Not long after, George came back. He looked at Zhao Liang, who was sitting next to Zhang Fugui with his eyes closed, and asked deliberately: "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Liang pretended that nothing happened: "It's nothing. I'm too tired. I've been resting. Dean Zhang just asked me when the opening ceremony will start."

"Oh." George nodded doubtfully, then pointed to a few sofas in front of the window that looked like first-class seats on an airplane and said, "It will start soon. Let's sit there and watch the show first. The location there is excellent."

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"There is a show, is it... is it that Cos... poof or something? That... is a bit interesting." Recalling the magnanimous girl just now, Cao Cao couldn't help but ask George

arrive.

George looked at Cao Cao with a very strange look, and then looked at Zhang Fugui.

"I'm two-dimensional old, so this is the best." Zhang Fugui replied helplessly.

George was speechless now, because from beginning to end, this program was designed by Oda Dokko. It can be said that the opening ceremony program of the martial arts conference had been filled with Japanese style by Oda Dokko.

If this type of role-playing can only be said to be incompatible with martial arts competitions in terms of style, then it is disheartening that the last one to be unveiled was two Japanese sumo wrestlers.

George himself does not care about the conflict between cultures. What he cares about is whether this conflict can bring him benefits.

Obviously, making the opening ceremony of the martial arts tournament into a Japanese style will definitely have a huge negative impact.

So George reported the matter to the foundation as soon as possible.

Of course, the foundation also prioritizes profit.

Since Oda's actions were not in the interest of the Foundation, the Foundation handed over all power to George.

George immediately came up with the second plan, which was the plan that would be performed immediately.

As for why George didn't stop Oda Dokko from the beginning, and why George came up with a perfect alternative plan, George and Oda Dokko must have figured out all of this.

As outsiders, Zhang Fugui and others certainly didn't know the whole process of how George stumbling upon Oda's only son.

"The show is about to start." After George finished speaking, he sat firmly on the chair behind him. His greatest pride was of course not that he had managed this matter, but that he had once again proved Oda to the foundation.

The incompetence of an only son.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, Zhang Fugui can clearly see the fireworks blooming in the stadium in summer. Although it is not as gorgeous as in the dark night, the various colored smokes do their best to enhance the atmosphere of the scene to the extreme.

Later, a dragon dance troupe and several lion dances were seen entering the venue.

When dragon and lion meet, a fierce fight is inevitable.

I saw the dragon's head held high, its body rolling, and the colorful smoke that had not yet dissipated, making it look like a giant dragon was really soaring into the clouds and spitting mist.

The lion dance is not as huge as the dragon dance, but it is more vivid.

Several lions seemed to have made an agreement and lurked on four sides of the dragon. As long as the dragon's head made a slight movement, the lions would take the opportunity to roll to a position ignored by the dragon and make various naive moves.

It really looks like a giant dragon fighting a group of lions.

As the plot reached its climax, a burst of colorful smoke appeared from more than one place.

When the smoke cleared, the dragons and lions were gone, and 36 young people came on stage instead.

The 18 people on the left are wearing white shirts and black shoes, and the 18 people on the right are wearing black shirts and white shoes.

The two groups of people seemed to have trained in advance and began to walk in a circle, and then everyone began to stand in their own positions and practice Tai Chi.

As the practice of Tai Chi moves came to an end, 36 people were divided into two groups to compete with each other. For a while, the whole stadium was filled with punches and kicks, which was overwhelming.

Just when the winner is about to be decided.

Dozens of banners were hoisted into the venue.

Dozens of strong men waved the big flags in their hands, and the entire venue seemed to be enveloped by the big flags.

By the end, all the young people competing in the boxing competition were gone, and another group of 316 people appeared instead.

These thirty-six people are no longer clearly distinguishable in their clothing as they were just now.

Everyone wears the same smart clothes.

But they each held a weapon in their hands.

Exactly eighteen kinds of weapons.

As the strong man waving the flag raised his flag and left, the thirty-six people began to fight against each other again.

Knife to knife, gun to gun.

The cold light produced by this play is so sharp that it looks like a bright moon rising into the sky.

The dance opened and closed like a dragon making trouble in the abyss.

The audience who were present thought they were here to watch the fun, but no one thought that the fun would be too lively.

The design of the entire stage program is already at the top level.

Some of the distinguished guests invited to the martial arts conference were already smiling, sitting in the audience and applauding, while pointing at the programs on the venue.

Zhang Fugui couldn't sit still at this time. He didn't expect that George would make it so grand and formal.

If Feng Changxia hadn't told him the inside story of this martial arts competition in advance, he might have thought it was an extremely formal competition.

"Mr. Zhao, we are going down." George looked down at the time and felt it was almost time, so he said to Zhao Liang beside him.

Zhao Liang nodded and stood up, nodded towards Zhang Fugui, and took the lead in leaving the VIP room.

George explained to Zhang Fugui: "Mr. Zhao is an investor in this event, so when he is asked to speak later, I will also be present. Mr. Zhang, you and Dean Cao are free."

"Hmm...Okay, you guys walk slowly..."

Zhang Fugui was no longer in the mood to talk to George at this time. He had been attracted by the program in the stadium.

When George and Zhao Liang left, Zhang Fugui suddenly said: "Old Cao, it's over. You are so good at the show. Will these contestants beat Li Bai to death?"

After Zhang Fugui said this, he immediately felt that something was wrong. After all, Li Bai would use his body to participate in the competition, so it was unlikely that Li Bai would be beaten to death, but it seemed that his body was crippled.

It's very possible.

1 Thinking of this, Zhang Fugui became even more frightened.

"They are all just some fancy tricks, and they are very entertaining to watch, but in actual combat, these dozens of young people are not enough for Yun Chang to fight for ten minutes." Cao Cao, who had seen strong winds and waves, was very disapproving of the performance on the stadium.

"What I'm saying is that Master 2 is Master 2 and I am me. If they were as capable as Master 2, I wouldn't look down on them." Zhang Fugui still stared at the field intently.
Chapter completed!