Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
“I didn’t ask them to come.”
“Is that okay… it’s GK’s 30-year anniversary, it must be important to them.” Huo Mian was a little surprised.
“My dad didn’t want to come, because he didn’t want my mom to cause a scene… so neither of them came.”
“I’m sorry.” Huo Mian felt bad and reached out to tightly grasp Qin Chu’s hand.
“Why are you apologizing?” Qin Chu looked at her tenderly.
“If it weren’t for me, you and your parents’ relationship wouldn’t be as tense… and they would’ve come to the 30-year-anniversary party.”
“Don’t apologize, dummy… I’m willing to endure blame from the entire world for you…”
Qin Chu never thought what Huo Mian did was wrong…
Plus, it wasn’t that he treated his parents badly or was unfilial to them…
Their relationship was a bit tense, that’s all…
His father had now understood and accepted Huo Mian, so he didn’t want to bring upon negative news to the corporation.
Qin Yumin took a plane to the United States today, and his wife wreaked havoc at home, crying and causing a disturbance…
She even wanted to go to the anniversary party, but Qin Chu arranged for his mother to be kept at home.
Four bodyguards stood outside the Qin Manor…
Mrs. Qin yelled, bellowed, and cried like a crazy woman, but in the end, she still couldn’t leave her house…
This was the first anniversary party Qin Chu oversaw since he became GK’s president, and he didn’t want anything to go wrong.
He had seen how unreasonable his mother could be…
That was why he resorted to such a subpar measure…
Performances began at exactly 9:30 AM…
Two renowned MCs walked up to the stage and began their opening dialogue…
Then, dancers began dancing…
The speakers in the ballroom were high-end, comparable to that of a concert.
“Honey… how much did we have to pay the hotel for an event like this?”
To Huo Mian, Ritz Carlton had always been too expensive…
The hotel environment was good – everything was good, but even during offseasons, standard rooms cost more than 1,900 yuan per night.
So many people came to GK’s celebration, eating and staying here; plus, a performance of this scale was being held in its biggest ballroom.
It must’ve cost a fortune.
“Nothing.”
“Um… are they sponsoring us?” Huo Mian was shocked.
“No, I bought this hotel.”
“Okay… Mr. Moneybags, you sure can do whatever you want.”
It was then that Huo Mian realized why so many company meetings were held at Ritz Carlton.
It turned out that Qin Chu already bought the hotel, making it a subsidiary of GK…
This was Huo Mian’s first time listening to Ni Yang sing live; he had a great voice.
It wasn’t a k-pop-style fast song, nor was it sung in a language that no one could understand.
It was a simple Chinese folk song.
Ni Yang played a wooden guitar as he sang.
The crowd went wild as soon as he came onto the stage…
No wonder he was a popular idol…
The song’s name was Warmth.
Huo Mian was entranced and touched by his singing…
The song sounded sad; she knew that Ni Yang had always yearned for motherly love…
Mo Xue’er was very talented; she danced to jazz and sang an English song.
Lighting up the entire ballroom…
Then, a famous Beijing opera singer performed; Huo Mian didn’t understand much, but she still listened attentively.
It was a riveting rendition of Butterfly Lovers…
The older city officials in the front row couldn’t help but burst into applause…
Huo Mian turned around to look at her mother, who was crying in the second row. It seems like older generations all cherished the memory of this story.
During the interlude, Annie Liang and three other celebrities under GK sang The Taste of Summer.
Then, renowned domestic comedians performed skits…
Everyone was watching attentively, and 10 national TV channels all broadcasted the event.
The 16 broadcasters in C city all came to record the event live…
It was unprecedented, and viewer ratings reached 29.8% halfway through the performances.
This was a first in history…
After all of the performances ended, the MC then proceeded to interact with the audience…
Jin Lan knew Su Yu well… so she immediately passed the microphone to Su Yu, who was sitting in the first row.
“President Su… as the president of a competing company, would you like to give your blessing to GK?”
“Can I sing a song?” Su Yu slowly got up.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd went into uproar… Everyone was astonished, because… no one had ever heard the Young Master Su sing.
