Collection of Gods

Chapter 679 I love you China

Hangzhou, Peach Blossom Spring Villa Area.

Tang Yuan's grandfather Tang Hongqiang and grandmother Zheng Wen were sitting on the sofa, watching the live TV broadcast of the National Day military parade with interest. Across from them, Tang Yuan's aunt Tang Yun was playing with her mobile phone.

At this time, after the inspection of 15 foot phalanxes, 32 armored phalanxes and 11 air echelons, the last part of the celebration ushered in, the largest mass parade in history.

A total of 10 people and 70 groups of floats formed 36 square formations and passed through Tiananmen in three chapters.

"Yunyun!"

"Stop playing!"

"The mass march has begun!"

When Zheng Wen saw this, she suddenly became excited: "Did you tell me which square he was in from afar? I forgot again!"

"Mom, the phalanx you are far away is the Chinese Sons and Daughters phalanx. In the third chapter of the mass march, the great rejuvenation, the mass march has just begun. It will still be some time before the phalanx you are far away comes out."

In contrast, Tang Yuan's invitation to attend the celebration of the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China is not worth making a fuss about.

The luxury car was upgraded, the number of servants doubled, and even the dogs at home and the food were better. Tang Yuan directly took over all the living expenses of the family and dispatched a medical team from Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital. Hangcheng is responsible for the health of grandparents and grandparents who live in Peach Blossom Spring.

As for how he became the chairman of the American Emperor Victor Charitable Foundation, he directly used business secrets and confidentiality agreements as excuses.

Do not……

then……

During that time, as long as you turned on your mobile phone and TV, you would be covered with news reports about Tang Yuan. The old couple Tang Hongqiang and Zheng Wen couldn't even think about it, let alone Zheng Wen who could use it skillfully. Middle-aged man with smartphone.

Faced with many questions from his family, Tang Yuan took the time to return home, opened the box for himself, and truthfully told Tang Hongqiang and others that he was the chairman of the American Emperor Victor Charitable Foundation.

The existence of the system cannot be said for sure.

In this way, even though Tang Hongqiang, Zheng Wen and others thought this matter was a bit unbelievable, they still had to believe that their grandson was now a super rich man with assets of hundreds of billions of dollars.

As the parade phalanxes passed by one after another, when it was finally the turn of the Chinese Sons and Daughters parade phalanx to appear, the scene shown on the live TV shocked the old couple and Tang Yun.

Tang Yun saw Zheng Wen a little anxious and immediately responded patiently.

If Tang Yuan made a high-profile appearance at the launch ceremony of Tianmu Taoist Palace and could use other reasons to fend off his family for the time being, then Tang Yuan turned the tide in London and spent 700 million US dollars to bring the photo album back to China and donated it to the country in a high-profile manner. He couldn't hide it anymore.

Sitting in the living room, the old couple and Tang Yun were chatting and watching the live broadcast. They watched the parades passing by Tiananmen Square. When the third chapter of the great renaissance began, they gradually stopped talking, and even Tang Yun gave up. I picked up my cell phone and stared at the TV, worried that I would miss the distant shots of my home if I wasn't paying attention.

In fact, he really didn't know how to explain it.

Driven by innovation, rural revitalization, democracy and the rule of law, national unity, unity of heart and soul, Chinese culture, moral education, building a strong country through sports, poverty alleviation...

"The huge Kunpeng-shaped float leads the phalanx of Chinese sons and daughters towards us. The Kunpeng spreads its wings and soars upward, symbolizing the Chinese nation's spirit of endless life, spreading wings and soaring..."

To describe it as super rich is a bit too narrow.

Simply, Tang Yuan just gave it up. He believed that the power of time can transform all existence, and keeping a little bit of mystery would be good for himself and his family.

The system gave Tang Yuan the false heir identity at the Victor Foundation, which was also impossible to tell.

After Tang Yuan truthfully confessed, Tang Hongqiang, Zheng Wen and others still haven't gotten used to it, because after Tang Yuan confessed his identity, he no longer had to hide it. He just waved his hand and transferred all the family members. People's living conditions have improved to the highest level.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as a super chaebol.

The CCTV host's commentary voice came from the TV. The first picture was a high-altitude distant view, and then the camera quickly zoomed in. In the square array of thousands of people, Tang Yuan's figure was at the forefront, and the director Tang Yuan was also given a five-second close-up shot.

Tang Yuan waved a small red flag with his right hand, with a bright and refreshing smile on his face. He was like a big boy next door, leading the Chinese phalanx forward at a steady pace with steady steps.

On both sides of Chang'an Street were youth choirs dressed in white. The crowd sang "I Love You China". The melodious children's voices made the audience and marchers sing along involuntarily. "I love you China~"

"I love your vigorous spring seedlings~"

"I love your golden fruits in autumn~"

……

Walking on Chang'an Street, Tang Yuan listened to the singing in his ears, and he couldn't help but hum along softly.

At this moment, he felt that this song was the most beautiful music. Those popular songs that he usually liked seemed so pale in this situation.

……

At their home in Hangcheng, Tang Hongqiang and Tang Yun all looked shocked. They never expected that Tang Yuan would become the leader of this formation, and even show his face for five seconds in front of hundreds of millions of people around the world.

"Yuan Yuan is actually the team leader. Why didn't this kid tell us?"

Tang Yun watched the phalanx of the Chinese Sons and Daughters gradually pass through Tiananmen Square, and she reacted belatedly.

"Yes!"

"This kid has a character that likes to hide his clumsiness. He really doesn't know who to follow!"

Zheng Wen sighed with emotion, but her eyes drifted towards Tang Hongqiang unconsciously.

At first, Tang Hongqiang didn't feel anything, but as Zheng Wen's eyes became more and more unkind, he couldn't help but frown and said, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"What did you say about my look?"

"This child likes to hide his clumsy character. He must be following you. When you were young, you liked to hide your private money, and you were very good at it!"

Zheng Wen stared, her ability to settle old scores with ease was perfect.

"This……"

"Why is it all on me?"

Tang Hongqiang felt very speechless, but when he heard Zheng Wen mention the words "private money", his whole body weakened unconsciously.

"ah!"

At this moment, Tang Yun suddenly slapped his thigh.

"You girl, why are you so surprised!"

Tang Hongqiang heard this and immediately took the opportunity to change the topic.

Tang Yun was seen crying and sighing: "If I had known that Yuan Yuan was the team leader and would be able to show his face for such a long time, I should have taken out my phone and recorded it just now!"

"Hey!"

"you do not say!"

After hearing what Tang Yun said, Zheng Wen immediately patted her thigh, her expression full of regret and self-blame.

"It's okay, it's okay. There will definitely be a replay in the future." Tang Hongqiang looked at the mother and daughter whose expressions were completely in sync, and comforted him: "We can just record the video again then."

"That can only be like this."

Mother and daughter sighed together, and their expressions improved slightly...

(End of this chapter)