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Chapter 1207: Unforgettable New Year's Eve (2)


There's nothing to fear but fear itself.

The spirit of optimism is commendable, but it doesn't apply to life-and-death situations.

No amount of caution is excessive in the face of life safety, especially when it concerns more than just oneself.

The single-family villa has temporarily become a high-risk area, so what other places in Kaluzi City can serve as temporary alternatives?

It's important to know that Boss Jiang has a large family and business, so relocating would definitely involve more than just him and "the Lady." During special times, the Filipino maid can be left behind, but the guards providing basic security cannot be omitted.

So where can accommodate dozens of people?

Of course, there's a place.

And that is.

—— A hotel!

To put it another way.

A restaurant!

Peace Hotel.

On this unforgettable New Year's Eve, Boss Jiang, with his family in tow, revisited an old place and booked an entire floor at the Peace Hotel.

Fortunately, it was New Year's Eve today.

Everyone was home for a reunion, otherwise, there might not have been enough rooms available. But it didn't matter much; given Boss Jiang's relationship with the owner, even if there were no vacancies, clearing out rooms wouldn't be difficult.

However, during tonight's grand check-in, the fair-featured and well-built female owner was nowhere to be seen.

After all.

It's New Year's Eve tonight.

No matter how big the business, on this special day, one must reunite with family.

"I'll sleep on the sofa."

In the best room at the Peace Hotel, Boss Jiang gallantly and proactively said.

The conditions in Kaluzi, after all, are what they are. When someone invests in the industry here, gains and losses must be considered, much like how there's no need for a five-star hotel in a remote valley.

So even the best rooms in both the Peace Hotel and Kaluzi can't provide a second bed.

And, more coincidentally or not.

The rooms on the entire floor exactly match the number of people Boss Jiang brought, and there's not a single spare room, even with eight soldiers patrolling the hallway.

Naturally.

There's another floor of rooms below, but it's fully occupied. Familiar as they might be, in such times, you can't really use your privilege to evict people, can you?

Anyone spending New Year's Eve in a hotel is already miserable enough.

Everyone has their unspeakable difficulties.

Boss Jiang isn't a Bodhisattva, but he has basic empathy. Ultimately, it's just that this Peace Hotel in Kaluzi isn't big enough, with insufficient room numbers on two floors.

However, in the current situation, dwelling on these issues doesn't have much meaning.

It's just a bed, and there are other places to sleep.

Besides.

Even a single bed doesn't seem unfamiliar.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The sound of fireworks outside was incessant.

Most people continued with their normal life routines, reuniting with family and celebrating the New Year.

Sigh.

The joys and sorrows of humanity do not resonate with each other.

Unable to return home, Boss Jiang stood by the window, his eyes flickering with the fireworks blossoming in the night sky.

He didn't find it noisy at all.

On the contrary.

His heart felt comforted and much calmer.

Those who mend the world are also wrapped warmly by it.

Xu Kuan disappeared after checking in, presumably off to play a geographical game and initiating a mine-sweeping operation.

However, with a hundred kilometers of minefield, the task was large and laborious.

"The deep affection for hometown, the familiar hometown dialect, and the unbreakable bond with one's homeland are even stronger for overseas Chinese during festivals.

No matter where a wanderer's heart drifts, it can never leave a mother's gaze. No matter how far the children's path goes, home is always the direction.

Next, we're going to present a song, 'The Moon and the Horizon,' for you, where there are relatives you miss and who miss you.

On New Year's Eve, we want to bring this sweetest, most beautiful familial affection to Chinese people worldwide. Happy New Year to everyone."

The television was turned on.

Jiang Chen turned back, and the Spring Festival Gala was in full swing.

It's likely that in many households around the world, not just in Myanmar, people were watching the same program.

Chinese people.

Remain an important part of the world.

Boss Jiang indeed hadn't watched the Spring Festival Gala for a long time, long enough that the beaming hosts on TV felt unfamiliar.

"When did they change the hosts? How come I didn't know?"

A typical big-hearted player indeed.

Even if attacked by rocket launchers, it's okay. Stay calm and watch the Spring Festival Gala first.

Pei Yunxi's reaction was not far behind, understanding and without complaint, even when forced to take refuge at a hotel on New Year's Eve. She turned on the TV and responded, "Do you have a stake in the Broadcasting Company?"

"I don't, actually."

Jiang Chen shook his head, curiously asked while watching the TV, "Speaking of which, when the Spring Festival Gala crew invited you, what show did they want you to perform on? Singing? Dancing? Or a skit?"

One person sat on the sofa, another stood by the window.

Outside, fireworks rose into the sky one after another.

The TV played the Spring Festival Gala song and dance.

The scene unexpectedly appeared uniquely beautiful.

Pei Yunxi didn't join his banter, calmly and rationally asked, "Are you still going to build the factory?"

"Yes, why not?"

Jiang Chen responded without hesitation.

"How will you build it?"

Pei Yunxi asked bluntly, or rather, staying to the point.

"After the New Year, we'll continue construction," Boss Jiang said easily.

Pei Yunxi spoke candidly, or you could say stick to the matter at hand, "What if it gets bombed again?"

Jiang Chen, unfazed, reassured her, "Do you think the Allied Army is doing nothing? This was just an isolated incident. The mastermind will soon be caught."

"What if they can't catch them?"

Pei Yunxi continued to pour cold water.

Jiang Chen was not impatient and casually said, "Then we'll start constructions on multiple lines, select several locations, and after all, building more factories isn't a bad thing."

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