Chapter Seventeen

  In the afternoon, Left Xiao Long arrived at Da Mao Tu Cai Guan and found Liu Bi Mian. Liu Bi Mian was waiting in a private room facing east. This private room was personally designed by Liu Bi Mian, but it seemed that there had been some misunderstanding during execution, so it ended up having a rather unconventional style. Liu Bi Mian's design concept was starlight; he wanted the ceiling to be painted black and then have white stars drawn on it. Later, someone told him that it didn't look good, feeling like mold, so Liu Bi Mian asked them to just use LED lights to create twinkling stars instead. A year later, Rolls-Royce's new coupe also used this design - a starry sky roof.

  The ceiling of the room is a starry sky, and then Liu Bimang suddenly had an idea, saying that in order to fully reflect the theme of this starry sky package, not only are stars stars, but also celebrities are stars. Therefore, on the wall, it is necessary to post photos of the faces of celebrities, and pay attention to trimming, just their faces, which can make people thoroughly feel that this box is shining with stars.

  Because Liu Bizhang is blind and doesn't care about the entertainment circle, this task was handed over to the leader. The leader and waiters of this restaurant are all local people, but because their homes are rented out to migrant workers, they have been influenced by them for a long time and have learned a lot. When the boss ordered them to find large photos of stars to post on the wall, they were all excited, which was more interesting than copying recipes.

  The busiest.

  On the left, Xiaolong saw Yang Cheng's huge face first, which seemed to be cut out from a circular table with a photo stuck on it. The face was at least two meters by two meters in size. This large face had changed the function of this private room, and eating could no longer be the main purpose. Next to Yang Cheng was Pang Long's face, the only difference between these two supreme faces being that Pang Long's face was two meters by one meter nine. Many other faces were scattered around, their sizes seemingly determined by the download rate of mobile phone ringtones. None of these faces had a body attached, staring straight at everyone who entered the room.

  Fortunately, Rolls-Royce's new coupe did not use this design, ensuring the brand's life was extended.

  Everyone who comes to this suite can't help but walk to the window and look outside. Only Liu Bihan can sit on the sofa with Yang Chenggang, staring at each other. Every time Zuo Xiaolong tells Liu Bihan about what happened in Tinglin Town, it's basically in this suite that makes Liu Bihan very proud. Liu Bihan sits on the sofa, and Zuo Xiaolong moves a chair to face him. Although he can avoid seeing Yang Chenggang, thinking of him staring at you from the wall behind, his back sends shivers down his spine, making him want to say everything at once, really can't hold it in. In such an environment, even Liu Hulan would want to surrender.

  In short, once I arrived at the Starlight Suite, there was only one thought in my mind - that is, I said everything.

  Outside the window, a ribbon-cutting ceremony is being prepared. It's said that after people go blind, their other senses become more acute, and this saying is true - Liu Bimang's hearing is very sharp. So Liu Bimang has heard about this matter roughly, introducing that this printing factory was founded by two well-known figures in the publishing industry, Lu Jinbo and Li Bo, called Bobo Printing Factory. In the process of book publishing, they not only wanted to make profits from publication and distribution but also discovered another source of income - printing profits. Lu Jinbo prints books for Annie Baobei, Han Han, and others every year, while Li Bo has signed contracts with Guo Jingming for his books and magazines. Their own business is enough to support the entire printing factory, so they want to make all the profits from book publishing. Of course, except for competing with Xinhua Bookstore for sales profit, because books are sold to Xinhua Bookstore at a 50% discount, and Xinhua Bookstore belongs to a state-owned enterprise - national interests are above everything, individuals earn small heads, and big heads go to the country. This is the right way to get rich in China.

  Bruce Lee sighed: These bastards are too black-hearted.

  The waiter brought two cups of scalding hot tea, Liu Bixiong blew on one and drank it down, leaving Xiao Long looking at him in surprise, wondering if Liu had also lost his sense of touch. Outside the window, cymbals and drums filled the air as a group of middle-aged women and students played a welcoming tune, and a row of people took their seats on the rostrum. At this moment, the sun shone brightly, warming the air, Xiao Long stood in the glass room above them, holding his tea and watching them, suddenly feeling a sense of grandeur. He thought that in movies, the real masterminds who decided the direction of events were always in his position, holding a cup, slowly shaking it, looking through the glass at the people below, their eyes far-sighted, calm and composed, light as a feather, with a plan in mind, the air conditioner set to 22 degrees.

  Of course, in film and television works, people like this are usually shot down by snipers immediately. But Bruce Lee would screen out a little bit in his thinking. Things are naturally multi-faceted, but we choose to use what we can, that's how our country's propaganda agencies work, and of course, the human self-propaganda agency can do the same.

  Suddenly, the firecracker went off without warning, startling Bruce Lee. A few drops of water spilled from his cup and fell to the ground. He looked down and was startled again - there was a famous face on the ground, it was Snow Village. There were water droplets on his forehead, and he quickly used his foot to rub them away, drying them off.

  After the firecrackers, the host took the stage. Jet Li vaguely heard some key words: economy, prosperity, culture, singing opera, setting up a platform, harmony, and government.

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng felt that Huáng Yíng was about to make an appearance, so he immediately bid farewell to Liú Bì Máng and went downstairs into the crowd of onlookers. All false heroic posturing had to become a bit more realistic in front of Mǎ Zǐ, especially for Mǎ Zǐ who hadn't been "pumped up".