Happy Birthday, my moonlight!

The hotel lobby was decorated magnificently. The manager had probably given the most luxurious banquet hall to Xiao Hongwei. Of course, this kind of luxury also had a sense of age. Even the door handle of the toilet was dyed with a layer of gold, giving off a strong sense of upstart.

"The countryside is not mainstream and has started to take the stage."

The emcee in a suit sighed. He knew that in the next five years, all kinds of pretentious people would appear in the public eye like passing clouds and smoke, deeply affecting the young people of this generation.

"It's your turn soon."

The hotel staff came over and reminded him.

The young emcee gave an " OK " gesture. In fact, he had been listening to the movements in front.

The hall was very lively. Dozens of tables were filled, and the aisle was filled with children playing with balloons in their hands.