The Magical Journey of the Commander

In the next few days, the snow fell more and more, and the temperature became colder and colder. Song Qingge used the excuse that the bed was still wet these days, so he wandered around in the company. Richelieu still has a glorious room. Sometimes I really wish I could spend the winter Slow down and make that bed never dry...

Recently, Satomi Rentaro and the others also moved here with Tendo Kisara due to rent issues. Sima Weizhi, the eldest daughter of Sima Heavy Industry, also chased after her. What's more, she used her family strength to enclose a piece of land here, and planned to build a new high school here when spring came. Song Qingge can only say, cow beer!

Finally, the houses built in the first phase of the project were all filled with people. According to the statistics of the company, the number of cursed children in the city, including the initiators and ordinary cursed children, has reached an astonishing more than 2,000, which is 200,000. Points, during this period of time, Song Qingge will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Today is a good day, the long-lost heavy snow dissipated, and the warm sun appeared in the sky. Moreover, because of the season, it is also the day of winter vacation here, usually about two weeks, mainly because of Christmas and Japanese New Year.

Therefore, today I can see many children playing snowball fights and making snowmen in the square outside the door. And Song Qingge had already woken up at this time, because according to the calendar, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Song Qingge, who was originally from Donghuang, didn't care about these foreign festivals, but there are many foreigners in the family now, and there is an archbishop, so he has to be prepared.

When I walked into the office, I found that the company and Bismarck were talking about something. I didn't find them discussing how to spend Christmas until recently.

"Commander, you're here." The company greeted Song Qingge when he saw Song Qingge.

Song Qingge nodded, "I just heard you talk about Christmas. I don't know much about it. I only know that I want a Christmas tree, turkey, etc..."

The company laughed, "Actually, Christmas used to be a church holiday, but because there are many religious believers, people who don't believe in religion also celebrate Christmas. And the commander is right, Christmas trees are indeed prepared for Christmas." , Christmas clothes, Christmas rings, lanterns and other decorations, as well as food such as turkeys, so that everyone can reunite together on Christmas Eve, or hold a large party or something."

Song Qingge laughed, "So what were you discussing just now?"

"We were just discussing how we should spend Christmas, whether to spend it with the people in the city or with the people in our port area." Bismarck replied.

"Of course we have to live together. After all, we are the masters who built this city, and there are only so many people!" Song Qingge made a decision immediately.

Enterprise nodded, "But it's too slow to arrange only our words."

Song Qingge took out his mobile phone and shook it, "It's okay, I'll call someone." As he said that, Song Qingge dialed Satomi Rentaro's number, and was quickly connected.

"Song Jun, what's wrong?" Satomi Rentaro's voice came over.

"Rentaro, isn't it Christmas? I'm going to gather everyone in the city together, but the layout and arrangement need to be discussed with everyone, so do you have time?" Song Qingge asked.

"If you have time, wait. Sister Mugeng and Weizhi, please stop calling, Mr. Song told me I have something to do. Mr. Song, I'll be there soon." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Qingge couldn't help laughing when he heard the busy tone of "Duddu...", "It seems that someone's life is not very good now, haha."

The company next to him couldn't help rolling his eyes at Song Qingge, who was gloating at his misfortune.

Because of Song Qingge's special arrangement, Satomi Rentaro's home was not far from where they lived. Not long after, five people appeared in the office.

Song Qingge looked at Tendo Kigeng and Sima Miori who were still staring at each other, as well as the ashamed Satomi Rentaro, Tina, and the gloating Aihara Enju, and said with a smile: "You guys are really full of energy all day, so this is another day. What's the matter?"

Aihara Enju complained: "It's not because these two big-breasted monsters want to spend Christmas with Rentaro."

Song Qingge smiled at Satomi Rentaro and said, "Then it seems that my call has solved your choice problem."

Satomi Rentaro had black lines on his face, "Stop making fun of me, why did you ask me to come over?"

"Isn't Christmas coming soon? I thought to myself that the children in the city have rarely had a happy Christmas. So I am going to organize a Christmas event in our plaza. Satomi-kun is still interested in the Tokyo area. You are more familiar, so I thought of you first." Song Qingge said.

"Christmas event?" Satomi Rentaro thought for a while, "Other things are easy to talk about, but if you celebrate Christmas in the square, you must have a big Christmas tree."

Song Qingge nodded, "Well, it's true that this one is more difficult."

At this moment, Sima Weizhi covered his mouth with the fan in his hand, and walked up, "I can solve this problem, but..."

Song Qingge smiled and said, "But what?" He still likes Sima Weizhi, a rich lady, with a straightforward personality and her own ideas. She is a proper type of strong woman, and she knows how to win over all possible forces.

"However, can we let Sima Heavy Industries customize a weapon for Mayor Song? We will use the best materials and the best craftsmanship to complete it." Sima Weizhi smiled.

Song Qingge said meaningfully: "Is this what you mean? Or Sima Heavy Industry?"

Sima Weizhi flicked his fan, "Mayor Song is indeed a smart person, this is what I mean."

Song Qingge nodded, "Since it's what Miss Sima meant, then I'll be disrespectful."

Sima Weizhi smiled coquettishly: "If it wasn't for the fact that Rentaro was first, I would have wanted to chase after Mayor Song."

Song Qingge rolled his eyes, who did he lie to? But he didn't refute, but said: "Sima Heavy Industry can come to this city to open a company and sell arms and weapons, but the tax still has to be paid."

Sima Weizhi's eyes flickered, "Of course, our Sima Heavy Industry is the most law-abiding. Apart from the Christmas tree, Sima Heavy Industry has also packaged other supplies. I hope Mayor Song can have a happy Christmas with the children Festival."

Song Qingge nodded, "Since Miss Sima is so grand, then Li Jianjun, I will trouble you to talk about this matter. By the way, let me know that the head of the church is and Zhi Ziyingyin and the others have called all the police and citizens to participate. The time is set for tomorrow night in Ping An night."

Satomi Rentaro nodded, "Don't worry, I can still do this little thing." After speaking, he left with several others.

Song Qingge smiled at the company after they left: "It seems that those four are Satomi-kun's harem, but if you want to live a happy life, Satomi-kun has to work hard."

The company complained: "Yeah, Satomi Rentaro is not a commander after all. The commander just needs to sit there and someone will fall into his arms, isn't it?"

Song Qingge laughed dryly. It seems that Guanghui and Richelieu have been there too much in the past two days, and the company was angry, so he coaxed and lied: "My business is the best. I will go to your place this morning, okay?"

"real?"

"certainly!"

"cough……"

A cough interrupted the whispering between the two, and Song Qingge looked at Bismarck next to him and closed his mouth wisely.