There were a large number of people on both sides of the street outside. They stood in the strong wind, and the cars did not shout or shout, but they just kept waving their arms. Banners were raised high, with various fonts written on them: "Mr. Corleon recovered soon!", "Long live the Dream Factory!" and so on.

The young mother hugged the child who was learning to speak, the middle-aged man who had just gotten off work was taking the old couple with gray hair and snuggling with each other, and the college students in school uniforms... In the strong wind, they looked at my car and waved their hands hard. Many people followed my car and escorted the car to the First Theater.

"What's going on?" I asked Jack.

"Boss, the news of your wake-up in the morning was broadcasted by several broadcast stations in Los Angeles. They also said you would attend the premiere tonight. Everyone spontaneously gathered at the door of the hospital waiting for you to come out. Some people have been here since noon. For your health, they seem to tell each other that they are not allowed to call loudly. They will keep escorting you to the First Cinema safely and then send you back." Jack sighed.

"Drive slower, drive slower." I whispered to Jack when I watched many people running to the ground behind the car.

The car slowed down, and the crowds on both sides continued to gather behind the car. They followed the car and formed a rolling stream of people, which rushed to the First Theater under the guidance of the car.

The small square at the entrance of the First Theater was also full of people, and they were waiting there quietly. Colorful flags were flying. When my car appeared on the corner of the street, salutes were fired in the square, huge fireworks rushed into the air and exploded, and then quickly disappeared.

From the car window, I saw familiar faces, Grant, Hayes, Mayer, Sam Warner, Columbia's John Century Films', Charles of National Films', became a "V", and everyone held flowers in their hands. It was a lily symbolizing recovery.

"Boss, these people are here at six o'clock. Everyone decided to give you a surprise. Haha." Jack parked the car next to the square and said to me with a smile.

Gans and the fat man came over and opened the car door for me and helped me into a wheelchair. When I came out of the car, the crowd around me shouted my name loudly and threw the flowers in my hands into the air. The local formations formed by bosses of various companies also rushed over.

They lifted me and my wheelchair high, and the tide rushed into the cinema like a tide.

There was darkness in the cinema. The moment I entered, countless sparks suddenly appeared in the darkness. Then candles were lit. A group of children from Harvey Street came over with a huge cake, while others sang Harvey's birthday songs. They laughed and surrounded me.

Looking at the three-layer cream cake, I was completely stunned.

Just kidding?! Isn’t this the premiere? How did it be changed to a birthday party?!

"Who celebrates her birthday?" I turned to ask Stenburg beside me.

"Who else can it be? Boss!" Stenberg said to me with a smile.

"No! Is my birthday today?" I didn't believe them at all.

"Of course! We asked Mr. Corleon to verify! Boss, you won't forget your birthday, right? Haha. Chaplin is a bitch who is really good at choosing days. He actually picked the boss's birthday and came to play the premiere with us. With this, they were at a disadvantage!" Stendburg held a candle and smiled with a trembling smile. He accidentally dripped the candle oil on his hand, screaming in pain.

410. My birthday?
Chapter completed!