At my ex-boyfriend's engagement banquet, I appeared in full attire. He thought I was there to cause trouble, but I smiled very kindly and said, "We'll all be family from now on, no need...
Chapter 660 Cross-class
Although it wasn't my money and I didn't know how much a yacht cost, but when comparing the size and weight of the two, I subconsciously thought that this thing was too expensive, and my heart started to ache.
I was a little lost for words, "Sister, this, this is too extravagant. It costs so much money just to watch this. A better projector should be enough, right?" I didn't even know if there was a seven-day no-reason return policy.
Xiao Shiru looked at me strangely: "Isn't this just a better projector?"
I:"……"
She saw that I was reluctant to spend money, and immediately smiled and comforted me, "This thing is not disposable, it will be useful in the future."
I felt a little better after hearing this, and casually asked, "That's good. Where else can I use it?"
"For your wedding." After a moment's thought, he added, "If Xiaoming can find a wife, he might be able to use it, too."
Zhang Youming praised with a complicated expression: "Mom, you are so far-sighted."
I don't know if he was sincere in his praise, but I was praising him from the bottom of my heart. "Sister, you are so creative. I never thought you could plan it so well. Thank you so much."
Sister Xiao laughed so hard that her body shook. "No, I heard that He Qingrong got a laser projection device, so I thought it must be better than hers. I asked around and people said that the one she got is the most advanced projector currently. I was really worried.
Luckily, your brother-in-law's assistant told me that there's something like this at an auction abroad. It's a bit expensive, but it's really worth it! Don't you agree? "
I nodded and smiled apologetically, "Yes, it's worth it! The effect is amazing."
"By the way, this is the guest list. Please take a look to see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted." Xiao Shiru took a document from her secretary and handed it to me.
I flipped through a few pages at random. Most of the names were unfamiliar to me, but there were also quite a few that frequently appeared in the news and on TV. They ranged from government officials to business celebrities, actors, singers, and artists. I tactfully handed the list back, "Sister, just arrange it as you see fit. I don't understand these things. I don't even know any of these people."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know them. You'll get to know them slowly in the future." Sister Xiao waved her hand nonchalantly. "These are some of the connections of our Xiao family. When you marry into our family, you'll inevitably have to interact with them."
I felt a surge of panic as I listened, truly experiencing what it meant to cross class boundaries. People who had previously had no connection to my life, who existed only on screens and in the news, suddenly appeared in my life, even talking to me and eating with me. It made me feel like I had entered a completely different, unfamiliar world.
At this moment, Sister Xiao's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen and a smug smile appeared on her face: "Mengmeng, take a look at the list first, I'll go answer the phone."
After saying that, she turned and walked aside, whispering to the person on the other end of the phone. I took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly took out my phone to send a message to Xiao Shiqiu: "Your sister is imitating the opening ceremony for the engagement party, right? It's so exaggerated! She actually invited so many people!"
Xiao Shiqiu: [No way? She said it was a simple event and only prepared 88 tables. How many tables did you see?]
I:【……】
Seeing that I didn't respond, he sent another message: [By the way, are we supposed to leave by walking out?]
I was a little confused. If she didn't come out, was she supposed to jump down? [She told us to come down from the second floor, and there was a spotlight shining on it.]
Xiao Shiqiu: [That's good. Originally, she said that Xiao Tiantian and that guy were going to arrive in a hot air balloon at her engagement party. She insisted that we arrive in a helicopter, and even spray-painted it pink and covered it in rhinestones. I didn't agree.]
I decisively praised him: [Wise! ]
I was about to send another message when I suddenly heard Sister Xiao's cheerful voice from behind me: "Mengmeng, I just contacted several important domestic media outlets. They will all come to your engagement party!"
I asked weakly, "Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?"
"Of course, my Xiaoqiu treated him very unfairly at her last wedding. We didn't have an engagement party, and the wedding was very shabby. You didn't know that He Qingrong could even see her belly at that time."
As she spoke, her expression became complicated. She glanced at me and immediately laughed, "Well, look at what I'm saying. I won't say anything more. Xiaoqiu was wronged last time, so even if it's a simple matter this time, we can't be too careless.
Okay, I'll take you to pick out some dresses and see if there's anything you like. It's too late to order one now, but it's okay to pick out a few ready-made ones."
As he said this, he took my hand and walked towards the huge spiral staircase in the center of the hall.
I followed her up to the second floor. The stairs were covered with thick carpet, and there was no sound when I stepped on them. I remembered a word used online to praise the feel of sneakers - the feeling of stepping on shit. I have never stepped on shit, but I believe the feeling of stepping on shit is definitely not as good as it is now.
The corridor on the second floor is very spacious, with oil paintings hanging on both sides. There are Rococo-style vases on the table against the wall. The exquisite gold-painted patterns look particularly luxurious under the soft light.
Generally, the second floor of a banquet hall is a lounge, but I didn’t expect that the second floor here is actually a fitting room.
At the end of the corridor was a pair of carved wooden doors. When we reached the door, Xiao Shiru pressed a button beside the door. Soon the staff opened the door from the inside and respectfully invited us in.
Only when I walked into the room did I know what a real 'cloakroom' was.
The room was much larger than I had imagined, half the size of a basketball court, with an entire wall covered in mirrors, almost like a dance studio.
Not only is there a luxurious crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, but there are also Baroque-style wall lamps installed on the surrounding walls, which illuminate the entire space brightly and transparently, almost achieving the effect of a shadowless lamp, and the atmosphere of a European palace is directly maximized.
On the left are rows of dresses, including wedding dresses, Chinese style, evening gowns, and relatively casual small dresses. There are really complete styles, all neatly arranged by color and style.
Next to the clothes rack is a shoe cabinet, which contains high heels of various colors and styles, some flat shoes in the middle, and even a few pairs of Chanel slippers.
Further on is a glass display case filled with various jewellery, including diamonds, jadeite and pearls, which sparkle under the light.
There is also a rotating display stand next to the display cabinet, on which are placed several limited edition Hermès Birkin bags, each of which is worth a lot of money.
The key point is that there are about ten young girls in the room wearing work clothes of different brands. They should be luxury product sales staff.
Why does this seem like a luxury goods exhibition?
I calmed down and asked Xiao Shiru, "Sister, is this a brand showroom? I saw it said private estate on the door."