"I didn't say that. I'm still the Dragon King now, right?"
Ye Tian suddenly straightened his chest and looked at Jiang Jue proudly.
"That's right, you are the Dragon King."
"I command!"
Ye Tian roared solemnly, and Jiang Jue quickly stepped back, put away his previous doubts, and looked at Ye Tian in awe.
"I'm getting married on the 8th, and Long Shuai must be the host."
"This is an order!"
"That's it?"
Jiang Jue looked at Ye Tian speechlessly. How could this be possible? The Dragon King was too casual.
"Anyway, I'm not going back. I'm getting married, and I have to help my wife choose a wedding dress and take photos..."
"The battle is over, can't you let me relax for a few days?"
Ye Tian also started to exaggerate and act like a bureaucrat.
Jiang Jue really had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow down again.
"What about after marriage?"
"No honeymoon after marriage?"
"Oh my god!"
Jiang Jue really had no choice. Does this mean that Ye Tian won’t go back until the end of the year?
"It depends on my mood, okay?"
"Well, I won't keep you for dinner. I have to write the invitations now."
"By the way, you will be responsible for notifying everyone at Longwang Mountain when the time comes."
Ye Tian left in a leisurely manner, leaving Jiang Jue stomping his feet in the spot.
“What a sin!”
"Why do I feel that the Dragon King is not going back?"
Jiang Jue was in great pain, as Longwang Mountain could not do without the Dragon King.
Jin Lin watched from behind and couldn't help muttering, "How about setting up a branch in Fenghuang Village and letting the Dragon King work there?"
"Huh?"
Jiang Jue stared, stroked his beard, and fell into thought.
…
At five o'clock in the evening, Xiaomi also finished school and everyone had dinner at Ye's house.
"Mom, I'm getting married on the 8th. Should we write invitations?"
"What number?"
Sun Li immediately rushed towards Huang Li, and Ye Liang did the same, looking down.
"The 8th won't work. It's the first day of the lunar month. No, it has to be the sixth or eighth day at least."
"That's right, too hasty."
The old couple was muttering to themselves, and Ye Tian turned to look at Chen Xian'er.
"What do you think?"
"I listen to my parents."
"Don't listen to my parents, ask your dad!"
Chen Xian'er thought for a moment and said, "No need to ask. Just inform them later."
"What?"
Ye Tian looked at his parents again, and they murmured again: "There are no good days in September, how about the end of August?"
"August 28th, that's a good day."
"Ahead of schedule?"
Ye Tian nodded. August 28th was a good date. Let’s set that date.
"I'll call and inform them as soon as I get back."
"Don't forget what you promised Uncle Xiao Zhu." Ye Xiaomi reminded his father.
"By the way, I also told him that he and Cao Lingling should also be ready on August 28th."
"And Haichuan and Shuisu!"
Three couples were getting married in Fenghuang Village, which was a big deal. The Ye family's parents weren't picky; as long as their children liked it, anything was fine, even a group wedding would be a good idea.
"Then it's settled, August 28th!"
Ye Tian laughed, quickly finished his meal, picked up the phone and started notifying.
"Mr. Deng, August 28th."
"Well, Mr. Li, on August 28th, thankfully you're in charge of the business system, otherwise, the economic war would be lost. You must come and participate."
"By the way, where is Mr. Qi?"
Ye Tian called all the big guys, but he didn't expect that these few calls would shock the upper echelons of China.
"The Dragon King is getting married?"
"Why didn't you notify us?"
"This little guy, doesn't he know that we have also contributed a lot?"
"Wait and remind him that when he gets married, even if we can't go, we have to let the younger generation go and give gifts."
"Dragon King, it's not easy!"
The bigwigs in China have started preparing secretly, and some have even started planning their itineraries in advance.
August 28th is the day of the Dragon King's wedding.
Ye Tian was making a phone call here, and Chen Xian'er also picked up the phone and called her father.
"Dad, I'm getting married next week. You and Uncle San must come."
"Yes, it was booked in advance. I need to prepare everything."
"Ah? You and my Third Uncle will come over tomorrow?"
Chen Xian'er didn't expect that her father Chen Mingrui and Chen Mingchao were so excited that they wanted to rush here overnight.
Seeing her father excited, Chen Xian'er also smiled.
Ye Xiaomi tugged at her mother's sleeve and said softly, "Mom, can I also call and invite my classmates to your wedding?"
"Isn't this bad?" Chen Xian'er looked at her daughter with amusement.
"Why?" Ye Xiaomi didn't understand at all.
Seeing her daughter about to be disappointed, Chen Xian'er immediately changed her tone and said, "Then please invite all your classmates to participate."
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