Entertainment Food Service Ch. 200
Time moved forward to June, and in the middle of June, Mo Shaoqing's stomach could no longer be hidden, but his whole body had become round, so there's not much to show for it.
On June 14th, Mo Shaoqing followed Ling Senhao on a private jet of the Claire Group and came to S City.
The two went to check-in again in the presidential suite of the hotel where Ling Senhao was resident.
After Mo Shaoqing became pregnant, Ling Senhao asked the designer to design some loose suits specially for him, which could temporarily cover his stomach, to make it look like he was just gained some weight to outsiders.
At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, the opening ceremony of the hotel officially began.
Ling Senhao didn't want Mo Shaoqing to suffer that crime, so he let him rest in the room, but he went to the scene early in the morning.
Ribbon cutting, speeches, on-site lucky draw, after a series of activities, the whole morning had passed.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the dinner officially began. The invited celebrities began to enter.
For ordinary people, this was just the opening of a hotel, but for artists in the circle, it was a great honor to receive the invitation letter for the opening of Clare Hotel, so this red carpet could be described as a competition for splendor. Just one opening ceremony was comparable to some international film festivals.
Some young netizens were very interested in this. Claire Group had been a mystery for a long time. Whether there were any golden bachelors among the senior executives of the group who came this time was the question that female netizens were most concerned about.
Whether their idol goddess would come this time, and what kind of dress she would wear, these were the topics that male netizens paid most attention to.
Due to these celebrities power, many fans came to the scene, which could be regarded as a disguised promotion for the hotel.
In short, thanks to the publicity of these celebrities, the opening of the Claire Hotel was well known.
Mo Shaoqing got into the car arranged by Ling Senhao. It was an extended Lincoln that he didn't use very much. The interior of the car was more spacious and comfortable. There were fruit drinks and snacks, which were specially arranged by Ling Senhao in case he would be hungry.
Yin Group did not succeed the cooperation this time, and Elder Yin was holding his breath. This time, he sent his eldest son Yin Wanming over to see if there was any opportunity to meet other chain hotel companies.
Elder Yin thought to himself, there were many grand hotel conglomerate in the world, and Claire was not the shortage. He just wanted to use the opening ceremony of the Claire Hotel to make some partners. The senior management of Claire Group was disgusting.
But he was afraid that his elder son would be useless, so he specially sent his younger son, who was more capable.
On the road.
The traffic in S City was as congested as the Imperial Capital, and it was almost time for the dinner party. Yin Wanjun asked the driver impatiently, "Uncle Yin, can you hurry up?"
"Excuse me, sir, this is the rush hour, and the traffic is so congested."
Yin Wanjun tapped his knee impatiently, and looked out the window.
Mo Shaoqing was also stuck in the road. Although there were a lot of snacks to entertain him, but the oppressive feeling in the car was still killing him.
The driver opened the window thoughtfully, and Mo Shaoqing looked in front of the car slightly, only to saw endless rows of cars.
Sure enough, it was only fair when there was a traffic jam, no matter what kind of Maybach, Lincoln or Jinbei, you would be stuck on the road.
Yin Wanjun accidentally glanced out of the window, but opened his eyes wide in the next moment.
In the interval of the traffic, a young man poked his head out slightly, looked at the car in front of him, and showed a dejected and annoyed expression, which made people want to hold the whole world in front of him.
Those familiar eyebrows and eyes, the hair blown slightly in the evening wind, even the posture of propped his head was the same...
He- he was...
Yin Wanjun couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and quickly called the driver, he wanted to get closer. He couldn't be wrong!
"Uncle Yin, hurry up, drive the car forward."
"No, sir, it's very congested now! Master told me that safety is the most important thing." The driver explained helplessly.
"I'll tell you to drive a little further, whose driver are you!?" Yin Wanjun was furious.
"Ye- yes." The driver was frightened by Yin Wanjun's appearance, and hurriedly drove the car forward, getting closer to the car in front.
Ah Qing... was it Ah Qing?
But before the words came out, the traffic started slowly, and Yin Wanjun wanted to lean out, but was stopped by the driver, "Sir, I'm going to drive, close the window first!"
Yin Wanjun froze for a moment, pulled himself away from his memories, and turned his head back under the surprised eyes of his wife and daughter.
That man just now... no, was a young man, he was definitely not Ah Qing, but why... why did he look so much like him?
Yin Wanjun suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, but his trembling hands revealed his uneasiness.
Chen Huixin looked at his hands and asked, "What happened to you today?"
Why did he lose his composure? This was something she didn't dare to ask.
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