After hearing this, Old Liu revealed the helplessness of a middle-aged man: "When Ah Man was in my Propaganda Department, he was still a sunny and handsome young man, looking lively and energetic. After dating you, you sent him to the hospital in less than half a month. His face looks like he was squeezed dry."
"Sixty times a month, who can stand you?"
When Guan Lin heard this, she lowered her head in embarrassment. Am I so hungry?
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The Marshal's Mansion is located in the east of Luoyang, in the most prosperous area.
A villa covering an area of more than three thousand square meters.
There is a large garden in the villa.
There is a long road on one side in the middle.
This time the banquet was held on both sides of the garden.
Men sit on the left side of the seat, while women sit on the right side.
The empty garden now seemed crowded with people.
It wasn't very crowded. After all, although there were quite a few guests at the banquet, there would not be more than thirty or forty.
Two hours later, the adjutant took Lin Shiyi out of the car.
Eleven was holding a bag of fruit and a box of biscuits.
The two walked slowly into the villa.
The wide view of the villa caught Lin Shiyi's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This villa is so big, is it all for the Marshal alone?"
He originally thought that his 270-square-meter house was big enough. This villa must cover an area of at least a thousand square meters, right?
There are even three thousand.
The adjutant heard what Eleven said and shook his head and replied, "Of course not. Although the general does not live here for the time being, he still has the Marshal's wife, a housekeeper, and three nannies."
"Are three nannies sure enough?" Lin Shiyi sighed secretly. This villa, garden, swimming pool and so on, is probably as big as a playground, right?
After chatting with the adjutant for a while, when I walked into the huge iron gate of the villa, the first thing I saw was Ah Chen greeting the guests.
Before he could enter, two young men guarding the iron gate stopped Lin Shiyi.
"Sir, please show us your invitation." One of the young men in suits said expressionlessly.
"General Chen specifically requested him to come." The adjutant stopped the two men.
"I'm sorry, adjutant, this is the Marshal's order. No one is allowed to enter without an invitation." said one of the young men guarding the gate.
The adjutant opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Lin Shiyi, who took out an invitation from his pocket.
To be precise, this is not called an invitation, but an invitation letter.
The gatekeeper opened the invitation, took a look at it, and then extended his hand as if inviting.
As soon as he entered the room, Lin Shiyi suddenly widened his eyes.
He looked through the noisy crowd and saw several familiar faces.
Vice Chairman, Zhang Jiahao.
President of the Film and Television Guild, Fan Jie.
㫧President of the Institute, Liu Lan.
And...the concert director, Hu Gao.
When Lin Shiyi saw Hu Gao, his eyes sparkled.
It's not appropriate to bring up personal grudges in this kind of occasion.
At this point, Lin Shiyi suppressed his emotional fluctuations.
Hu Gao was hiding behind the scenes at that time, which made Kaifan suffer miserably, and his own songs were even removed from all the internet.
If Brilliant Music hadn't survived the crisis, it would probably have ended up as a prisoner.
All works that want to be put on the shelves will be drained of their profits.
After calming down, Lin Shiyi followed the adjutant inside.
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