"Chairman Long, they really were all vying to leave gifts and left with great delight. And you should have seen it; that galactic ruler lit up with joy when our consultant invited him to Earth for the wedding..."
Listening to the reports from the Lunar spaceport's members, Long Ting found Fang Jueyu more and more inexplicable.
"See, I told you, didn't I? As long as I accept their gifts, they'll all leave satisfied," Fang Jueyu said beside her. "Long Ting, why don't you stay and have a drink?"
"Yeah, Little Ting, it's not every day that Little Fang has such a joyous occasion. Work can wait for a bit," the Councilman chimed in.
"Well... okay then." Since there were no issues at the lunar spaceport, she realized there was nothing pressing to handle.
"Look, there's a spaceship approaching!" Before long, some guests noticed a ship, its entire body gleaming gold as if crafted from pure gold, heading toward them in the sky.
