Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 405 - 406: It’s Getting Lively Now

Chapter 405: Chapter 406: It’s Getting Lively Now

Ding Yuelin felt quite pleased with himself, having brought all the local leaders to the event, who were all full of compliments for him. It was he who had brought prestige to the Song family, and everyone looked at him with respect.

Especially since under his pressure, Song Xiaodong, that fellow, had left looking worse for wear which made him feel extremely proud, thinking that Song Xiaodong wouldn’t have the face to show up in front of him again.

"Second Uncle, a group of people have arrived," a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid ran in and said.

Second Uncle immediately went out to greet them and saw three people coming in. They were all total strangers to him. The middle-aged man among them approached Second Uncle and said, "Is this the Song family hosting a baby’s first-month celebration?"

"Yes, yes," Second Uncle hurriedly replied.

"That’s right then. We’re from a wedding company and have prepared twenty arches. Please arrange where these arches should be placed."

"Twenty arches?" Second Uncle got startled and said, "We didn’t ask for so many arches." Renting one arch costs four to five hundred a day, and twenty arches would cost around eighteen thousand, which Second Uncle could surely not afford.

The man noticed Second Uncle’s concern and chuckled, "This has been arranged by someone else who has already paid for them. Now you just have to decide where to place them."

"Then... then who was it?"

"It’s Qingyuan Group."

"Qingyuan Group?" Second Uncle was bewildered, not even knowing what Qingyuan Group did, and said hurriedly, "Could there be some mistake?"

"Is there any other family in this village hosting a first-month celebration?"

"Yes."

"Then there’s no mistake. Guys, let’s get started."

Soon, arches were erected on both sides of Second Uncle’s house, ten on each side, stretching far out. Although these things didn’t look very expensive, they indeed caught people’s eyes and significantly lifted the atmosphere of the celebration.

And before these people were done, another group from the wedding company arrived, this time bringing several dozens of hot air balloons floating around Second Uncle’s home, deepening the festive aura.

Below these hot air balloons were fluttering ribbons that read "Xiao Corporation," followed by a congratulatory message.

Ding Yuelin and the others were still drinking inside the house when Song Yu went out for a stroll and saw these things, returning somewhat puzzled to inform Ding Yuelin about them.

Ding Yuelin frowned. Having seen the world, he certainly knew of Xiao Corporation and Qingyuan Group, two large corporations with assets exceeding a billion. Although not as powerful as the Ding family, they were not something a mere family member like him could provoke.

"Bro, what relation do you have with these two corporate groups?" Song Deqing called Second Uncle in, asking with a frown.

Second Uncle immediately appeared distressed and said, "I don’t know either. They just said that someone had paid, and they came here to work. Apart from that, nothing is clear. By the way, are these Qingyuan Group and Xiao Corporation really that powerful?"

Sun Bing, the Deputy Township Chief, quickly said, "Old Song, both of these corporations have assets over a billion. It’s unbelievable that Old Song you have such great connections."

"A billion..." Second Uncle’s mouth twitched, and his legs weakened, "I really don’t know them."

"This is quite strange. For such large companies, if it’s a business event or something, their gifts make sense, but now it’s just your family’s baby celebration, and they are congratulating you in the name of their corporations. That’s a bit odd," said want to say.

Song Yu softly said, "Yuelin, you didn’t arrange this, did you?"

Ding Yuelin wanted to take credit, but those companies were so significant that he couldn’t even converse with them, so he didn’t dare to claim as much. He chuckled and said, "Of course not, I also don’t know who has such great influence," then he glanced at the people who had come with them.

All these local leaders shook their heads; they hadn’t interacted with these two big corporations. And even if they had, they did not have significant influence. Such large corporations, which generate over a billion in tax revenues annually, were directly received by city leaders, not even district leaders could curry their favor.

"Could it be Dongzi?" Third Uncle leaned over and whispered.

"Dongzi? That seems unlikely," Second Uncle shook his head.

Third Uncle said, "Dongzi’s capabilities are quite significant now. Last time your younger sister went to see Xiaoru, Xiaoru picked her up in a red ’tent’ car, called something Marali or something."

"Ferrari, perhaps?" Song Yu immediately interjected.

"Yes, yes, that’s it, Ferrari! They cost several million each," Third Uncle exclaimed excitedly.

Song Yu and Ding Yuelin exchanged glances, suddenly feeling uneasy. Anyone who could afford a Ferrari worth millions was definitely not an ordinary person.

But Ding Yuelin then pursed his lips, as a member of the Ding family, even such corporations as Xiao Corporation and Qingyuan Group wouldn’t dare to provoke them.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, the TV station people are here," a kid ran in shouting loudly.

"What? The TV station?" Song Xiaodong’s Second Uncle and others were startled and hurried outside. The local leaders couldn’t sit still either; they also wanted to see what was happening.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" A woman as beautiful as a flower with a charming smile congratulated Second Uncle.

"What are you..." Second Uncle nervously asked.

"Knowing that you are celebrating your baby’s first-month, we’ve come to make a special feature on the child, a keepsake for when the child grows up, to look back on," she said.

"Isn’t this... isn’t this Cheng Xiaoyue, the TV host?"

"Ah! It really is her, I love watching her programs," said the last one.

"Cheng Xiaoyue, can I take a photo with you?"

"I want an autograph!" A crowd of young people immediately surged forward.

Although Cheng Xiaoyue was just a city-level TV host, the Tiannan City station did well and had many viewers; she also had quite a few fans.

At that moment, she gave everyone a sweet smile and said, "Don’t rush now, I need to work first. Once I’m done filming, then I’ll take photos and sign autographs for everyone; I promise to fulfill your requests."

Not making excuses, but I caught a fever last night, my throat hurts, and now I feel weak all over. Managing to write two Chapters this morning was not easy; I’ll see how I feel this afternoon to decide how much to update.