"One hundred and sixty-eight thousand?" Su Yang repeated.
"Yeah, eh, it makes me annoyed when I talk about this. I even had a few arguments with her about the betrothal gift."
"Why?"
"We couldn't agree on anything. They insisted on 188,000 yuan. After several rounds of negotiation, they finally agreed to 168,000 yuan. But even then, I was still tens of thousands short."
"So how did you do it in the end?"
Song Anquan sighed: "My dad helped me make up the rest, otherwise I would have to borrow it from you."
Su Yang sighed helplessly, thought for a moment, and said, "How did you guys negotiate this money? Will the woman return it to you when the time comes?"
"Refund? Well, I guess they won't. In Tianhai, most people will refund now. The betrothal gift is just a formality. But I don't think her family will refund it."
Hearing this, Su Yang didn't know what to say. He patted Song Anquan's shoulder and said, "We'll see when the time comes. Let's finish the wedding first."
"Yeah, that's the only way."
"But what is your wife's attitude towards this matter?" Su Yang asked.
"She's on my side. She wants her parents to return the money to us, but after she told her parents about this, they haven't given her a clear answer. So it seems like they're definitely not going to return the money."
"How is your wife's family situation?"
Song Anquan thought for a moment and said, "It's not bad. It's definitely better than my family's conditions anyway."
"That shouldn't be the case. Could it be because your wife has a brother or a younger brother?"
"No, she only has a biological sister who is in her teens, and her brothers and sisters are all cousins."
Su Yang frowned slightly: "I don't understand why they have to hold back your betrothal gift. Forget it, let's not think about it for now and get ready to leave."
"Okay~"
After the two finished chatting, Su Yang walked towards the door, thinking as he walked: "Whether I refund it or not, I will give you a big red envelope tomorrow. Hmm...how much is appropriate? 660,000, maybe, and transfer it directly to his bank card tomorrow."
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Mengyun came over and said with a smile: "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Hmm? Nothing much, just get in the car, we'll be leaving soon."
"Okay~"
As they were talking, they came to the car, and Jiang Mengyun opened the back door and got in.
"Aren't you going to sit in the passenger seat?" Su Yang asked.
"I'm not the protagonist today, so why should I sit in the passenger seat? I'm lucky enough to be able to use your car."
Su Yang smiled and said, "Okay, then you sit down first."
......
At 11:50, everyone came out into the yard.
After Song Haihua's repeated instructions, everyone got on the bus.
Song Anquan trotted over and handed a bag of small gifts to the drivers of each car. When he came to Su Yang's car, he gave one to Su Yang and one to Jiang Mengyun.
In the bag was a pack of cigarettes worth fifty yuan and a red envelope of 888 yuan, which was used for tolls and gas.
Generally, the groom would give a red envelope to those who went to pick up the bride. Song Anquan also gave red envelopes to the others, but not as much as the driver.
After all, it's quite tiring for the driver, and it's a long round trip, so they deserve a little more.
Although this amount of money doesn't matter to Su Yang and Jiang Mengyun, this kind of kindness usually has to be accepted.
Su Yang took the two bags and said with a smile: "Have you finished giving? If you have, get in the car."
"Okay~ By the way, Xiaoqi also wants to ride in your car."
Su Yang smiled and said, "Then tell her to come over and get in the car quickly."
"Okay."
Soon, all the people who were going to pick up the bride got in the car, and Su Yang drove out first.
He stuck his head out and shouted to the car behind him: "I'll drive slowly in front, you guys hurry up and catch up!"
"Okay~"
Behind the Cullinan is a white Audi Q5L, which belongs to Chen Qi’s father, Chen Zhaoguo.
Then there was Jiang Mengyun’s Macan, driven by Song Dalai.
Behind them were the various cars of relatives and friends, plus a car that followed for photography, making a total of eleven cars in the wedding procession.
Su Yang turned on the double flash lights and drove ahead, and the vehicle behind him slowly followed.
After driving out of the lighted area near Song An's home, they arrived at a pitch-black area.
Eleven cars were driving on a dark and winding country road with their hazard lights on and their headlights on. Looking down from the sky, the convoy looked like a dragon glowing in the night.
Soon, the convoy drove out of the village and onto the national highway.
As the leading car, Su Yang couldn't drive too fast, otherwise if he wasn't paying attention, the cars behind him might not be able to see their taillights.
But it was okay as we were still on the national highway, so we just maintained a speed of 70 or 80 miles per hour.
After getting on the highway, he will wait for the camera car to take a few pictures and then rush forward. After all, it is impossible for the convoy to maintain formation on the highway for hundreds of kilometers.
Just wait until you exit the highway toll station and then gather.
More than ten minutes later, all eleven cars drove into the Yangcheng North Toll Station.
After the camera car filmed for a few minutes, Su Yang looked at Song Anquan and said, "Notify them in the group chat that everyone doesn't need to maintain formation on the highway. Everyone can drive their own way and then meet outside the Hangzhou toll station."
"Okay~"
After Song Anquan sent the message and everyone in the group replied, Su Yang stepped on the accelerator and Cullinan rushed out.
Song Anquan in the passenger seat, Jiang Mengyun and Chen Qi in the back seat were immediately pushed back onto their seats.
"Oh!! This push on my back!! Bro, it feels so good!"
"It's cool, but this car's acceleration is just so-so. I'll take you to a sports car next time to try it."
"You have a sports car?"
"Yes, I have."
"What sports car?"
"911, McLaren, or something like that."
Su Yang didn't tell everything, for fear of scaring Song Anquan.
"I'm kidding! Brother, you're really awesome now. I have to hang out with you from now on."
"No problem. I'll talk to you in detail when you're done."
"Okay."
The cars behind secretly raised their fists as they watched Cullinan disappear in an instant.
"My God, a good car is a good car. It's gone in an instant with this acceleration."
"Tsk, that guy is just pretending. He did this in front of us on purpose. What's so great about it? It's not his car."
"Yeah, he's just a young man in his twenties. He probably doesn't even have a 100,000 yuan car."
"Exactly. If I had that car, I could drive that fast too, right? Hahaha."
......
Su Yang definitely couldn't hear these words, but it didn't matter to him whether he could hear them or not.
His current mentality has changed drastically from before. If he had heard these remarks in the past, he would definitely have refuted them and argued with the other party.
Now, no matter what others say, there are a few dollars lying coldly in my bank card, and the amount is increasing at a rate of millions almost every day.
So there is nothing to argue with people who are not from the same world.
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