The year of Military Reclamation City is always as lively as ever. At least the fireworks that bloomed all night have made the people of neighboring countries very jealous. They have this thing in their country, but the price is very high. Those who dare to release it like this are basically at the level of a rich man.

This year, Ma Rong also drew some funds to hold a large-scale fireworks party for the Military Reclamation City. Of course, this party does not have a talent show, but purely sets off fireworks.

Although it is usually very beautiful for everyone to put it on by themselves, collective setting and casual setting are two different concepts.

The setting location was selected in the Military Reclamation Square. Just placing fireworks, I worked hard for a whole day. There are many requirements for centralized setting up fireworks, and each group has order and time requirements.

The fireworks set out in this way will have a sense of layering and shape. Otherwise, looking at the fireworks set out in front of Tiananmen Gate, it is not that the fireworks are better than those outside, but that the ignition time is strictly regulated.

The police officers were responsible for the setting-up, and a total of 50 people were selected, each responsible for their own part.

When it was finally half past ten and the sky was completely dark, Ma Rong ordered the dazzling fireworks to fly into the sky. 1, and the fireworks began to magnify. With a squirt, the fireworks slowly rose like living dragons, and then bloomed in the sky.

The flames are like blooming flowers blooming over the city, and like the stars in the sky lit up the night sky; like bright eyes flashing; like the smiling faces of a cute child.

It suddenly looked like leaves of a fortune tree, very beautiful, and sometimes colorful fireflies fell from the sky. It was like petals scattered by a fairy in the sky.

When an inconspicuous small fire cracked in the air, it then turned into a large green umbrella flying in the night sky.

When the umbrella had not completely disappeared, another brilliant golden chrysanthemum sprouted into the sky. It was like a lonely fairy, surrounded by gorgeous and dazzling gold, dancing under the gaze of thousands of people. The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky, and the golden light spreading everywhere made the night sky so dazzling.

Look, a big red fireball rose from the gray sky. With a bang, the fireball bloomed, and the fireball dispersed into small red dots and disappeared into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a golden rocket rose, and with a bang, a golden chrysanthemum bloomed in the air. Before long, the chrysanthemum bloomed in the air, it turned into small meteors and fell down, drawing a golden line in the air. Only a few remaining stars refused to leave, and finally slowly disappeared.

Everyone was staring at all this, and their hearts were shocked. Usually, they knew that fireworks looked good, so they just lit them with fire. Who would have thought that collective lighting would have such an effect!

Ye Wancheng and a group of old comrades were invited to the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, which was next to the Military Reclamation Square. Because the location is relatively high, you can see it clearly than below.

"Be good, this is not fireworks, it's just a blooming flower!" Comrade Lao Zhao, who has always been serious, couldn't help but make a sound.

However, Liu Qinghua showed a few complaints on his face: "Do you know how much it costs? These prodigal sons!"

Ma Quanyi didn't care: "Will hundreds of thousands soon? We can release the army and reclaim the city every day, but it won't have much impact!"

Plum Blossom glanced at him: "You Grandet are willing to cut your flesh, right?" Everyone laughed together.

Ye Feng and other younger generations were crowded in front of the crowd. In fact, there were warning circles in the square at this time, and the safety range was drawn.

But no warning circle can stop these guys? At this time, Ye Feng and Yang Wei had already squeezed into the fireworks and were discussing with them to ask them to light a few.

Ye Mao and the others could not squeeze in like the elder brother and the others. There was no way, because they were not old enough, so they could only stomp their feet and complain regretfully.

This fireworks feast lasted for three hours. As the last firework was annihilated, the air emitted a strong smell of gunpowder.

Yang Yulin sniffed, closed his eyes and sighed: "What a familiar smell!"

Zhao Dengxuan echoed: "Yes, we smelled the smell of gunpowder before, and it seemed that it was already in the last century."

Wu Tianming, sitting in a wheelchair, smiled proudly: "The motherland is strong, where is there smoke? No one is so stupid that he comes from destruction!"

"We have to do such a party! We must do it every year!" Ye Wancheng made the final decision.

Liu Qinghua sighed helplessly: "A group of prodigal sons, after three hours, they will release dozens of cars. You are still instigating them."

Comrade Lao Zhao waved his fists: "Victory always requires celebration, otherwise why do we strive for the rest of our lives? Isn't it just to give the children a happy life?"

Ma Rong and Zhao Ling'er, who were standing aside, didn't say anything, and their eyes kept looking at the old comrades.

Although they are still trying to straighten their waists, their overdrawings and harsh natural conditions when they were young have made many people hunched.

If you take off your military uniform, the hunched waist and rough skin of these old comrades will be like a group of farmers who have worked all their lives. But it is this group of people who use shovels and hoes to dig out a military reclamation city and a Northern Frontier Corps.

Both of them had a little wet eye sockets, but at this moment, they could not find a suitable language to express. The two of them stood at attention at the same time and gave a standard military salute to the old comrades!

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the tranquility of the military reclamation city was temporarily restored. Only the faint smell of gunpowder told the prosperity just now.

However, this tranquility was only temporary. In less than half an hour, the entire military reclamation city began to be shrouded in brilliance again.

Although it is not as magnificent as before, it is numerous and blooms everywhere. Even the stars in the sky have instantly lost their light and become small highlights where fireworks are about to be destroyed.

The old comrades ate the New Year’s Eve dinner at the Peninsula Hotel. They were originally treated to the city. However, the hotel firmly disagreed, but instead they took the initiative to prepare a luxurious feast.

In fact, this was not Ye Yuze's idea, but the hotel manager decided by himself.

The hotel manager is also from Junken City, Panda's mother Xiong Aihua. She originally married into Wucheng to work in the hotel industry. Later, she divorced and returned to Junken City. She started as a waiter at the Peninsula Hotel and finally became the general manager.

Although the military reclamation city enterprise will take care of its own people, becoming the leadership depends entirely on ability. After all, it is not a family business, and it depends on itself wherever it can reach.

Xiong Aihua can endure hardships and is very proficient in business. You should know that Peninsula Hotel is a joint venture, and Ye Yuze does not have the management rights. It is naturally up to him to be the general manager.
Chapter completed!