May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Behind him was a burly man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. With a big bag in his hand effortlessly, the man saw the house in front of him and exclaimed, "Meng Ping, your house is so beautiful."

Meng Ping looked at the house in front of him and sneered, "What's this? When you come to our company, you will know what looks good."

"Good!" The tall man called Du Xiaosong, who was specially provided by his grandfather to protect him, and he only listened to him. It is estimated that because of this injury, Du Xiaosong is strong in combat, and usually a dozen men can't get close to him.

"Go!" Meng Ping walked to the door and kicked without knocking.

"Who? Who? Come, stop kicking, it's really rude." The aunt's complaining voice came from inside, and when she opened the door and saw Meng Ping standing at the door, her jaw dropped in shock.

"Meng Ping, you're back? Goodness! Your parents are so happy to know that."

"Where is Su Yun?" Meng Ping asked directly.

The smile on the aunt's face stagnated, before Meng Ping didn't like Su Yun and would not call her name directly.

"Are you there?"

"Yes! Yes..." The aunt hurriedly moved to the side and opened the door.

Meng Ping walked in, Su Yun had heard the voice, and he was very happy when he entered. "Meng Ping, why are you back? Your father said he would visit you during the New Year!"

"It's the Chinese New Year today, why didn't he go?"

"Isn't this busy? Stay away from home all day."

"Why are you at home? Aren't you going to perform at the headquarters today?"

"I...I wasn't feeling well, so I didn't go." Su Yun felt embarrassed and embarrassed to speak out, and her disgust for Shengning took another step.

"I want to watch, you take me with you! Otherwise I won't have a chance to go in."

"Nonsense, how could you not be able to go if you are a son of good practice." Su Yun pretended to be angry, "Since you want to go, then I will take you there."

"Okay, thank you!"

"Wait, I'll go upstairs to change clothes." Su Yun thought of Meng Ping's return, so she didn't have to think about going home a few days after the New Year, and she was very happy. Brisk walking upstairs to change clothes.

The aunt said with satisfaction: "Meng Ping still has a lot of face. Your mother hasn't been out for a long time, so it's useless for anyone to look for it."

"Really?" Meng Ping'an asked expressionlessly, "I think my dad still has a lot of face."

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As night fell, the party began.

Sheng Ning hid in the background, listening to the exciting speech in front, the lively atmosphere and the applause of the sky, a picture of a crowd of people was already sketched in his mind.

Both Bai Oulan and Gu Jun are veterans, rich in experience, and they do very well. Even when speaking with those high-ranking leaders, they can still deal with them easily.

The backstage was messy, and Sheng Ning only participated in the finale of Hope Field. There was nothing to do before, so she hid behind the curtain to observe secretly. This shows the importance of location, so many cultural troupes can only see the front by their location.

Uncovering the opening cloth, I saw the crowd in front of the stage at a glance. They were all green uniforms, and at first glance it was impossible to tell who was who.

"Here, here..." Suddenly she saw a violent wave of her hands at the front edge of the audience.

Sheng Ning looked at it carefully. It was Chen Huaying. She was sitting behind Su Huai'an, which was very forward. It must be Su Huaian who came with the president and director of the National Defense University.

The president of the National Defense University is at least a lieutenant general. Sitting in the front position is also normal.

Su Huaian also saw Sheng Ning, and smiled implicitly at her. The big fat principal next to him was surprised.

These people's eyes are really good enough, Sheng Ning hurriedly hid behind, afraid to look.