Since they are reborn, they must be supported by the school beauties.

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Thirty beauties suddenly shouted in unison, filling the entire venue with echoes that deafened the surrounding spectators!
When all the spectators were dumbfounded, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Jiang were also stunned.

This formation...

I've never seen it before!
It's so fucking explosive!
Moreover, what does Dragon Lord mean?
Although I don’t quite understand it, it feels really... so fucking noble!
Chen Cheng was standing on the DJ booth, watching the entire audience stunned. He chuckled inwardly, "Hey, a bunch of middle-aged men and a bunch of young losers. In another twenty years, you'll all be the new force watching stupid skits on your phones every day. I moved this plot forward twenty years, and how can I not scare you?"

Chen Cheng had also seen the short dramas about the God of War, Dragon King and Dragon Lord in later generations. Although he felt so embarrassed that he kept picking his feet every time he saw them, their lethality to middle-aged people was unparalleled.

Even Chen Cheng's father would stay up late to pay for watching the show. His brainwashing ability is amazing.

The reason why Chen Cheng moved this melodrama to the disco was that he thought that men of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Jiang's age would definitely fall in love with this kind of plot.

Doesn’t Mr. Zhang want Mr. Jiang to feel honored?

We found dozens of atmosphere groups to hold up signs and organize a large-scale parade. It created momentum, but it was still a bit bland.

Just put on a stupid show for them.

Later short dramas that pursued low costs might not be willing to use thirty beauties at once. The dragon lord in that drama had six or seven subordinates, which was considered a high-end configuration.

So, this display of mine is indeed quite intimidating.

President Jiang was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He whispered to President Zhang, "President Zhang, what does this Dragon Lord mean? Are they calling me?"

Mr. Zhang was also horrified and said, "I really don't know what the Dragon Lord means, but since he said you're the protagonist, he must be calling you!"

At this moment, two waiters immediately stepped forward from behind the booth, gently supported Mr. Jiang's arms, and whispered, "Master Dragon, please stand up."

Mr. Jiang knew that this was someone else's arrangement, so he slowly stood up, feeling excited and nervous.

At this time, a waiter put a majestic fur-collared cloak on him and tied it for him personally. Another waiter handed him a black sword. This look, covering his face, is somewhat similar to Jon Snow in "Game of Thrones".

President Jiang was also a little panicked at this time. All the costumes and props were arranged for him?

So what should I do next?

Just when he was confused, Chen Cheng had already walked down from the DJ booth, walked around behind him and handed him a note.

Mr. Jiang took the note. There happened to be a spotlight shining in that direction above his head. He looked down and saw a sentence.

He asked Chen Cheng nervously in a low voice: "Xiao Chen, this... is this for me to say?"

Chen Cheng nodded and whispered, "This is your line. Just read it as it is. Try to speak louder."

President Jiang felt curious and nervous. He looked at the words and said unnaturally, "You...you guys aren't fighting on the front lines, so why did you find your way here? Who told you to come?!"

After that, he asked Chen Cheng in a low voice: "Xiao Chen, am I right?"

Chen Cheng nodded, made an OK gesture to him, and reminded him: "Be more aggressive later!"

Zhao Siyan, who was at the front, shouted, "Reporting to the Dragon Lord! Under your leadership, the soldiers of the Northern Frontier have completely annihilated the enemies that invaded China! The Chinese people are eagerly awaiting your triumphant return. Why do you choose to remain in hiding here? I, your subordinate, have the audacity to come and greet you with a triumphant return!"

The beauties and all the staff present were shouting, "Welcome! Dragon! Lord! Triumphant! Return!"

This voice is more powerful!
After all, with more than 20 staff members scattered everywhere shouting at the same time, the high-pitched voices of more than 50 people have a much stronger penetrating power!
President Jiang was so excited by being called that, looking at the eager eyes of these beauties when they looked at him, and the dumbfounded and stunned looks of the people around him, his heart was immediately immersed in it, and it was so cool.

Unable to suppress his excitement, he whispered to Chen Cheng, "Xiao Chen, what is a Dragon Lord?"

Chen Cheng clasped his fists and said seriously, "Reporting to the Dragon Lord, the Dragon Lord is probably the leader and master of all dragons! You are the only Dragon Lord!"

President Jiang's eyes were dazed as he listened, and he couldn't suppress his smile at all. He couldn't help but mutter, "Dragon Lord... Dragon Lord... Oh my... This is great, this is great. I am the Dragon Lord, I am the Dragon Lord! Haha, great, great!"

At this time, Chen Cheng handed over another note.

Jiang Zong glanced down, then immediately immersed himself in the thought, speaking with unwavering confidence, "To serve the country is the lifelong pursuit of all Longmen soldiers! As the Dragon Lord, this is even more true for me! Now that the war in the northern border is over and the national crisis is over, I simply want to hide my identity among the people, concealing my achievements and fame. There's no need to persuade me anymore! Go back!"

Zhao Siyan said with a look of sorrow, "Dragon Lord! If you don't return victorious, the eight hundred thousand soldiers of Longmen will be leaderless! This is a huge loss for our Dragon Nation! I beg you to reconsider!"

The beauties, along with all the staff, shouted in unison, "Please! Lord! Dragon! Three! Thoughts!"

Mr. Jiang was already feeling a little dizzy.

Chen Cheng handed him another note.

President Jiang cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, that's enough! Now that the world is at peace, you should return to the frontier to defend your country. When the country is in trouble, I will go to the front lines and serve my country with all my heart and soul!"

At this time, Chen Cheng winked at Su Ziqiang who was not far away.

Su Ziqiang, dressed in a suit and a black robe, walked up quickly, cupped his fists, and shouted, "Report to the Dragon Lord! The four major families in the capital have learned that the Dragon Lord has won a great victory on the front lines, annihilating countless enemies, and have sent special envoys to deliver congratulatory gifts!"

There was another note in Mr. Jiang's hand.

"Hmph! The Four Great Families? Back then, they looked down on Longmen, believing that our soldiers were incapable of pacifying the Northern Frontier War. Now that they've learned of Longmen's resounding victory, they've immediately sent congratulations. Don't they know that Longmen is now beyond their reach?"

Su Ziqiang said hurriedly, "Dragon Lord, you are wise! Now that the four major families are impressed by the strength of our Dragon Clan, they immediately sent gifts of congratulations. I think they also have the intention of submission. Their four family heads have already flown to Jiangcheng on a special plane to personally kowtow to the Dragon Lord and swear allegiance to him!"

President Jiang looked down and saw that Chen Cheng's note was stuffed in his way again.

"It seems they are wise men who know how to deal with the current situation. They are not afraid to hit those who smile at them. Since they are so sensible, let the messenger present the gift!"

Su Ziqiang said respectfully: "I obey your command!"

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Several prepared waiters came forward with various wine and fruit plates.

Su Ziqiang shouted, "The four great families gave the Dragon Lord four bottles of Hundred Years Remy Martin!"

"The four great families presented the Dragon Lord with four bottles of century-old Martell!"

"The four great families presented the Dragon Lord with four bottles of top-quality 82 red wine and four bottles of top-quality French champagne..."

"The four major families presented the Dragon Lord with a box of top-notch Brazilian maiden hand-rolled cigars and twenty boxes of specially supplied cigarettes..."

As Su Ziqiang continued to shout, the waiters brought up all the drinks and snacks in the set meal.

Four bottles of Remy Martin and four bottles of Martell were brought in on lighted trays, and the table was filled with red wine, champagne, and soft drinks.

In addition, a box of cigars and two packs of soft Zhonghua cigarettes were also unpacked and served.

Add to that four large fruit plates and a plethora of snacks, and the table was overflowing with variety, creating a truly extravagant effect. Mr. Jiang and Mr. Zhang glanced at each other and both agreed that this was brilliant! The act of bringing out all the ingredients in the set meal was incredibly smooth and incredibly satisfying.

At this time, Chen Cheng slipped another note to Mr. Jiang, who said with a smile, "Since the four major families have such an attitude, it seems they are truly repentant. Since they want to become my disciples, I will give them a chance!"

Su Ziqiang quickly shouted, "The Dragon Lord is wise! With the four major families submitting to the Dragon Gate, the Dragon Gate will surely grow stronger!"

Zhao Siyan immediately led dozens of black-robed beauties to shout in unison: "Dragon Lord is wise!"

Chen Cheng handed the note to Mr. Jiang again.

President Jiang, who was already immersed in it, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Today is a great day for my Longmen. Everyone, keep playing music and dancing!"

The DJ immediately switched up the music, and a powerful melody blared. He spoke into the microphone, "Thank you very much, respected Mr. Jiang, for being the first customer of the 88,800 Yuan Dragon King Set meal at Wild tonight! To show our respect for Mr. Jiang, please join me in shouting 'Hello, Mr. Jiang!' If everyone shouts loud enough, we'll have Mr. Jiang throw a cigar. The lucky audience member who grabs it will receive a 1,000 Yuan store prepaid card!"

The crowd, who were already very absorbed in watching the show, were immediately excited when they heard that there was a chance to participate in the prizes.

The DJ yelled at this moment: "Come on, everyone, listen to my command, one, two, three!"

All the staff and etiquette ladies started shouting "Hello, Mr. Jiang", and many guests who were watching the fun also shouted along, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became lively.

President Jiang was extremely satisfied, thinking: "I've never experienced this kind of gameplay before. It's really interesting, so interesting!"

The DJ continued to motivate the players: "It's not loud enough! Let's do it again! One, two, three!"

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

This sound was deafening!

Chen Cheng took out a cigar, handed it to the extremely excited Mr. Jiang, and said, "Mr. Jiang, please!"

President Jiang nodded and picked up the cigar. The audience watching the excitement immediately became excited and raised their hands high.

When you get married and throw out candies and cigarettes, a bunch of men, young and old, will rush over to grab them, not to mention that it's a 1,000 yuan prepaid card.

If I really get one, at least I can bring my friends here to show off and get an 888 package.

Therefore, the atmosphere around was very heated, and everyone shouted, "Boss Jiang, throw it here!"

President Jiang was delighted. He looked around and chose the place with the most people and threw it there.

A tall male customer grabbed the cigar and shouted excitedly: "I caught it!"

The DJ immediately said, "Please invite that customer to come forward and let Mr. Jiang personally present the gift!"

Chen Cheng took out a card and handed it to Mr. Jiang, saying, "Mr. Jiang, please come."

The male customer also squeezed over with his cigar held high.

Mr. Jiang smiled and handed the stored-value card to the other party. The other party also took it with both hands and said respectfully, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

After saying that, he raised the stored-value card high in his hand and waved it towards the crowd, which triggered another round of cheers and applause.

DJ then asked, "Do you want Mr. Jiang to throw another cigar?"

"miss you!"

The emotions of the surrounding audience were completely aroused, and when they heard that there was still a chance to grab cigars and prepaid cards, their emotions became even more excited.

So, the DJ instigated at the perfect moment, "Then please all shout hello to the Dragon Master again! If the noise is loud enough and the atmosphere is lively enough, we'll ask the Dragon Master to throw another cigar to everyone! And a friendly reminder, whoever shouts the loudest and attracts the Dragon Master's attention the most will likely receive the Dragon Master's cigar!"

"Come, listen to my command, one, two, three!"

"Hello, Dragon Lord!!"

The enthusiasm of the crowd grew.

Chen Cheng handed another cigar to Mr. Jiang: "Mr. Jiang, please come here."

President Jiang was very satisfied. He took it happily, looked around, and threw it in one direction.

Someone else grabbed a cigar and took away a 1,000 yuan stored-value card.

Just when everyone thought it was almost over, the DJ started stirring up the atmosphere again: "Do you want the Dragon Lord to throw another cigar?"

By this time, the atmosphere on the scene had reached its peak.

Three cigars and three stored-value cards made the audience go from watching the show silently at the beginning to voluntarily participating in it in depth. Hundreds of people participated in it at the same time, which made President Jiang even more excited.

Chen Cheng finally felt relieved at this time.

My Dragon King set meal was a complete success.

To be honest, he felt really awkward. After all, he felt embarrassed watching those stupid skits, not to mention that he had a guest appearance as a director today.

But he also knows the logic of stupid skits. Even though the background and underlying logic of the story are completely nonsense, as long as people can be brought into the scene, they will be immersed in it and no longer care about the rationality.

What I am doing is not a skit, it is a reality show. This kind of on-site participation will make people feel more involved.

At this time, the high music specially for the guests to dance sounded, and thirty black-robed etiquette ladies immediately stepped aside and stood in front of and on both sides of the C-position seat.

Mr. Jiang, still wearing his cape, looked unsatisfied. He smiled from ear to ear and said to Mr. Zhang beside him, "Oh, Mr. Zhang is so thoughtful! So thoughtful!"

Mr. Zhang was also very excited, and thought to himself that if I hadn't treated you today, I would have wanted to try it myself.

He said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, you are too polite. As long as you like it, it's good!"

President Jiang turned to look at Chen Cheng, who was standing behind the sofa, and asked curiously, "Manager Chen, was this entire ceremony planned by you?"

"That's right." Chen Cheng smiled and said, "I came up with the idea and designed it. I wonder if Mr. Jiang is satisfied with it?"

"Satisfied!" Mr. Jiang nodded and praised generously, "Very satisfied! No wonder Mr. Zhang is full of praise for your place. It really opened my eyes! I didn't expect there was such fun in a disco!"

Mr. Zhang also smiled and asked him, "Xiao Chen, did you write all these lines as well?"

"Yes." Chen Cheng smiled and said, "My level is limited. I hope Mr. Zhang won't laugh at me."

Mr. Zhang stepped over the back of the sofa, shook his hand, and said seriously, "What's this joke? I think it's awesome! Isn't this fucking better than those ridiculous New Year's films and art films we invested in in Yanjing?"

(End of this chapter)