It is said that Shang Duwu, who had been looking for his son for a night, returned to his residence physically and mentally exhausted.

Today is the opening day of his logistics park, all the rich people invited have arrived, the venue is ready, the skeleton told him, and he has specially invited fifty models from the modeling school.

Shang Duwu also wore an expensive suit, tied a bow tie, and even put on leather shoes for the first time.

Although the son is important, it is still not important compared to his future development.

Therefore, the job of finding a son is left to the skeleton.

"You remember for me, whoever kidnaps my son, kill him for me!"

The skeleton smiled and said, "Boss, I have already arranged for someone to do it, and I will definitely get your son back!"

Without further ado, Shang Duwu came to the venue accompanied by his twenty-one-year-old lover with a foxy face.

This one, that's pretty big.

There were not only fifty models wearing cheongsams, but also a band of more than twenty middle-aged people holding musical instruments.

The most conspicuous thing is the twenty-one large red lanterns floating in the open space, and there are red silk under them, on which are written various blessings.

What congratulates the logistics park on the smooth start of construction, congratulates the logistics park on its red purple, and there is a message that I don't know who sent it, which reads: 'I wish Mr. Shang Duwu an early birth of a precious son!'.

I also made a five-meter-high stage, and on the red curtain behind it, there was a word 'Fa!'

There were more than 50 people sitting in the audience, except for the shareholders of the logistics company, who were those rich people, who exchanged heads and talked about it.

In addition, there are a lot of artillery battles on the ground, which are ready to be put off when the ribbon is cut later.

Even if his son was kidnapped, Shang Duwu was still polite and greeted everyone present first.

Especially the bosses from the imperial capital, Shang Duwu is diligent, just like the father-in-law next to the emperor.

The middle-aged rich man also smiled: "Boss Shang, this land is really good, connecting the north and south, looking at the east and west, the water and land depend on each other, it is really a treasure land, I didn't expect Boss Shang to have such strength in Jiangzhou, it is really impressive!"

Shang Duwu said with a smile: "I can still say a few words in Jiangzhou, this land is the last piece of commercial land that can be developed in Jiangzhou, others want to take it must not be good, that is, I can eat him, and when the future logistics park is completed, a lot of money is waiting for us to earn!"

He also deliberately raised his voice a few points to make everyone else hear.

In addition to those shareholders, everyone else has thrown in praise, thinking that this project is really good, and Shang Duwu is also a capable person.

At this time, the host's voice shouted from the loudspeaker: "Gentlemen, ladies, bosses, young ladies, aunts, aunts, sisters-in-law, good morning!"

This one for Shang Du's martial arts, the skeleton, is it the one who presides over the wedding? Why do you say everything?

The host then said: "Today is a big day, I propose, let us celebrate with warm applause that Mr. Shang Duwu gave his son and successfully found the seventeenth little mother!"

Where is the applause, the host is talking nonsense on the stage, as if he has lost his rationality.

Shang Duwu immediately gave a look to the people around him, and several thugs in suits immediately rushed to the stage and dragged the host down.

This is such an embarrassment, the people sitting there looked at each other and talked about it.

Shang Duwu looked at it, what kind of host did he use?

The cargo station on the stage, a flicker, said: "The logistics park is the largest logistics park in the country, the daily throughput of goods can reach 50 million tons, the logistics area can cover all cities south of the Yangtze River, in the lower Shangduwu, in line with the development of the city economy, Confucianism as the concept of business, in many years of business road, always remind themselves, everyone earns money, everyone eats, do not forget to sit on everyone to the next to the support, take this opportunity, I am here to thank you!"

There is still applause, but it's not very enthusiastic, because everyone knows who this thing is, and there's a use in talking so much nonsense?

Seeing that the time was almost up, Shang Duwu invited those rich people to the stage, and a group of reporters followed suit.

The model pulled a few red flowers to the front of the stage, and Shang Duwu invited everyone to pick up the scissors, and was about to cut and fire the guns.

Several excavators suddenly came in from outside, and a group of workers wearing hard hats and holding flat shovels.

A few middle-aged men in suits with briefcases came to the stage and said in a surprised look: "What are you doing here? Hurry up and leave our construction site, we haven't started construction yet, what are you cutting the ribbon?"

All eyes were cast on Shang Duwu's body, and the rich man of the imperial capital asked: "Boss Shang, why is this?"

Shang Duwu's cold sweat came down, this was not a joke, and hurriedly explained: "This must be a misunderstanding, wait a minute, I'll go ask and see if they are in the wrong place?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "It's not wrong, this is our Boss Yang's land, who are you?" Our boss didn't say anything about today's ribbon cutting, hurry up and withdraw the field for me, don't affect our start!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Shang Duwu shouted angrily, and the voice was extremely harsh through the horn.

The goods shouted angrily: "This land is mine, what Boss Yang's? Which Boss Yang? I Shang Duwu bought the land, who dares to rob me? Hurry up and take your people to get out of me, miss the time of Lao Tzu's ribbon cutting, can you afford it?"

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the venue: "Pretend, you continue to pretend, do you still want your face? I am Boss Yang, I bought this land a long time ago, and I really think that my face is big enough, don't you? Are you embarrassed to put coins in front of these people?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and a handsome young man, accompanied by a mixed-race beauty and a bald man, walked into the venue in a chic manner.

When Shang Duwu saw that it was Yang Xiaoji, his head buzzed, like a fish in his throat, like a needle piercing his heart.

But in front of so many rich people and those shareholders, he had to hold on, and shamelessly took out the fake transaction book, and shouted: "I bought this land from Nangong Yang for 270 million yuan, and what you say is yours is yours? Do you really think you are a big boss? What kind of currency do you put in me? and messed up my ribbon-cutting ceremony, I think you are really boring!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled and said, "Oh, what a coincidence, I also bought this land in the hands of the boss of Nangong, and it cost 320 million, and it just so happens that the boss of Nangong is also here, let him tell me, who does this land belong to?"