"Open your eyes wider. They all have Sichuan license plates, which means they're all from Bazhong."
"A luxury car from Bazhong? And the license plate numbers are even consecutive? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Ah, I remember now. This is the convoy that the Shenlong Group uses to entertain foreign guests. I saw it on TV last time."
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All the aunts and uncles were watching the fun from the balcony, and each of them was as excited as a child at New Year's.
Wu Yongjun and his wife were in a good mood.
Apart from anything else, Xiaopang's kindness made them very happy.
If he can be so attentive in renting a fleet of cars, he will also be very attentive to Wu Qian. This son-in-law is not bad.
Inside the new house, several close friends also quickly informed Wu Qian.
At this time, they were all extremely envious and what they said was completely different from before.
Wu Qian smiled.
It seems that Tang Xiaobao did not stand up Fatty.
This brother is really nice.
Downstairs, a group of relatives were stunned when they saw Tang Xiaobao and Rose coming out.
Then, the crowd exclaimed.
Oh my god, the fat guy actually asked Tang Xiaobao to be his best man and drove him himself.
Few people in China can possess this honor.
That’s Tang Xiaobao, the big boss of Shenlong Group, the most legendary young talent in China, and known as the Son of Miracle.
In the whole of Bazhong, who doesn’t remember his kindness and who doesn’t regard him as a noble person?
Without him, there would be no development of Bazhong today. The living standards of the people have improved and there are more employment opportunities. All of this is thanks to Tang Xiaobao.
He's a hero, absolutely.
Behind Tang Xiaobao was the captain of the convoy, who was carrying two large bulging bags on his shoulders and was sweating profusely.
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