Chapter 2209: Chapter 2031: Can You Be Normal? Below. Pairs of eyes were glued the entire time; although the process wasn’t novel, the host was! Standing up there was the richest man in Huaxia. Just standing there. Carrying his own aura. Dazzling. Brilliant. After this. Some people might never see him again in their lifetime. To see him. Would only be possible on TV media. Besides. In terms of atmosphere, Tang Qing performed at a remarkably high level, so everyone didn’t find the wedding as boring as others. Perhaps. It’s a psychological effect! In any case. This wedding would leave a strong impression in their memories. Many were pondering in their hearts: how to persuade Tang Qing to host for them. Like: Qi Yan. ... Stepping off the stage. "Bro, you’re amazing!" Tang Nian’er looked at Tang Qing with admiration, feeling that nothing was difficult for Tang Qing, and not only could he do things, but he could do them well. "Very professional," Tang Kai said with a smile. Then. Their father asked curiously: "Tangtang, how long did it take you to prepare these words?" Upon hearing this. Tang Qing thought for a moment. "About ten minutes." Immediately. The table fell silent, everyone was in awe as though they’d seen a deity—speechless. You truly are efficient. Ten minutes isn’t even enough to finish a cup of tea. It always feels like. Aside from appearance, Tang Qing isn’t quite of their species. Alright. You’ll get used to it. In fact. Tang Qing’s ten minutes was more than enough; he had Little Two organize the most comprehensive wedding host content, five minutes to read, five to organize language. Hard? ... Coming back to the present. "Bro." Qin Shiqi suddenly said. "Hmm?" "Can you act a little more normal?" "I can’t." "..." "Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter. Normal? If he were normal, there wouldn’t be the Tang Qing we know today. Extraordinary people do extraordinary things to achieve extraordinary accomplishments. If he were normal, he wouldn’t be Tang Qing. From now on. Let’s eat and drink as we should. "The flavor is really good." "Indeed!" "Probably a master chef." "No." Someone refuted immediately. "The materials are excellent, whether it’s the spices or the vegetables, they’re all cultivated with modulation solution. It’s a lot more than just one plus one." "Absolutely incredible." "Delicious!" "..." The guests praised the ingredients cultivated with modulation solution, which were among the first batch to go public. Even if they’re a bit expensive, spices aren’t a staple, and a small amount is affordable. Thus. Many had tasted it before and were instantly captivated; tasting it again made them unable to stop. Fortunately, there was enough supply, and it wasn’t gone in a flash. Some tycoons looked towards the Tang Family. Envious. Years ago, these kinds of vegetables were already on the market, causing a sensation. They only thought the cultivation method was unique, but couldn’t find out how. But who would’ve thought. It was developed using transcription fluid as a base. At that time. Transcription fluid hadn’t been launched yet. Who could have anticipated. Once launched. It was earth-shattering, with potent medicinal effects, saving millions of lives, shaking the world, and creating a Fortune Global 500 company. And also. A new nation’s birth. In three years. Just three years. Its GDP more than multiplied tenfold, rocketing from the middle-lower rankings globally to top twenty-something. Even this year, it might break a trillion dollars and enter the top twenty. This is utterly incredible. During the period. Many people went there. To walk around. To have a look. Stunned, and stunned again, especially the Myanmar Economic Zone, which was developed earliest, with every family having a small villa, as long as they’re not too lazy, they won’t worry about food and drink. Xin’an City. A world-class tourist city. Delin Province. A world-class resort. Yangon. The construction of the new city is in full swing; one can imagine, another large modern city will rise, and this isn’t just any city. A brand new plan. Brand new architecture. Brand new infrastructure. Overall. Unless a new city is rebuilt, for an existing one to develop to be that comprehensive, visually pleasing, and modern without dead angles, it will take a long time. In most cities. Even in the central areas, there might be places that feel out of place. But the new city. Not a single bit of that, though it lacks some historical ambiance, it doesn’t feel inappropriate. At least, residents are happy, and that’s enough. ... After the luncheon. The guests departed, and the Tang Family returned to the manor, accompanied by some friends like Dou Jiao, Qi Yan, Zhang Jing, Zhang Dongqing, and others. As for Uncle. He was drinking tea at the manor with Liu Qian and some friends and leaders. In addition. Feng Sen also came. This second-generation who once had conflicts with Tang Qing later was found to be Dou Jiao’s cousin, and then they became friends. He graduated this year. Planning to pursue a master’s degree. ... Soon. Lakeside. A row of kids fishing appeared. "There are quite a few fish in the lake, and we can’t finish them all. Do your best and try to catch as many as you can. Whether you eat them or give them away is up to you." These words. Brought everyone a laugh. They picked up their rods. Getting ready for a bountiful catch. Nobody lacked fish to eat really; they were just after the fun. Besides, they’d gifted some before, and the taste was much better than those on the market. "I caught one!" "It’s huge!" "Don’t use brute force, let it tire out." "Right." "Just like that." "Pull and release, drag it to the shore. If you feel unsure, use a stick and knock it unconscious." Dou Jiao, with ample experience, served as the narrator. "Clang!" A fish. Stunned. "..." The Tang Family was used to fishing with straight hooks, even if the fish bit, they would be released later. Gradually, the fishes’ alarm decreased significantly, assuming they’d be released again. However. This would be their last bite. "Splash!" On the shore. Not paying attention, Feng Sen was pulled into the water by a fish, and had to let go. When he stood up, the fishing rod already drifted to the lake center, making Feng Sen chuckle wryly. Turning around. He glanced at Tang Qing onshore. "Your fish are too big, aren’t they?" "Sorry." Tang Qing said helplessly. "We rarely eat them, and with good feeding, I’d estimate quite a few fifty or sixty-pound big fish." Fifty or sixty pounds considered the limit, anything larger would be dealt with. Otherwise. The small fish would all be eaten. "No wonder." Feng Sen smiled wryly again. So big. Plus, he didn’t stand firmly just now, leaning forward, being pulled like that suddenly—falling into the water was no surprise. Well, it’s a small matter, on a hot day, falling in was quite refreshing. "Hey." "Sis." "Could you not take pictures..." Not far. Dou Jiao was happily taking lots of pictures with her mobile phone. Getting ashore. Feng Sen followed a bodyguard to change clothes; the manor had guest rooms and a special wardrobe with all sorts of sizes and styles, quickly getting dressed. Luckily. The Epoch mobile phone’s waterproof capability was good, no issues, just needed to be dried. Returning to the shore. Continue. Determined to catch more today, to even things out. But after an hour, no big fish were encountered again. Well, this is an artificial lake. Fed daily. Not hungry. Generally, the fish wouldn’t blindly bite. Beforehand. It was just a stroke of bad luck.