The big era starts in 1983

Chapter 1757 This magical style
It is indeed the style of a beautiful country.

If you can make money, go to hell with the funeral.

Bai Hao didn't want to hear it anymore.

In fact, Jiang Shiyuan still has a lot to say.

For example, for the paper castle that was burned at the funeral, the film company planned to build another one as it was, and said directly that it was recreated in the world of the undead after it was burned, and then turned this town into a place with the color of the undead.

A brand new tourist town.

Some things cannot be said, and Jiang Shiyuan heard more things.

There are more excessive.

For example, some people in the small town complained that old Solace didn't want to die a month earlier, so that his town could perform miracles on Halloween.

Don't think that the people in the beautiful country are so noble, that's all.

Most of them are translucent long skirts, or high heels more than a dozen centimeters high, or super deep V, or super business lines, etc.All black.

In the middle of the night, the funeral was over, and Bai Hao didn't stay in this small town full of spirits of the undead.Because a large number of tourists will start a large-scale undead activity.

On the night of the funeral, the town was brightly lit.

What is Bai Hao playing.

Bai Hao left overnight, he didn't like that atmosphere.

To put it in a mean way, it's not even as much as tipping a topless waiter in Vegas.

There was a local entertainment tabloid that was very popular.

Gwyneth then asked the second key question: "So, what do you want, or ask for?"

The next day, in a luxurious hotel in a big city closest to here, Bai Hao was wearing a bathrobe, sitting in the dining room of the suite, preparing to have breakfast.

A senior reporter wrote in the report that this was a black-themed red carpet show, and people who came were more concerned about the flashing lights than Mr. Solace lying in the freezer.

At night, funerals are costume coloring is a black theme.

Gwen Rhys asked the first and most critical question: "From another perspective, at my current age, when Francis leaves the White House, will my future career have reached its apex, or will there be huge consequences?" Where is the bottleneck?"

"Let's enjoy the glorious dividends, and find someone to take the blame. Next, we will appear as the saviors after the big collapse."

Gwyneth put his hands on the table and covered his face. Old Solace was speculating.

"Sad?" Gwyneth asked rhetorically.

However, Bai Hao didn't know how many people really came for the funeral.

Bai Hao replied: "My Xiaoshulin Fund in Huada Street, within this year, I will attract no less than one trillion US dollars in trust investment, and then use the most common leverage to leverage the entity Industrial assets. Next year, I will double this amount, and we will control the problem of no less than US$[-] trillion, and then invest in the markets and industries I expect.”

In fact, Jeff's realm is really extraordinary, but this is the secular world, so it's better to be more realistic.

Old Solace's funeral was not a small crowd.

A reporter found out that this is the piece that Bai Hao personally played on the guitar, then professional musicians perfected it, and finally the orchestra played it.

Bai Hao probably guessed what Jeff was going to say.

At this time, Bai Hao said to Jeff: "Jeff, we are friends, but work is work. Gwen Reese has chosen the direction of her life, so we are collaborators at work. Everything is going well, everyone eats and drinks well, If something goes wrong and she can't handle it, she will be crushed."

Jeff sat down and was about to speak, when Bai Hao immediately stretched out his hand: "Jeff, please keep silent, at least during this breakfast time today."

Bai Hao shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Before breakfast, flip through the day's newspaper.

Afterwards, one commuter small plane after another brought the guests from the large airport, and the engines of the small planes were almost always turned off, because one after another was needed to transport the guests from here to the airport.

Jeff was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and he accepted Bai Hao's suggestion.

Jeff smiled lightly and said nothing.

Even Solace's ex-wife refused to appear because she received too little inheritance.

Handsome is not enough to describe Jeff. Jeff, who has practiced in the deep mountains of Xia Kingdom for a long time, was commented by the media in the beautiful country as a mortal who is closest to the top of Mount Olympus.

"However, there is a price for all of this. I have always believed in a theory that everything in this world is exchanged at equal value, so the brilliance created by Francis overdraws his next job, even the next White House At the same time, if the brilliance we created encounters a super economic crisis on a global scale, the loss will be even greater."

All tourists believe that this town is the entrance to the world of the dead.

Most shocking was a tune the band played when old Solace's coffin was buried.

The name is: Undead Movement - Preface.

Tonight, the most eye-catching is Jeff.

When breakfast came to the table, Jeff and Gwen Rhys came over.

"Haven't gotten out of the sadness yet, don't you need to rest for a while?"

"How to solve?"

Bai Hao said: "Gwen Rhys, I formally recommend you to Francis, and I hope you can become his economic advisor, as the most important member of his run-up staff. I have a plan that is still under preparation. Let Francis create the splendor of two white house residences for the beautiful country."

The whole page is full of information about the funeral of old Solace, but there is not a word related to old Solace.

Yes, this is indeed the most realistic problem.

Gwenris was silently calculating the success rate of Bai Hao's request.

Bai Hao smiled, and made a gesture of asking to sit down: "There is a saying that the one who cries the most at the funeral of a big man in a big family will always be the one who lost his wallet."

Bai Hao, wearing a black turtleneck and a small white flower, always kept a smile on every guest who came.

In terms of realm, the old Solace is already far behind. Bai Hao tied himself to the core position of the beautiful country, and tied himself to the future owner of the White House.

If this funeral was not hosted by Mr. Bai Hao, it is indeed unknown how many people will come to the funeral of this villain on Hua Street.

That's right, the old Solace's funeral turned into a red carpet show abruptly.

There is even an old house full of spirits of the undead. After being remodeled, a plaque of the Kingdom of Xia was hung on it, and a letter was written: Mingdu can do it!
Specially responsible for exchanging undead currency.

Grandson-in-law of old Solace.

In Xia Guo's words, this is already a half-immortal.

Bai Hao nodded.

He must say some things, because of the relationship between work, they will definitely use each other.

Jeff smiled flatly, which was easy to interpret.

At least Bai Hao understood.

(End of this chapter)