Chen Song grinned and got up from the grass. He glared at Brother Bai: "Do you dare to attack me?"

Brother Bai ignored him and kept tilting his head to look at the fat mayor. He looked at the fat mayor for a while and then looked at his belly, his face full of confusion.

Fat Town Mayor fought two battles: "Vins, it seems that something is wrong with your baby bear. Did you notice this look when it looks at me? God, the look when it looks a little like when it looks at a turkey."

Chen Song said: "Is the turkey delicious? I don't think it's good. Its meat is too brittle and has no fragrance."

"Yes, I don't taste delicious either." The fat mayor wiped his forehead and said.

Chen Song comforted him and said, "I know, what's more to say?"

The fat mayor was anxious: "Did you tease me? Of course I know you know, but does this bear know?"

Chen Song said: "Don't worry, it knows better. Don't underestimate its sense of smell. Maybe you don't know that polar bears have a better sense of smell than dogs. They can smell your body odor and oily smell, so they won't touch your mouth."

The fat mayor said angrily: "You are so unique in your way of understanding others."

Chen Song went over and patted Brother Bai's head and told him to get out. Brother Bai was a little lost. He took three steps and turned around and kept watching the fat mayor.

To be precise, it looks at the belly of the fat mayor.

Brother Bai began to realize that his body shape might be the same as this fat mayor.

The fat mayor didn't know and kept trembling.

Chen Song asked him to come into the house and poured him a cup of coffee and asked, "Hey, Mr. Mayor, why do you have time to come to my humble residence?"

"The Humble House? Are you Chinese so humble?" The fat mayor looked around the huge living room and said astonished, "My whole family is not as big as your living room!"

Chen Song laughed silently: "I guess you were not here to Qiu Fu?"

The fat mayor was excited and said, "Oh, of course not. In fact, I came here for some things, well, that's it. I heard that you are going back to your hometown for the New Year? Are you going back to your China?"

Chen Song said: "Yes, what Bruce told you?"

Bruce was helping him book tickets, and he must know his itinerary, but he didn't think the old man would reveal this matter. He was full of confidence in the old man's professional ethics.

Sure enough, the fat mayor shook his head and said, "No, no, I heard it when Rhine said in the bar. Hey, Vince, didn't we agree? You are in the town for the New Year, and we set up a new festival in our town."

Chen Song was stunned: "When will we agree?"

The fat mayor said, "I forgot when the specific time is. Anyway, we have agreed. I have told many people in the town that there is a new festival this month, the Chinese Spring Festival. I even asked Wendy to contact the media for publicity, intending to attract Chinese people from China to the town for the festival together."

Chen Song understood that the mayor was preparing to kill two birds with one stone. On the one hand, he arranged an event to activate the atmosphere in the town, and on the other hand, he earned money from Chinese people to increase the town's GDP.

He originally wanted to say that he would set the Spring Festival in the town as a certain day after the Lunar New Year, even if it was the fourth and fifth day of the lunar calendar, he could return early.

But now it seems impossible. How could Chinese people come to the town to celebrate the Spring Festival in the fourth and fifth day of the lunar month?

For him personally, this matter has nothing to do with him. It is more important for him to go home to celebrate the Spring Festival, but for Chinese people, this is a big event, because if Liuying Town wants to hold a Spring Festival event, it will undoubtedly enhance the cohesion and social status of the Chinese.

Sighing, Chen Song sat down with a coffee cup in his arms and said, "You are making things difficult for me, Mr. Mayor."

The fat mayor said: "Actually, you can't make things difficult. Just decide to stay in the town to guide us in organizing the Spring Festival activities."

Chen Song said: "If this is the case, I can find you some good Chinese guys to help you, and they will be more professional than me."

The fat town mayor shook his head repeatedly: "That won't work. You are the only Chinese resident in Liuying Town. Others do not have the same sense of belonging as you, and the people in the town will not buy their accounts like you."

There was no choice but to agree.

The fat mayor left happily after drinking two cups of coffee. Chen Song shouted to Bruce weakly: "Lao Bu, have you booked the air ticket?"

The old man smiled and said, "Just wait for me to confirm, sir, I have already booked itinerary. If we don't change the itinerary, we have already booked it."

Chen Song waved, "Change itinerary, we won't go to China during the Spring Festival."

When he heard this, Goblin who was mopping the floor exploded: "Boss, you promised us to go to China together. That was a Christmas gift, and the Christmas gift was justly produced by Grandpa Claus."

Chen Song said: "You don't need to say that I remember my promise, who said I won't take you to China? We will go to China, but not before the Spring Festival, but to go several days in advance."

Gobl said unwillingly: "Oh, but I still hope to go to you China to celebrate the Spring Festival. I have watched your documentary. It is your biggest festival, very grand, even more grand than our Christmas."

Chen Song comforted him and said, "It doesn't matter. After entering the twelfth lunar month, we will have a festive atmosphere. Although we can't celebrate the New Year, we can celebrate the Laba Festival and drink particularly delicious Laba porridge."

"Really?" Gobl asked expectantly, licking his lips.

"Fake, Laba Festival is over." Luo Bupang mercilessly shattered Gobl's fantasy.

The boss of Goblin was almost tearful.

"But there is a Little New Year, which is more grand than the Laba Festival." Chen Song added.

"Really?" Goblin didn't have much hope this time.

Luo Bupang nodded and said, "This is true."

Gobl grinned again.

After issuing the notice, Chen Song sent a video to his father again.

Chen Daren was puzzled: "Your mother and I are about to have dinner, why are you calling?"

Chen Song swallowed his anger: "It is important to videotape your son with you or is it important to eat?"

"It must be the son's importance." Luo Qiulian's voice sounded behind her.

"Yes, your mother is right." Chen Daren followed his wife's footsteps.

Chen Song was not interested in quarreling with his father. He went straight to the point and said, "Dad, did you go on a trip during the New Year last year?"

"That's not, I'll tell you that this custom is different. There are so many people in the hotel who eat New Year's Eve dinner and it's still lively." Comrade Chen Daren danced with a smile.

Luo Qiulian reacted quickly, and she immediately came over and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Chen Song said: "Congratulations, you can travel again during the Chinese New Year this year."

The old couple had ice frost on their faces: "You are not coming back for the New Year again? Alas, although this career is important, your unit is too much. Did our Chen family raise a son for your unit?"

"What are you raising for their unit? This is for Iceland. So are your unit? Why do you always arrange for you to go to work during the New Year?"

Chen Song said: "You misunderstood. I don't go to work during the New Year. Our family of three is just reunited in Iceland, but I will go home. I will go home in a few days, and I will be surprised!"

"What surprise?"

Chen Song winked and said, "It must be what you like."

His parents like the fun.
Chapter completed!