Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 1970: The City That Never Sleeps

The New Year in Junken City is always as lively as ever. At least the fireworks that bloomed all night made people in neighboring countries very jealous. They also have this thing in their country, but the price is very high. It is at the level of local tyrants.

This year, Ma Rong also set aside part of the funds to hold a large-scale fireworks show for Junken City. Of course, this show does not have a talent show, but pure fireworks.

Don't think that it is very beautiful for everyone to set it up by themselves, but collective setting and letting everyone set it up casually are two different concepts.

The location of the display was chosen in Junken Square, and it took half a day just to display the fireworks.There are many requirements for centralized discharge, and each group has sequence and time requirements.

The fireworks that are set off in this way will have a sense of hierarchy and shape.Otherwise, looking at the fireworks set off in front of Tiananmen Square, it is not that the fireworks are better than those outside, but that the ignition time is strictly regulated.

The public security officers were in charge of setting off. A total of 50 people were selected, each responsible for their own part.

When it was finally 10:30 and it was completely dark, Ma Rong gave an order.The bright fireworks began to take off. 1. Start to zoom in on the fireworks, only to hear a puff, and see the fireworks rise slowly like living dragons, and then bloom in the sky,
The fireworks are like blooming flowers blooming over the city, and like stars lighting up the night sky; like bright eyes twinkling; like the smiling face of a cute child.

Suddenly it looks like a piece of rich tree leaves, very beautiful, and suddenly only colorful fireflies descend from the sky.Like the petals accidentally dropped by a fairy in the sky.

When an inconspicuous small fire burst in mid-air, it immediately turned into a big green umbrella and swirled in the night sky.

Everyone stared at all this, and the shock in their hearts could not be added.I usually know that fireworks are beautiful, just light them with a fire.Who would have thought that collective discharge could have such an effect!
Ye Wancheng and a group of old comrades were invited to the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, which is next to the Military Reclamation Square, and because the location is relatively high, they can be seen more clearly than those below.

Before the umbrella completely disappeared, another brilliant golden chrysanthemum leaped into the sky. It was like a lonely fairy, surrounded by gorgeous and bright gold, dancing gracefully under the attention of thousands of people.Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky, and the scattered golden lights made the night sky so dazzling.

Ye Feng and a group of juniors crowded in front of the crowd.In fact, there is a warning circle in the square at this time, and the safe area is drawn.

Although they are still trying to straighten their waists, the overdraft in their youth and the harsh natural conditions have made many of them rickety.

"We still have to hold such a party! It must be held every year!" Ye Wancheng made a final decision.

Immediately afterwards, another golden rocket rose up, and with a bang, a golden chrysanthemum bloomed in the air. The chrysanthemums did not bloom for a long time in the air, and they turned into small meteors and fell down, drawing a golden streak in the air. line.Only a few remaining stars refused to leave, and finally faded away slowly.

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, and the sky over Junken City temporarily returned to tranquility, only the faint smell of gunpowder smoke telling the prosperity just now.

Wu Tianming, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled proudly: "The motherland is strong, so where is the smoke? No one is so stupid as to kill himself!"

This fireworks feast lasted for three hours, and as the last firework was annihilated, the strong smell of gunpowder wafted in the air.

The old comrades ate the New Year's Eve dinner at the Peninsula Hotel, which was originally treated by the city.But the hotel firmly disagreed, and instead let them be the hosts and prepared a luxurious feast.

"Hey, this isn't fireworks, it's just blooming flowers!" Comrade Zhao, who has always been serious, couldn't help but click his tongue.

Ma Quanyi didn't take it seriously: "Is it hundreds of thousands soon? We can let it go, and it won't have much impact if we let the army reclaim the city every day!"

If they take off their military uniforms, the stooped waists and rough skin of these old comrades are like a group of farmers who have worked all their lives.But this group of people, with shovels and hoes, dug out a military reclamation city and a Northern Xinjiang Corps.

Look, a big red fireball rose from the gray sky. With a bang, the fireball blossomed, and the fireball scattered into small red dots and disappeared into the air.

Plum Blossom cast a glance at him: "Grandet, you are willing to cut your flesh, right?" Everyone laughed together.

The eye sockets of both of them were a little moist, but at this moment, they couldn't find a suitable language to express it. The two stood at attention at the same time, and saluted the old comrades with a standard military salute!

However, this tranquility was only temporary. Within half an hour, the entire sky over Junken City began to be shrouded in brilliance again.

Liu Qinghua sighed helplessly: "A group of prodigal sons released dozens of cars in three hours. You still encourage them."

Yang Yulin sniffed, closed his eyes and sighed, "It's such a familiar smell!"

Although not as magnificent as before, there are a lot of them, and they bloom everywhere. Even the stars in the sky lose their brilliance instantly and become small bright spots that are about to be annihilated by the fireworks.

But even the security circle can't stop these guys?At this time, Ye Feng and Yang Wei had squeezed into the place where the fireworks were set off, and they were discussing with others, let them order a few.

But Ye Mao and the others couldn't squeeze in like the big brother and the others. They couldn't help it, they were not old enough, so they could only stamp their feet and complain regretfully.

Standing aside, Ma Rong and Zhao Linger kept silent and kept looking at the old comrades.

Comrade Zhao waved his fist: "Victory always needs to be celebrated, otherwise what are we fighting for all our lives? Isn't it just to let the children have a happy life?"

On the contrary, Liu Qinghua showed a trace of complaint on his face: "Do you know how much it costs? These prodigal sons!"

In fact, this really wasn't Ye Yuze's idea, but the hotel manager's own decision.

Zhao Dengxuan echoed: "Yes, we have smelled the smell of gunpowder before, and it seems to have happened in the last century."

The hotel manager is also from Junken City. She is the panda’s mother, Xiong Aihua. She originally married and went to Urumqi to work in the hotel industry. Later, she divorced and returned to Junken City. She started as a waiter at the Peninsula Hotel and finally became the general manager.

Although Junken City Enterprises will take care of their own people, becoming the leader depends entirely on ability.After all, it is not a family business, so it is up to you what position you can achieve.

Xiong Aihua can endure hardships and is very proficient in business. You must know that Peninsula Hotel is a joint venture, and Ye Yuze has no management rights. It is naturally up to him to be the general manager.

At this time, she was toasting the old comrades one by one with a wine glass.For their own children, the old comrades naturally gave her face and clinked glasses with her one after another.

(End of this chapter)