After Xiao Qi came, Jia Yapeng finally relaxed, all kinds of messy things were handed over to Xiao Qi and Baidu Real Estate to deal with, and Baidu's employees are all students of Tsinghua University, although they are poor, but their heads are definitely first-class, and it is not a problem to deal with all kinds of complex difficulties, and they quickly handled things in an orderly manner, and then put forward a number of rectification suggestions, and the whole process was much smoother.

After a few months, all the courtyard houses have been successfully transferred, which will not be mentioned later.

However, Jia Yapeng's relaxation is only one day, tomorrow is the 25th, that is, the day of the Starlight Award ceremony, this is the serious thing Jia Yapeng did when he came to the imperial capital, he wants to attend the Starlight Award ceremony, accept the award for the Dynasty Company, and then he can return to Yuzhang.

On this day, Jia Yapeng put on a suit that he rarely wore once, and Jia Yapeng originally wanted to prepare an evening dress for Zhu Qiushui, but he saw Zhu Qiushui's crazy expression.

"Who would go to that kind of place in an evening dress?" Zhu Qiushui is about to go crazy.

"Isn't it normal to go to a party and put on a dress?" Jia Yapeng didn't know why Zhu Qiushui was so angry.

"Do you want me to be the center of attention?"

"You're so beautiful, of course you're the focus of attention!" Jia Yapeng thought that his witty words could win Zhu Qiushui's heart, but he didn't expect to get a more collapsed look.

"I'm not going......" In the end, Zhu Qiushui said categorically, Jia Yapeng had no choice but to set off alone in a suit, and when Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue, a hotel conference room, Jia Yapeng suddenly understood why Zhu Qiushui was so broken.

After Jia Yapeng arrived at the venue, he did not see the tables with exquisite food, nor did he see the various buffet food and meals of the Western-style dinner, but only the rows of neat chairs, the kind of wooden, old-fashioned folding chairs that were particularly stiff to sit on.

There is also a red note on the back of each chair with the names of the participants written on it.

Only on the rostrum of the conference room was a row of tables with a red cloth on the table, and then a name tag and a ceramic tea cup.

If it weren't for the starlight award ceremony posted on the door of the conference room, Jia Yapeng would have thought that he had gone to the wrong place, and he was not coming to the award ceremony, but in the conference room of a government agency.

Jia Yapeng noticed that among the people who had arrived at the venue, there were very few people wearing suits like him, and we were all wearing Mao suits, and many people showed disgust and dissatisfaction when they saw Jia Yapeng's suit.

"Damn, I forgot, it's 1992!" Jia Yapeng sighed in his heart, now is not the era of entertainment to death in the future, whether it is the current Starlight Award or the Golden Rooster Award, they are all awards with a strong institutional atmosphere, it is a government activity, it is a very serious and formal matter, and it is naturally necessary to follow the standard meeting process.

So all the award ceremonies in this era, they are like now, all actors, directors, and relevant personnel sit on small benches, and the leaders sit on the rostrum, presenting awards in a serious and very serious manner, and at the same time representing the country's recognition of you.

If Zhu Qiushui really appeared on this serious occasion in an evening dress, then she would really be the focus of attention of the audience, and the whole person would collapse directly.

And Jia Yapeng and the dynasty behind him, I'm afraid that if it wasn't for him, it would have become a big joke.

Jia Yapeng cautiously entered the venue, and then found his seat at once.

Because Jia Yapeng's position is at the last edge of the penultimate row, and there are a total of 12 rows of seats in the entire venue, and the Chinese people are the people who have the deepest study of seat philosophy.

Since our Boss Jia has been ranked at the very edge of the penultimate row, it is conceivable what his status is in the eyes of the people in these rows.

"Ignorant nouveau riche? The moths of the people and society, the mountains that weigh on them? Jia Yapeng laughed at himself in his heart, but this position is not without benefits, at least this position is very convenient when receiving the award, and there is no need to squeeze in front of others.

But looking at it, the people sitting in this conference room are all acquaintances, and most of Jia Yapeng knows them, after all, Jia Yapeng grew up watching their movies, TV series, and various TV shows, and Jia Yapeng is familiar with them.

Of course, none of these people know Jia Yapeng, after all, Jia Yapeng is really a fresh face.

At the beginning, Jia Yapeng was quite polite to greet these literary and art workers who grew up by himself, and introduced himself, but when they learned that Jia Yapeng's identity was just a rich boss, they only had a rather formulaic smile towards Jia Yapeng, and they didn't even bother to say a few words of greeting.

This year has not yet reached the era of money worship in later generations, and this era still respects literary youth more, values people's talent and literary temperament, and young women's favorite is still literary youth.

Of course, when young women reach the age of middle age, they will find that there are still rich old men who are more cute.

Anyway, the attitude of literary and art workers in this era towards rich people is a little complicated, they are envious, but they also look down on them in their hearts, and they will not be like in 2020, most young men can't wait to call Wang Jianlin their father, and young women can't wait to call Wang Sicong their husbands.

After knowing that Jia Yapeng was rich, not only would they not stammer, but on the contrary, they would have a trace of contempt, and then they stayed away.

I have to say that the backbone of the literary and artistic workers of this era is still there, at least for money worship, the backbone is still there, and the impact on society is much more positive, at least much stronger than those stars in later generations.

But this made Jia Yapeng quite speechless and depressed, he couldn't help but regret why he came to this venue, reading the newspaper in the courtyard is more fragrant than this!

So Jia Yapeng decided to give up the attempt of the literary and artistic predecessors who knew anyone again, and sat in his place honestly, and the supplicant award ceremony ended quickly, so that he could go home and sleep.

However, as soon as Jia Yapeng sat down, a strong northeast accent sounded, "Comrade, please let me go, next to you is my seat!" ”

"It's fine!" Jia Yapeng stood up, and then saw the appearance of this middle-aged man who was a little short.

"Uncle Black Soil??" Jia Yapeng was stunned.