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Chapter 530

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A group of foreigners in fine attire held wine glasses, strolled elegantly, and chatted casually.

Bai Xiao Ling explained with a cheerful smile.

"Master Wang, this is a buffet, an informal Western-style banquet, quite different from domestic customs."

"I'll take you to get some food, and then we can find a spot to chat."

"I reckon Teacher Su wouldn't be keen on dealing with those foreigners either."

"Only Xiao Ling understands me!" Su Meng sincerely gave a big thumbs-up.

"What's there to chat about with these people?"

"They don't know me, and I don't know them."

"But Old Wu and the others are quite well-connected."

At this moment, Wu Guangren and several musicians from the Philharmonic Orchestra had already blended into the crowd.

Clearly, among the many people present today, there were quite a few they knew well.

The few of them took some food and sat down; Wang Laowu finally relaxed a bit, his eyes wide as he scanned back and forth.

"Teacher Su, these foreign women's clothing... is really bold."

Although today's banquet was informal, most of those present boasted as artists, so they were all dressed in fine attire.

Especially the women; some were singers or musicians in the music industry, others were socialites... ahem, ahem...

Each wore a gown, each was dressed to kill.

After all, for them, though called a funeral, it was actually a grand social gathering.

Western-style gowns, you know how it is.

Showing a shoulder or a back was child's play; some even had necklines slashed all the way down to the navel.

These rural masters, where had they ever seen such a scene?

Each turned red-faced and embarrassed, yet couldn't help stealing glances.

Hmm... indeed, herds of cows everywhere.

In contrast, those who came from Long Country were dressed much more formally.

After all, for them, respect for the deceased was a concept formed since childhood.

Su Meng and the several suona masters were all in black Zhongshan suits.

Bai Xiao Ling wore a simple, slightly androgynous black Hanfu long dress, looking both beautiful and cool.

Seeing Bai Xiao Ling's look, Su Meng suddenly felt a stir in his heart and asked tentatively.

"Xiao Ling, your recent luck..."

Uh... Bai Xiao Ling instantly froze.

I knew it, I knew it!

Sighing helplessly, she casually flipped her hand and, from who knows where, produced two dice.

She tossed them onto the table twice, then said helplessly.

"Double twelve!"

Then she closed her eyes and simply held out her hand.

This routine was as practiced as it could possibly be.

Su Meng was instantly overjoyed; he quickly grabbed Bai Xiao Ling's hand and issued a command rapidly in his mind.

"System, one hundred consecutive draws!"

"Ding~ Congratulations, your draw is complete. You have received the following rewards:"

"1. Security personnel * 100."

What the heck?

Su Meng was instantly stunned.

Security personnel, isn't that just bodyguards?

But what do I need them for?

As a huge star, Su Meng had no use for the grandeur other stars displayed.

Especially when he went out, he mostly wore simple makeup; unless you were familiar, you simply couldn't recognize him.

Besides, I have god-level physical constitution, professional-grade fighting skills, and god-level Tai Chi; do I still need bodyguards?

Su Meng shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless as well.

Seeing his expression, Bai Xiao Ling understood, picked up the dice again, and tossed them; her face instantly darkened.

The two dice bounced a few times and actually stacked on top of each other, revealing only a tiny bit.

In other words, my luck has been borrowed away again?

This is way too fantastical!

Su Meng was also awkward; just as he was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang.

He took out his phone, glanced at it, and his expression instantly became serious.

He quickly stood up, found an empty corner, and walked over.

"Major General Liu... Old Liu, what's the matter?"

The caller was none other than Liu Ruiming, a Senior Colonel from the Eastern Theater Command Army General Staff Department.

Liu Ruiming chuckled.

"Teacher Su, I'm calling you today specifically to ask for help."

Su Meng was stunned.

You, a full colonel, still need my help?

"Old Liu, just say it straight; we're not outsiders."

"It's like this," Liu Ruiming said slowly.

"I have one hundred retired veterans here who can't find work right now."

"I see your business is quite large, and that prop processing factory also needs people, so I shamelessly came to ask you to help them find jobs."

"Although they can't make props, watching a warehouse or working as security guards is no problem."

"Rest assured, they don't have high demands; just feeding them is enough; whether they get paid or not doesn't matter."

What? Su Meng was instantly stunned.

The reason the special effects and prop team appeared last time was because they were from Daping Township.

So they were deeply moved by Su Meng's actions and voluntarily came over.

Is this how the security team appeared this time?

After thinking for a moment, Su Meng nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Perfect, I was just planning to start a security company; Old Liu, you've truly come to the rescue at a critical moment."

"I'm still abroad right now; have them report to Xinghai Entertainment tomorrow; I'll make arrangements in advance."

An office in the Eastern Theater Command Army headquarters.

Liu Ruiming dialed another number again.

"Report, Commander, Su Meng has already agreed."

"Good!" A steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Execute according to the plan!"

"Yes!" Liu Ruiming put down the phone, walked out of the office, and turned to enter a conference room.

"Stand up!" Inside the conference room, exactly one hundred people were already seated.

Seeing Liu Ruiming enter, they stood up in perfect unison.

"Sit down!" Liu Ruiming returned the salute, his gaze sweeping over each of their faces.

"According to the Commander's order, starting now, you will immediately be discharged from military service!"

What? Everyone was stunned.

Discharged from military service? Not letting us be soldiers anymore? What does this mean?

However, their excellent discipline meant no one objected; they just listened quietly.

Liu Ruiming continued speaking.

"After you are discharged from military service, you will enter a film prop processing factory and work in warehouse management and security."

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