He planned to invite three groomsmen this time, one was Xia Yu, one was Lu Zhou, because Fatty was getting married and that was not possible, so the third one was his cousin.
"The best man thing is easy to talk about. Do you want me to help you blow a horn?"
Xia Yu asked.
He still remembers this!
"Sure, Wenwen's family is quite traditional. They have to hire a band to play music and sing for the bride and groom."
It was an honor for He Jiawen if a good friend was willing to play a song for him, so there was nothing for He Jiawen to refuse. Although Shanghai was more Westernized, maybe he could try a combination of Chinese and Western styles, right?
The two of them agreed that He Jiawen would leave Ji Yang's invitation behind and leave, while Xia Yu would call Ji Yang.
"Master Ji, where are you at this hour? Are you still at home?"
"Oh, you really understand me, Old Xia. I worked overtime with my dad yesterday and didn't get home until almost midnight. My dad saw how tired I was and didn't send me to the company this morning. I'm still in bed now!"
Ji Yang yawned and said.
He had just woken up and was lying down playing with his phone when Xia Yu suddenly called.
"Luckily I mentioned it, otherwise Lao He would have been disappointed again."
"What's going on? Does he want to see me for something?"
After hearing what Xia Yu said, Ji Yang asked.
"They're getting married at the end of this month, and they're sending you an invitation. Do you want to go?"
If you have nothing to do, go. If you have something to do, just contribute. It doesn’t mean anything to them anyway. As long as the gesture is there, that’s enough.
"Yes, but I won't go to pick up the bride. I'll just drink a glass of wedding wine."
Ji Yang can be said to be a professional at wedding banquets. Since graduation, he has attended many wedding banquets on behalf of his father, but he always comes late and leaves early, as if he is in a hurry.
This is how business works. Xia Yu drinks less, and the system helps him accumulate initial capital. Along the way, he doesn't owe many favors to others, but others owe him a lot of favors.
"Just come over, and I'll bring you the invitation."
Xia Yu continued on the phone.
"Don't bother me, sir. I'll be transporting the car next week, so I can pick it up along the way."
Ji Yang is very considerate of others, and it is easy to make friends with such a person.
After making an appointment to meet next week, Xia Yu hung up the phone.
As a result, he has plans for the end of this month and the beginning of next month, and his daily life is quite full. But this is just the beginning. Some big guys have to fly to three countries in one day for work. They are busy like spinning tops. Unlike him, he can't find a break from his busy schedule.
Whether someone is busy or not depends on the person. Some wealthy people are too eager for power and are reluctant to delegate power to those below them. However, Xia Yu believes that a truly wealthy person can give up part of his profits to maintain his quality of life, otherwise he will just be an emotionless money-making machine.
After a busy day at work and a very pleasant weekend, time has come to the next week.
Xia Yu had just started work on Monday when Ji Yang arrived with two trailers, one large and one small.
Last time he asked Xia Yu if he wanted to take three cars abroad, and today two trailers were just the right size to take them away.
The office building has a small floor area, but the basement is very high. Not only can Xia Yu's RV be parked, but a flatbed truck can also drive in directly. This is simply not possible with an ordinary basement.
Ji Yang's Maybach drove down to the basement first. When he got inside, he saw Xia Yu's Unimog. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that this guy enjoyed life even more than him.
This 6×6 heavy-duty truck RV alone is more expensive than Xia Yu’s Zeppelin.
"Old Xia, I'm in the basement of your company. Where are you?"
"I'm still upstairs. Just drive up and I'll give you a maintenance for free."
Xia Yu said as he opened the car elevator for Ji Yang upstairs.
Since someone helped him transport his car for free, he couldn't be too stingy and offered free maintenance as a thank you.
"Oh, that's great! It's even a car elevator!"
Ji Yang grabbed the passenger seat and signaled the driver to drive straight in.
The elevator quickly went up to the third floor, and a Maybach S680 drove out. Ji Yang was a little stunned.
Why are two-thirds of this place filled with exhibition booths, and one-third makes him feel like he's in a car repair shop?
"Welcome to my private car museum, although there aren't many collections right now."
Xia Yu opened his arms to welcome Ji Yang.
"Automobile Museum? So the small collection you're talking about is cars!"
Ji Yang instantly recalled the time when Xia Yu's restaurant chain opened. When he visited his company, he had been playing dumb with him, saying he was going to put some small collections on the second and third floors. He hadn't expected this, this, this...
By the way, it’s not on the second floor, right?
Ji Yang actually guessed it right. How can a museum be called one with only one floor? Xia Yu even thought two floors were not enough!
However, once he has filled the exhibition booths on these two floors with his collection, and the two floors for the company's development are no longer enough for office use, he will vacate the fourth and fifth floors to serve as part of the museum.
With Xia Yu's assets at that time, wouldn't it be easy to sell a skyscraper?
"Why else would I go abroad to buy a car? Isn't it because there are too few choices in China and it's too troublesome to collect them?"
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