hall was strangely quiet.

The celebratory outside was still singing, but the voice was already trembling: "Liu Yuanping sent a dressing mirror to wish the newcomer happiness and happiness and unity forever"

"Ma...Ma Chuncheng, I send you a pair of calligraphy and paintings, wishing the newcomer a happy life"

Wow!

In the quiet hall, everyone spoke softly at the same time, which was unbelievable. Ma Chuncheng is the president of China now. How could he give gifts to the married Guo Dalu?

But if you want to believe it, you will think of the names of the previous few people, all of which are the same as the names of the top figures in China. The guests in the hall are still surprised.

"Hey hey, are you saying that the people who send gifts and blessings are really the President and the Prime Minister?"

Guan Sisi squeezed into the middle of Zhao Yuanqi and Bai Qing and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Guo has such a great face? I'm afraid that the current crown prince will only treat him when he gets married, right?"

Zhao Yuanqi also whispered: "Mr. Guo is a very evil person. Although I don't believe it rationally, I am very willing to believe it in my heart. The names of these people just now are really the old people we imagined."

Guan Sisi smiled foolishly and said, "Oh my God, if these are really those old people, what will Mr. Guo behave like?"

Zhao Yuanqi said: "If this is true, let alone the entertainment industry, the entire China, and even the entire world, Guo Dalu can walk sideways!"

Although they said this, they still didn't believe it in their hearts. They just felt it was a coincidence, or it was a prank that Guo Dalu and others deliberately made at the wedding banquet, in order to make a fuss at the wedding banquet.

But until the people who gave the red envelopes left, everyone at the scene was still skeptical and worried.

Seeing those people getting into the car and leaving slowly, everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. They were all inexplicably nervous just now.

"Now all the guests should be here?"

Guan Sisi asked Bai Qing softly, "Do you think there are any customers behind?"

Before Bai Qing could speak, he heard a strange voice from the singer, "Shaolin Temple Huiming, on behalf of the Shaolin children, sent a string of Buddhist beads and hand-written scriptures. I wish Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu to be harmonious and beautiful, and always smile."

A monk in the back clothes walked towards Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu in the voice of the ceremonial singer, and bowed to the two together, "Mr. Guo, Master Fang Zheng learned that the two were newly married, so he ordered me to congratulate you."

Guo Dalu laughed, "Huiming, go to the second floor!"

Huiming lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

He walked into the hall, clasped his hands to the entertainment industry in the hall, and walked to the second floor, and looked at the hall.

Just as Huiming entered the hall, the singer sang again: "Wudang Xuanyu, I will send a copper gourd, I wish the newcomer Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu to the same court, and to be free from illness or disaster."

"Sanqingguan Feiyu, I send a pair of Pisces pants, wishing the newlyweds a happy wedding and a long and long life"

"Songyang Academy Song Qingyun, on behalf of Songyang Academy, sent nine hand-copied ancient books, wishing Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu wealth and peace"

With the ceremonial sings by the ceremonial sings, a Taoist, a monk, an old farmer, a scholar, a big man with a big waist, or a petite girl came in from outside the door and then walked to the second floor. Those who didn't know thought this was filming a movie.

"No, these people are really people in the martial arts world?"

Now it is not only Guan Sisi who is speechless, but even Liang Shangguang, Shen Mingcheng and others are speechless and shocked.

When a big lama in red came over from outside the gate, everyone's eyes were about to fall off in the hall. After getting married, they actually alarmed the living Buddhas in Tibetan areas. Who is Guo Dalu?

If you say you are not filming now, no one on the scene will believe it.

Just a wedding banquet, Mr. Guo, what do you want?
Chapter completed!