Today is a special day.
Many places in Xianshan County were decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and the sound of firecrackers filled the air, creating a festive atmosphere. Many newlyweds chose this day to tie the knot.
Two of Liu Feng's classmates also got married on this day.
One of them was his high school class monitor, Yuan Zhihao, and they held their wedding at the Xianshan Dikun Hotel.
The other one is Wang Juan.
She had already boarded the wedding car and was slowly driving towards the groom's house. Due to the long distance, their convoy had set off ahead of time.
Wang Juan's wedding procession consisted of twelve BMW 7 Series sedans, a magnificent and impressive sight as they sped along the road.
Pedestrians and vehicles alike readily made way, casting envious glances. Such a grand procession is truly rare in Xianshan County, drawing sidelong glances and sparking continuous discussion among passersby.
As the convoy moved along, it occasionally brushed past other wedding cars.
At this moment, three Jetta wedding cars came into view, forming a stark contrast with the BMW convoy, appearing somewhat shabby and extremely simple.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Haoming couldn't help but smile faintly, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible contempt: "The people of Xianshan County are ultimately too poor. In our area, who would choose a car like this as a wedding car?"
His words revealed an undisguised sense of superiority.
Wang Juan felt slightly embarrassed after hearing this and quickly explained, "Xianshan County is, after all, a poor county, and most people rely on farming for a living. Many rural areas don't even have cars for weddings, so having three wedding cars is already quite good."
Zhou Haoming nodded slightly, seemingly accepting her explanation, but the sense of superiority in his eyes did not completely disappear.
He continued, "That's true. After all, our city's level of development is what it is. Not every place can pursue grandeur and dignity like we do. The gap between the rich and the poor is indeed a difficult chasm to cross."
However, just as their convoy was about to enter the city's highway entrance, they encountered an unexpected traffic jam.
Not far ahead, a long line of cars appeared, each one decorated with a large red "double happiness" character, slowly turning onto the road to Xianshan County.
Zhou Haoming frowned and looked out the car window. He saw that the first car in the traffic was a Maybach, and the second was also a Maybach. The cars following behind were either Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, or Range Rovers—all SUVs.
They lined up in a magnificent row, heading east.
Upon hearing that their employer was getting married in a small mountain village, these car owners, considering the potentially poor road conditions, only dared to drive their capable off-road vehicles. As for supercars, they immediately ruled them out; it would be too embarrassing to drive one and end up stuck in a ditch!
One car after another drove past Zhou Haoming's vehicle. The overwhelming sense of oppression made both Zhou Haoming and Wang Juan's eyes widen.
There were over a hundred vehicles, stretching for two or three miles, creating a truly spectacular and astonishing scene.
Zhou Haoming couldn't help but ask, "Wang Juan, who in your Xianshan County can afford such a grand wedding? Who is so rich?" He looked puzzled, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.
Wang Juan also looked bewildered, muttering to herself, "I don't know. I've lived in Xianshan County for so many years, and I've only ever heard of one Rolls-Royce, but I've never seen one. I never expected to see such a huge convoy of luxury cars today." A question flashed through her mind, but it was only a fleeting thought.
Zhou Haoming then asked, "Are there any hidden big shots in your Xianshan County?"
Wang Juan said she was unaware of the matter.
The two men gazed at the vast convoy, their hearts filled with doubt and amazement.
A name involuntarily popped into Wang Juan's mind, but she quickly shook her head and dismissed the unrealistic idea.
Just then, Zhou Haoming's phone rang. He answered it, and upon hearing the voice on the other end, his expression immediately turned grim. His family told him that Uncle Zhou, who was supposed to be their wedding officiant, couldn't attend due to unforeseen circumstances.
Upon hearing this, Wang Juan also felt a pang of disappointment.
She knew that the "Uncle Zhou" Zhou Haoming mentioned was the Secretary-General of Yiyang City, and his absence would undoubtedly diminish the luster of the wedding.
Zhou Haoming put down his phone, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and calmness.
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