After Xiao Qi's arrival, Jia Yapeng could finally relax. He left all kinds of messy things to Xiao Qi and Baidu Real Estate to handle. Baidu's employees were all students from Tsinghua University. Although they were a little poor, they were definitely first-class. It was not a problem for them to deal with all kinds of complicated problems. They quickly handled everything in an orderly manner and put forward some rectification suggestions. The whole process was much smoother.
After a few months, all the courtyard houses were successfully transferred. These were all things for later, so let's not talk about them for now.
However, Jia Yapeng's relaxation only lasted for one day. Tomorrow was the 25th, the day of the Starlight Award Ceremony. This was the real reason why Jia Yapeng came to Imperial Capital. He had to attend the Starlight Award Ceremony and receive the award on behalf of Dynasty. After that, he could return to Yuzhang.
Today, Jia Yapeng wore a suit that he rarely wore. Originally, Jia Yapeng wanted to prepare an evening gown for Zhu Qiushui, but he saw Zhu Qiushui's crazy expression.
"Who would wear an evening gown to a place like that?" Zhu Qiushui was about to go crazy.
"Isn't it normal to wear an evening gown to attend a party?" Jia Yapeng did not know why Zhu Qiushui was so angry.
"Do you want me to be the center of attention?"
"You're so beautiful. Of course you'll be the center of attention!" Jia Yapeng thought that his witty words would win Zhu Qiushui's favor, but he did not expect to get an even more desperate look.
"I'm not going …" Zhu Qiushui finally said resolutely. Jia Yapeng had no choice but to put on his suit and set off alone. When Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue, Jia Yapeng suddenly understood why Zhu Qiushui was so desperate.
When Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue, he did not see a table with exquisite food, nor did he see the various buffet food and dishes of a Western-style dinner party. All he saw were rows of neatly arranged chairs. They were the kind of old-fashioned wooden folding chairs that looked especially stiff.
On the back of each chair was a red slip of paper with the name of the participant written on it.
Only the rostrum in the conference room had a row of tables. The tables were covered with a red cloth, and there was a nameplate and a ceramic teacup.
If it weren't for the words "Starlight Award Ceremony" pasted on the door of the conference room, Jia Yapeng would have thought that he had walked into the wrong place. Instead of an award ceremony, he was in the conference room of a government agency.
Jia Yapeng noticed that among the people who had already arrived at the venue, there were very few people wearing suits like him. They were all wearing Chinese tunic suits. Many people showed disdain and dissatisfaction when they saw Jia Yapeng's suit.
"Damn, I forgot again. This is 1992!" Jia Yapeng lamented in his heart. This was not the era of entertainment. Whether it was the Starlight Award or the Golden Rooster Award, they were all awards with a strong sense of organization. It was a government activity. It was a very serious and formal matter. Naturally, it had to be done according to the standard conference procedures.
Therefore, all the award ceremonies in this era were like now. All the actors, directors, and related personnel sat on small benches while the leaders sat on the rostrum. They presented the awards in a very serious and serious manner. At the same time, it represented the country's recognition of you.
If Zhu Qiushui really appeared in this serious occasion in an evening gown, she would really be the focus of everyone's attention. She would probably collapse immediately.
Jia Yapeng and the Dynasty behind him would probably become the biggest joke in the world.
Jia Yapeng entered the venue carefully and found his seat in no time.
Jia Yapeng's seat was at the edge of the third row from the back. There were a total of 12 rows of seats in the entire venue. Hua Xia people were the people who had the deepest understanding of the philosophy of seats.
Since our Boss Jia was at the edge of the third row from the back, it was easy to imagine what kind of position he had in the eyes of these people.
"Ignorant nouveau riche? The parasite of the people and society, the mountain that is pressing on them? " Jia Yapeng mocked himself in his heart. However, this seat was not without its benefits. At least it was very convenient for him to receive the award from this seat. He did not need to squeeze in front of others.
However, as far as the eye could see, the people sitting in the conference room were all familiar. Jia Yapeng knew most of them. After all, Jia Yapeng grew up watching their movies, TV series, and various television programs. Jia Yapeng was very familiar with them.
Of course, these people did not know Jia Yapeng. After all, Jia Yapeng was really a new face.
In the beginning, Jia Yapeng greeted these artists who he had watched grow up politely and introduced himself. However, when they found out that Jia Yapeng's identity was just a rich boss, their attitude towards Jia Yapeng was a rather formulaic smile. They did not even bother to exchange greetings.
It was not the era where money was worshipped in the future. In this era, literary youths were more valued. They valued talent and the temperament of a person. Young women still liked literary youths the most.
Of course, when the young women reached the age of middle-aged women, they would realize that rich old men were cuter.
Anyway, the attitudes of the artists of this era toward the rich were somewhat complicated. They were envious, but deep in their hearts, they looked down on them. It would not be like the 2020's, where most young men wanted to call Wang Jianlin father, and young women wanted to call Wang Sicong husband.
After knowing that Jia Yapeng was rich, not only would they not curry favor with him, but they would also have a trace of contempt. Then, they would stay away from him.
It had to be said that the artists of this era still had the backbone in their bodies. At least for those who worshipped money, they still had the backbone. Their influence on society was also more positive. At least, they were much stronger than the celebrities of the future.
However, this made Jia Yapeng quite speechless and depressed. He could not help but regret coming to this venue. Reading the newspaper in the courtyard was better than here!
Therefore, Jia Yapeng decided to give up the attempt to get to know anyone's artistic seniors. He sat in his seat honestly and prayed that the award ceremony would end quickly so that he could go home and sleep.
However, just as Jia Yapeng sat down, a strong northeastern accent sounded. "Comrade, please move aside. The seat next to you is mine!" (Sorry, I don't understand the northeastern accent very well. I can't write the flavor of the northeastern accent. Everyone can just imagine that this is a northeastern accent.)
"It's okay!" Jia Yapeng stood up and then saw the appearance of this short middle-aged man.
"Uncle Hei Tu?" Jia Yapeng was stunned.
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