Xiaobei, an intern reporter from Tiannanyi News, rushed back to the company happily.

This time, the extradition mission to Tres Square made him get a 1,000 yuan car fee, making a small profit. Moreover, the other party's request was too simple. Just publish a news and click on the opening time of Tres Square. The difficulty coefficient was simply zero.

"Xiaobei, so soon, will it be over there?"

Cheng Yang, the new chief reporter of Tiannan News, raised his head and asked in surprise.

Xiaobei is the one he has always been in charge, and he is half of his apprentice. This time he is fat, so of course he sent Xiaobei there.

"Yes, Teacher Cheng, the matter was finished soon, and it took less than half an hour in total." Xiaobei described the situation.

"That Bai Xiaosheng, there is nothing to do this time?" Cheng Yang couldn't help but be curious.

Last time, he went there with Zhuang Boyi and was the main pioneer in asking questions, but the result was that Bai's surname was severely defeated. He still clearly remembers Bai Xiaosheng's unexpected methods and extremely sharp rebuttals.

Fortunately, the surname Bai is not a member of the media, otherwise he will definitely be a strong opponent! Cheng Yang sighed.

But this time, facing the attack on the eastward magnificent, isn’t the one named Bai helpless?

Cheng Yang chuckled and shook his head.

In his opinion, of course there is nothing to do!

Unless Bai Xiaosheng can invite a big star comparable to Wei Moran!

But even so, in terms of publicity, Tres Square is too much behind East Plaza!

At all, there is no comparison!

Chengyang wants to break the sky, and Tres Square this time, there is no chance of winning!

"I am the chief, and I can only be called by the Tres Square and the one named Bai. Speaking of which, I really have to thank them." Cheng Yang thought lazily, but he didn't feel any gratitude in his heart.

"Terries Plaza is over this time, Zhuang Boyi should be very happy!" Cheng Yang murmured to himself, ignoring his attention and focusing on reading a manuscript on the computer.

That was a special article he made for Xiangdong, which took two days.

This time, I will make a name for myself by using Xiangdong and Wei Moran! Cheng Yang's eyes shine and his ambitions are great.

"Teacher Cheng, this is the opening invitation letter given by Tres Square. Look?" Xiaobei handed over a beautifully printed invitation letter.

Cheng Yang sneered, took it over, rubbed it directly, and threw it into the trash can.

"This is trash!"

Cheng Yang said contemptuously, and then said to Xiaobei, "Xiaobei, just get a text message for Telles and send it, there is no need to review it for me! After finishing it, hurry up and check Xiangdong's information. Xiangdong will open this time, I want to take you there!"

"Hey, hey!" Xiaobei responded repeatedly, his eyes lit up.

Tomorrow, Xiangdong Plaza will open, which is not only a grand event in the real estate industry, but also a rare gathering for the media. It is also a great place to be familiar with it!

Xiaobei was very grateful and glanced at the wrinkled invitation letter from the garbage basket, and smiled disdainfully.

There is a grand event in Xiangdong Square. Who would still want to go to Teres Square? I'm afraid there will be no doors there tomorrow!

The same scene happened in several other media outlets.

The invitation letter sent by Tres Square became the object of ridicule.

That night, Sun Xiangdong received an invitation letter from Trees Square and looked at the card with exquisite printing but no substantial content or process.

Sun Xiangdong couldn't help laughing.

"This Bai Xiaosheng is really interesting! He knows it's useless, but he insists on following these processes! It's okay, as long as he's happy, but after tomorrow, he won't be happy! I want him to be done with his project!"

Not only did Sun Xiangdong laugh, but he also called the management of Xiangdong Plaza to let everyone circulate the invitation letter.

"Is this thing useful in making Teres Square? Will anyone use it?"

"I don't think it's enough to get a printing factory!"

"This Bai Xiaosheng is so shameless. He even pretended to send an invitation letter. I see, we will send him one too, let him see what a real event is!"

A whole lot of laughter.

Sun Xiangdong couldn't help but slam the table, pointed to the last person who spoke and laughed, "Your proposal is OK! I think it's feasible, but there is no need to waste my invitation letter, so I asked the media to publish a manuscript and wrote, 'The project manager of Tres Square buys scalpers at a high price, steals the Xiangdong Square'!"

Sun Xiangdong's proposal made the senior executives burst into laughter again.

"Mr. Sun said so well!"

"It should be done like this, humiliate this person and make him thick-skinned!"

"Make the project manager of Tres Square famous!"

...

Meanwhile, Tres Square.

The business will be opened tomorrow. Except for those on duty, everyone else will still get off work on time.

The project manager was on the rotation today. He stood in a somewhat empty and quiet square, looking at the stage covered by tarpaulin, and looking at the security guards wandering over there, feeling a little worried, smoking cigarettes one by one.

The engineering supervisor was patted on the shoulder, and he turned his head, Chen Daya stood behind him and stretched out his hand.

"Give me a bite."

The engineering supervisor Lao Cheng silently handed over half of the cigarette, looked at Chen Daya and took a sip, and coughed repeatedly by the cigarette.

"If you can't smoke, don't smoke. You've quit smoking for a long time." Old Cheng sighed and asked again, "You shouldn't be on duty today, why haven't you been back?"

Chen Daya silently looked at the scattered smoke, "I can't sleep even if I go back!"

Two big men stood side by side silently, watching the stage silently.

"You said, what trump card is Manager Bai hiding? Can you be tomorrow..." Old Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"Stop asking, do you think I'm like this? " Chen Daya sighed, "It's over, so I can only do this. We have to believe in Bai Xiaosheng, and we have to believe in it, and we have to believe in it if we don't believe it!"

"Otherwise, what can it be..."

After a long sigh.

Chen Daya was silent again.

Lao Cheng was also silent and looked at a certain direction. The lights were brightly lit. Although he knew that he was not Xiangdong Square, he thought that Xiangdong would definitely be more lively now.

Tomorrow, a heaven, a hell.

"I heard that after Wei Moran's concert opened in Xiangdong Plaza, the dog-good Sun Xiangdong is amazing!" Old Cheng sighed in a depressed tone, and had to accept it.

Chen Daya took a deep breath of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt, turned around and left.

"Damn, I don't want to! I have to see you after so many years of this project!"

As Lao Cheng watched, Chen Daya's background was quite old and lonely.

"Manager Bai, I beg you, don't let us down this time!" Lao Cheng sighed, "At least, don't let us die too ugly!"

Bai Xiaosheng's home.

Bai Xiaosheng was sitting in front of the computer, opening the chat software, and chatting with several people at the same time.

"Everyone is in place. Tomorrow's good show will come on stage, everyone must be very good!"

Bai Xiaosheng typed the words and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tomorrow, the decisive battle of life and death!

Tomorrow, the scores will come!

Bai Xiaosheng looked infinitely in his eyes and muttered.
Chapter completed!