Chapter 729： Surprise

Chapter 729 Surprise

The pick-up time was told to the receptionist. The receptionist immediately said that he would arrange for the car to go to the airport to pick up the VIPs. There is no need for cloud painting.

Then he asked about the cloud painting, the specific requirements for the room, and the next arrangement.

All in all.

Gao Yang continued to sigh, "Sure enough, it is Yunhu, this service is absolutely perfect."

Soon, the manager in his thirties came over and presented the program list.

"I am very sorry, you did not book in advance, we can prepare, only these." The manager apologized.

Cloud painting smiled: "It doesn't matter."

Said, she handed the program to Gao Yang, "Let's see for yourself."

Gao Yang took the exquisite program list and was very emotional when he saw it. When he saw the contents on the program list, his eyes were straight.

"This selection of Huangmei Opera was performed by Duan teacher personally?" Gao Yang asked.

The manager smiled and nodded. "Yes."

"This "Hunting Dream"... is the original singer Zhou Wei’s performance?"

"Yes."

"And this folk dance "Bai Ling", the performer is Teacher Yang? Really? Really?" Gao Yang asked several times in succession.

The smile on the manager's face is unchanged: "Yes."

Gao Yang is already messy. He looks at the cloud painting: "It's just! Don't tell me you don't know who Zhou Yi is, and Yang, who is dancing "Bai Ling", sings the teacher of Huangmei Opera... No, I want Crazy, can you really let them perform for us?"

Cloud painting can't help but support.

......

Originally, the cloud painting was intended to give Gaoyang a room for them, but when they came, they found that it was beyond imagination, and the ancient buildings at the banquet hall level were really extravagant.

Asked Gao Yang and Zuo Ning them, they all said that if it is not convenient, they will go next door.

Cloud painting is helpless, and there is nothing inconvenient. Anyway, her identity will be exposed sooner or later. Zuo Ning, Gao Yang and Lotte are her friends, telling them that there is nothing.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone gathered.

The non-fish, the Italian, the blue, the lemon are not small, the lemon is the smallest, only 18, the other three are also the 20-year-old college students, only the world, is a university graduate, tested Civil servants.

The age of the river is bigger, thirty-five.

The director of Wen Jinghua was forty, and the two of them had already known each other.

Murphy fish, Italian world, blue dragonfly and lemon are not cute, and there is no concept for Yunhu. Directors of He Haihe and Wen Jinghua, especially the director of Wen Jinghua, are mature and successful people, and they have quite a concept for Yunhu!

Seeing this highest level classical ballroom, the face of Director Wen Jinghua is more serious.

Cloud painting and lawyer and partner Rong Rong are late.

Director Wen Jinghua was aware of Rong Rong. When he saw Rong Rong, he laughed: "Rong Shaozhen is polite. We just met each other and came to Yunhu, which is too exaggerated."

Rong Yan smiled and shook his head: "This is not what I ordered, I booked, I can't order this."

Director Wen Jinghua gave a slight glimpse, "Is that?"

"Painting is alive."

The expression of Director Wen Jinghua is even more awe-inspiring: "Isn't Mr. Painting still coming?"

Director Wen Jinghua has cooperated with a lot of screenwriters, and there are countless literary masters who can be known. He can be called a gentleman... It is enough to pay attention to his paintings!

And this emphasis, the proportion of the work is very small! More, it is the credit of Yunwan Lake Ballroom.

Wen Jinghua knows better than anyone else that he can book such a banquet hall in Yunhu. The background of the other party may be beyond imagination!

"When you smell the director, you can call me a cloud painting. You can't be a gentleman." The cloud painting stood up and smiled.

This statement came out, not only the jingjinghua, the river, but also the tilapia, all of them were stunned, and one by one looked at the clouds in an incredible way.

"You... are you painting a big life?" The straight-eyed tilapia licked his mouth. Ba, a look of horror.

(End of this chapter)