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Chapter 0182(2/2)

Mother Lu opened the box and found a golden bracelet inside.

"Hey!

Gold bracelet!”

Mother Lu’s eyes were shining and she couldn’t put it down.

Wang Yao's mother, who was sitting next to her, smiled and helped her put it on.

Mother Lu looked at the bracelet on her wrist, feeling as if she had eaten honey.

"Today is a special day. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are going to become a family. I also have a gift for you."

"Ah? We have one too?!"

Wang Dejiang and his wife were extremely surprised.

My father-in-law is a radar watch, my mother-in-law is a gold bracelet.

They were happy in their hearts, but they still said that this was impossible because it was too expensive.

Lao Lu and Mother Lu knew that their son was just trying to get a bowl of water.

He also advised: "Take it, take it, we are all one family, don't be polite."

When they arrived at Wang Yao's place, Lu Changhua took out a wooden box.

As soon as I opened it, it was green and glowing inside.

"This is……"

"Ah? Emerald?!"

Wang Dejiang is a knowledgeable person.

He has been in the First Department Store for so many years and is a knowledgeable person.

"Changhua, such an expensive gift!"

Wang Yao has heard of emeralds, but has never seen them.

Hearing what dad said, I felt happy.

"Changhua, this is too expensive."

"I bought this in Qiulin. It fits you just right. Let's see if the ring fits well."

Lu Changhua put it on Wang Yao with a smile on his face.

This gorgeous emerald bracelet complements Wang Yao's fair and tender wrist.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful."

All the women present made a sound of admiration.

"Brother, this is yours."

"Sister-in-law, this is yours."

Lu Changzhong and his wife own a pair of plum blossom watches.

"This is for Sheng Wen and Sheng Qing."

They are two silver longevity locks.

Everyone present has a share.

"Everyone has gifts, but what about yours? You don't have any?"

Zhao Yan is outspoken.

"I have it."

Lu Changhua rolled up his wrist, and a piece of radar was revealed.

"Wang Yao gave it to me, haha."

The whole family exchanges cups and cups, enjoying themselves happily.

Advertisements on TV are very dense.

Before and after the news broadcast, advertisements for Changhe gift boxes appeared frequently.

"Wang Yao, you are a big star now."

Mother Lu looked at her daughter-in-law with a smile.

"Aunt, I'm not a big star. I just got the glory, but Changhua insisted on letting me take the photo. Now I'm in trouble."

"It's not good to be a star."

"Hey, there's really nothing good about me. I'm afraid of being recognized when I go out."

Wang Yao told her own embarrassing story.

Since she filmed commercials with big stars and frequently aired them on TV, she has become famous.

Especially in Bac Ninh.

This small town is not big to begin with.

Maybe they are relatives if they take a few detours from each other.

It's good now, she can't even go out.

Those relatives and friends were satisfied with getting an autograph, but some admirers learned that Wang Yao was a local, so they tried their best to find out her address, so that now she has to cover her comings and goings.

People who don't know the truth think that because she is famous, she becomes hypocritical, but in fact she is afraid of being followed.

This year’s Spring Festival Gala starts at eight o’clock.

The program was good and everyone enjoyed it.

During the skit, when the actor walked onto the stage holding a box of Changhe gift boxes, the audience burst into laughter.

Pushing the sketch to a climax.

Not only this skit, but all three skits in the entire Spring Festival Gala used Changhe gift boxes.

Amid the laughter, the Changhe gift box was exposed again and again.

Now, the popularity of Changhe Gift Box has been raised again, becoming one of the hottest topics in this year's Spring Festival Gala.

As soon as this situation appeared, the leaders of many companies slapped their thighs.

Oops, who came up with such a good idea?!

Hurry, you must find this person after the Spring Festival.

In the 1980s, the marketing world still believed that an idea could create a myth.
Chapter completed!
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