With Yuan Yigang's order, he gave the order.

The entire Shanhe Guild Hall was decorated with lights and began to prepare for the show to welcome Mr. Long.

Wait until afternoon.

Ye Yuanqiu and Yuan Yigang led a group of senior officials of the Hong Kong Conference to the airport in a mighty manner.

The long convoy, like a long dragon, lies across the road, and can't see it at first sight.

Such a situation is not small.

As a result, vehicles along the way slowed down and gave way, and many people were even more surprised.

International Airport.

The throughput carried every day is terrifying.

Aircraft took off and landed, and together they built a sky corridor.

The airport's waiting hall is even more crowded.

The crowds are filled with noise and the noise is endless.

In the parking lot outside the airport, luxury cars are everywhere, and vehicles are constantly coming in and out, and there are endless streams.

Suddenly.

On the road entering the airport, all the vehicles disappeared.

On the empty road, after a few seconds of silence.

Black Mercedes-Benzers entered one after another, magnificently, giving people a sense of extreme oppression.

As the convoy entered.

The crowd at the entrance of the airport lobby was immediately noticed.

While screams rang out, airport staff quickly drove the vehicles staying on the road in front of the airport lobby.

The arrogant driving immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the passengers at the entrance of the hall.

A series of noise and clamor sounded.

soon.

When the first black Mercedes-Benz was parked at the entrance of the airport lobby.

Several men in suits and ties got off the car first.

One of them shouted loudly.

"Honghui welcomes guests!"

boom!

The simple words are like magic, like thunder dying in the crowd.

The crowd of people who were yelling at once suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was shocked, and some even became panicked.

The Honghui meeting has 3,600 scattered stars and is famous all over the world.

In this city where the Honghui headquarters is located, the name of the Honghui has spread throughout the streets and alleys, making it famous.

In silence.

Following several Hong Hui men in suits and ties, they walked into the airport lobby.

The originally dense crowd quickly listed a channel in silence.

immediately.

The black Mercedes-Benz cars parked on the road all opened their doors.

Men in suits and ties hurried out and walked towards the airport hall.

The huge crowd rushed to the hall, but it was like a black cloud, bringing a sense of solemn and oppressive feeling.

The airport lobby is still noisy, but at the entrance of the lobby, it is already quiet and you can listen to the needle.

The members of the Hong Kong Association stood on both sides of the hall to form a pedestrian passage.

Wait until everyone is settled.

Yuan Yigang got off the car first and opened the car door for Ye Yuanqiu himself.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The two walked into the airport lobby calmly.

A group of members of the Hong Kong Association also followed behind them, like a long dragon, entering the crowded hall.

Such a sense of oppression is not bad.

In the noisy airport lobby, the crowd quickly noticed something strange and looked at each other.

After the initial shock, the crowd soon became quiet, with only the exclamations and whispers deliberately lowering the volume.

"God, who is such a big pomp?"

"Shh! Swear! That seems to be Yuan Yigang, the leader of Honghui, and a big shot that covers the sky with one hand!"

"My God, what's going on today? Hong Huilong went to the airport to pick up customers? Who is it that so noble?"

...

Whispers and discussions gathered together, and they were still a little noisy.

But Yuan Yigang and Ye Yuanqiu ignored it and left it alone. Under the escort of Honghui members, they passed through the airport and went straight to the airport runway.

A quick glance, the time is very short.

But after Hong Hui and his members left the airport hall, there were still a tide of sound in the hall, and their faces were filled with surprises, confusing and terrifying...

Airport Runway.

Strong and stern.

Airplanes took off and landed one after another like a rush.

Yuan Yigang and Ye Yuanqiu stopped in front of one of the vacant runways, behind them were members of the Honghui Association.

Without exception, everyone was dressed in suits and ties, standing in rows, silently.

Just this gives people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

"Are you sure it's this track?"

Ye Yuanqiu was leaning on a crutch, and the strong wind blew the sound of a Tang suit.

"The ancestors, the information is correct."

Yuan Yigang pushed the glasses on his nose and responded calmly.

"Hello, the young people, today we are welcomed by their ancestors, and they all make me energetic!"

Ye Yuanqiu looked solemn: "Old man Long hasn't come back for so many years, so he has to give him enough this time!"

"Abide by the order!"

Yuan Yigang turned around and sternly said to the members of the Honghui Association behind him: "Everyone is a middle- and senior executive of the Honghui Association, 360 people, and they are all present today. What you represent is our Honghui Association! Let me tell you now that the distinguished guests we welcome today are my ancestors of the Honghui Ming generation. They will all be energetic. If there is any negligence, Honghui Association will deal with it regularly!"

boom!

A word of thunder.

The 360 ​​people standing in a row all looked shocked.

When Yuan Yigang and Ye Yuanqiu gathered people to the airport, they did not tell these specific details of the middle and senior management, let alone who to welcome!

Now that we know the situation, even the middle and senior officials of the Hong Kong Association can hardly hide their shock.

"Ming, the ancestors of the Ming generation? Isn't the only ancestors of the Yuan generation in our Honghui?"

"Why will there be an ancestor of the Ming generation after Mr. Ye? My God, the ancestor is back!"

"When the ancestors come back, I, Honghui, have another ancestor. Thanks to the love of Longtou and Ye, I am here to welcome the ancestors of the Ming generation. It is my glory!"

...

As the exclamation and noise were heard, a total of 360 people unconsciously straightened their chests and tried hard to show their best side.

Even if Mr. Long has not landed at this moment, it still does not affect the changes in the middle and senior management of the Honghui Association.

The Honghui has been a long time, respecting teachers and respecting the truth, abideing by benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, and is particularly valued in terms of seniority.

The ancestors of the Ming generation, for the middle and senior officials of the Hong Kong congregation, were like treasures!

In terms of generations simply, except for Ye Yuanqiu, all the others present have respected people of the Ming generation as their ancestors!

Time passes slowly.

Next to the airport runway, there are 360 ​​Honghui members, tall and straight, like sculptures.
To be continued...