Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

It is also the birthday gift that everyone here cares about the most.

This so-called birthday gift, on the surface, seems to be sending blessings to Mr. Xiang, but it has a lot of articles inside.

After all, if anyone can win the favor of this cloud city master with a gift, then in the next year, there will be no shortage of opportunities to cooperate with the Xiang family.

And this gift not only has to be given well, but also has to be given skillfully and uniquely.

Otherwise, the special feeling will be lost.

Therefore, all the guests who are thoughtful in this regard have prepared more than three gifts, and the situation can change according to the situation.

Looking at the guests who had to change their appearances in a hurry because the person who came on stage first gave the same gift as himself, Xiang Xing tilted his head and frowned slightly.

Don't you find it troublesome?

Well……

But from another point of view, if a company can turn a salted fish over with just a gift, it seems that all the trouble is worth it.

The hidden rules of this capital communication circle are really indescribable.

After thinking about it, the little guy blinked softly, and he couldn't help but take the big hand of the man beside him.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he gently tugged at his articulated fingers.

"……What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yecheng spoke indifferently, and leaned down in cooperation, tilting his head slightly towards her.

Xiang Xing smiled with satisfaction, then he vigorously stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his ear.

Covering his mouth with his little hand, he asked in a low voice, "Brother Acheng, how many gifts did you prepare for my grandfather? You tell me, I won't tell anyone else~"

"Me?"

Hearing this, the man's delicate eyes lifted slightly.

But he laughed lowly and shook his head slowly, "I didn't prepare a present."

"……what?"

The girl was stunned.

I saw the man winked at her, and then turned his eyes to the old man who had been standing beside the old man Xiang.

He said with a smile, "Our family's gifts have always been selected and delivered by Grandpa himself. He won't let us interfere, and he won't let us give half an extra."

"It's hypocrisy to say."

"That's it."

Xiang Xing nodded in understanding.

However, seeing Jiang Yecheng paused, he suddenly raised his red lips meaningfully and smiled.

"Although I didn't give grandpa a gift, I did give the rest of your family another 'big gift'."

"what?"

The little guy didn't understand again.

But at this moment, it was the second generation ancestor's cousin Xiang Qian's turn in the gift-giving team over there.

I saw him in full view of the public, but he was in high spirits and strode up to the stage.

After taking the microphone handed by the host, he immediately smiled: "The gift I gave to grandpa this year was the one that took me half a year and traveled all over the world to get it."

"Everyone, please see!"

Xiang Qian waved his hand, and everyone couldn't help but follow his direction to look over.

I saw that on a large display stand next to the stage, under the illumination of two spotlights, a pure white, antique car with a strong sense of age, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a Ford Fairlane that's over sixty years old,"

Xiang Qian smiled smugly, and continued to give popular science to everyone.

"Everyone knows that my grandfather's favorite is the antique car, and our family once had a Fairlane of the same model... Unfortunately, a year ago, due to the care factory's mistake, the car was accidentally stolen. , and do not know where to go.”