Chapter 355: There is a Golden Phoenix among the Poor Relatives
Before long, the guests invited by my mother's side arrived.
There were this general manager and that general manager, all dressed in suits and looking like business elites. They stretched out their hands generously, took out a thick red envelope and handed it to the bride and groom, saying some very formal words.
"Uncle Zhang, please come in. It's at the table to the right of the stage."
"Uncle Zhao, please come in, I'll come over to greet you later..."
"Uncle Gao, I didn't expect you to come too. You are a distinguished guest, so you must eat and drink well this time."
As the greetings rang out, all the bosses entered the banquet hall wearing shiny leather shoes.
The bride, Wang Cuimei, was holding a thick purse and looked at Lin Peng beside her with a smug look, as if to say, "Well, I told you that your relatives are poor, right? The gifts they gave you combined are not as rich as this one."
Lin Peng pursed his lips and said nothing, but he was not angry in his heart. Nonsense, who would be angry after collecting so much money?
At the same time, inside the banquet hall, Lin Laowu finally appeased the relatives from Jeju and got them to sit together. Seeing that there was no more trouble, he could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief.
Yuan Youqin squeezed between her husband and son and couldn't help but sneered: "Look at you stingy relatives!"
Jiang Zhenghong: “…”
Jiang Qin was watching happily from the side, but he didn't dare laugh out loud, for fear that his mother would turn around and get angry at him.
But the next second, when a group of people in suits came into the banquet hall, Boss Jiang, who was only 20 years old, suddenly found someone staring at him.
"Boss Jiang, are you coming to the wedding banquet as well?"
"Do we know each other?"
"I'm Gao Lingxi. I met you at the cocktail party. Have you forgotten me? I'm from the second batch to join our first-stop marketing."
Jiang Qin thought about it and had a slight impression: "Oh, it's Mr. Gao. What a coincidence that I meet you here. Let me introduce you. This is my dad and this is my mom. We are... distant relatives of the groom's family."
"Mr. Jiang is really humorous, and the uncle and aunt are quite young." Gao Lingxi couldn't help but compliment him.
Jiang Zhenghong and Yuan Youqin looked at each other, then at Gao Lingxi's shiny forehead, thinking, "Isn't this right? How come this nephew looks older than us? He must be in his 40s or 50s?" At the same time, several men in suits nearby began to come over and greet them, saying "Hello, Mr. Jiang," "Hello, uncle and aunt," and that they couldn't do anything to the couple.
If you agree, I'll kind of want to call them brother. If you don't agree, they're not old enough to be called uncle or aunt by these people. In short, the atmosphere is quite weird.
"Uncle, do you smoke?"
"Uh...I don't smoke bro."
After a while, the bride and groom, Niu Xianglan, and Lin Laowu had finished welcoming the guests. They packed up their things and returned to the banquet hall, ready to invite everyone to start the banquet. However, when they arrived in front of the stage, all four of them were stunned.
Because the VIP table that was reserved earlier was full, but the people sitting there were not the bosses, but those "poor relatives" of Jeju in their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Wang Cuimei's expression changed instantly: "What's going on? Where are my uncles?"
"I don't know. I clearly arranged for them to sit at the last table." Lin Laowu was also confused.
"I've already told you that my uncles are all distinguished guests. Didn't you make proper arrangements?!"
"Cui Mei, don't worry, I'll go ask."
Lin Laowu comforted his daughter-in-law and immediately went to a relative from Jeju and said, "Brother, weren't you sitting at the table in the back at first? Are you uncomfortable sitting here? Why did you move over here?"
The second brother was the one who cursed the most fiercely just now, and he didn't have a good face for him: "I don't know!"
"this……"
A skinny uncle sitting next to him suddenly spoke up: "Lin Laowu, don't blame your second brother for giving you face. What you did was really not fair. What's wrong? Our relatives in Jeju are no longer relatives? You should have told us earlier. If you had told us earlier, we wouldn't have come!"
Lin Laowu smiled apologetically, thinking that it would be better if you didn't come, I could save a table, but he was still polite: "It's mainly because too many people came, I didn't calculate it, but where did the guests at this table go?"
"Are you talking about the ones in suits? They were at the table in the back. I don't know what was going on, but they shamelessly exchanged with us and even gave me a box of Chinese cigarettes."
"?"
Lin Laowu was completely confused, but he still told his daughter-in-law the truth.
Wang Cuimei didn't believe it at all. Why? They didn't sit in the best front row, but all the big bosses with millions of dollars in assets squeezed for the seats behind the pillars.
At this moment, Wang Cuilan's parents, Lin Peng's parents-in-law, came over and pulled them aside with serious expressions.
"What's going on over there?"
"What's wrong, Dad?"
Wang Jianxiang lowered his voice and said, "Boss Gao, Boss Zhao, Boss Liu... they brought more than 20 of their families to sit at the table in the back, squeezed like chickens that can't spread their wings. What do you think?"
Lin Laowu couldn't help but speak up at this time: "Father-in-law, listen to me, we were originally arranged to sit in the front row, but it is said that those bosses took the initiative to exchange with our relatives here."
"You took the initiative to change it?"
"yes."
Wang Jianxiang scratched his head and thought, this is fucking weird. These bosses always want to sit in the front row for everything. Last time they had a meal, they almost had a fight over the main seat. How could they be willing to sit at the back?
But there is nothing you can do at this time, because the hotel waiters have already started serving the dishes, and you definitely cannot adjust your seat at this time.
Wang Jianxiang took a deep breath and fell silent with a very unpleasant expression on his face.
Seeing this scene, Lin Laowu and Niu Xianglan felt a little nervous. They wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
Don't be fooled by the fact that her parents' family has a huge dowry, a car and a house, as if it's very impressive. In fact, Niu Xianglan and Lin Laowu have been having to look at other people's faces all this time, and they feel almost suffocated.
But this is my in-laws, and they are rich in-laws, what can you do? You can only bear it.
After a while, the previous procedures were completed step by step. Wang Cuimei changed out of her wedding dress, put on a cheongsam, and began to prepare for the toast.
Who should I toast to first?
Of course, it's a tribute to those business owners.
Originally, according to the established route, they were supposed to start toasting from the first table and move on to the other tables, but now, they have to start toasting from the last table and move on to the other tables.
So, the groom carried the plate, the bride carried the wine jug, followed by Wang Jianxiang and Lin Laowu, and they went to the last table in a grand manner.
As soon as he walked behind the pillar in the hall, Wang Jianxiang couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
My goodness, Mr. Gao is fat to begin with, and he can’t even squeeze into the table for 20 people. He has to lean sideways to pick up food, which makes people feel sorry for him.
"Mr. Gao...Mr. Gao?"
Gao Lingxi didn't even need to turn around, he saw Wang Jianxiang and the others as soon as he turned his head: "Old Wang, you are really economical when marrying off your daughter. There are 20 people at one table, and you know what, the food is so delicious that everyone is rushing to eat it. It's really fucking awesome!"
Wang Jianxiang knew he was being shunned, but he could only smile and say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gao. You were originally supposed to sit at the table in front, but somehow you sat at the wrong table."
"Whatever. It's not me who is embarrassed anyway."
“…”
Seeing her own father being shunned by someone, Wang Cuimei glared at Lin Peng fiercely and even had the urge to curse him in front of everyone.
Look at what your family has done. Do you understand how valuable my father's connections are? And you poor relatives, you are already so crowded, and you are still competing with these bosses for food. Don't you know your own weight? For the first time, Wang Cuimei felt wronged and wanted to cry. She thought to herself, I am so unlucky to marry into your family.
At this moment, Jiang Qin suddenly came over with a glass of wine in hand: "Mr. Gao, why don't you drink? Come on, let's clink glasses."
Upon hearing this, Gao Lingxi immediately dropped his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and went forward, but before he touched Jiang Qin, he let out a "oh" sound, and then used his other hand to hold Jiang Qin's glass, refusing to let him lower his glass to the rim of his own.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jianxiang and Lin Laowu were stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Qin with a look of astonishment.
Wang Cuimei seemed to have sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere as well. She stared at the scene in a daze, not understanding why the poor relative of Lin Peng's family had the highest cup.
Jiang Qin was really mean. He thought to himself, "You're so stingy that you made my mother so mad." So he picked up the wine glass and changed direction.
"Come on, Mr. Li, let's go together."
"Oh, oh, oh, Mr. Jiang, you are so polite..."
"Come on, Mr. Zhao..."
“Yo yo yo…”
"Mr. Lai Fang..."
“Yo yo yo…”
Jiang Qin passed the wine glass around, and everyone at the table drank. However, no one was willing to let Jiang Qin's glass be lower than their own. The whole married family didn't dare to breathe.
What happened next was similar. When Wang Cuimei finished pouring the wine, everyone waited for Jiang Qin to serve first, and Jiang Qin waited for Jiang Zhenghong to serve first.
Dad Jiang was also confused, but he felt that the wine today was particularly delicious!
After the toast, they did not rush to the next table, but found a place to relax for a while. Suddenly they realized that there seemed to be a golden phoenix among the poor relatives in Jeju.
"I remember now, the Linchuan Merchants' Guild..."
Wang Cuimei glanced at her biological father and asked, "Dad, what is the Linchuan Merchants Group?"
Wang Jianxiang took out a cigarette and lit it. "Some time ago, the Linchuan Municipal Government issued a document, saying that it would transform the economy and move into emerging industries. It also established a Linchuan business group that all Linchuan bosses actively joined."
"Then what?"
"It seems that he was the one who promoted that business group. Now the Linchuan business community has formed a group, and it seems that he is the representative. Do you remember your Uncle Qian who runs the seafood business? I waited in line for a week, but I couldn't meet him."
“…”
Lin Laowu and his son looked at each other. Although they were not clear about the affairs of the Linchuan Merchant Clan, they could see that Jiang Qin's family seemed to have more status and position than the relatives they were marrying.
If I had known this would happen, I would have opened two more tables. Why save this money? Now, the most valuable people are all eating at the most crowded tables.
Brother Lin Peng sighed dully and glanced at the cousin's younger brother who was sitting in front of the boss, chatting and laughing, and his expression gradually became a little gloomy.
After the banquet, everyone had almost finished eating. Some had a good meal, some were very angry, and some were not full, but it was indeed almost time.
Seeing that the show was about to end, Jiang Zhenghong patted his stomach and suddenly realized something: "The belt that Nanshu gave me seems to be still at Lin Laowu's house."
"You came here without a belt?" Jiang Qin looked stunned.
"No, Lin Peng said that my belt was fake and it would be bad if someone saw it, so he replaced it for me."
Jiang Zhenghong called Lin Peng while he was talking: "Peng, we will leave soon and will not go to your house anymore. Can you bring the belt back to me?"
Lin Peng was stunned for a moment: "Uncle, just use mine. I think this one is suitable for you. Yours is too young."
"That was given to me by my daughter-in-law. No matter how good yours is, I can't exchange it with yours."
Jiang Qin: “?”
Lin Peng was a little embarrassed: "But I can't leave yet, I have to see my relatives off later, otherwise I will take it back for you after the New Year."
Jiang Zhenghong scratched his head: "That's fine..."
Jiang Qin almost choked: "Dad, you are too generous. That belt is worth 30,000 yuan."
"????"
Yuan Youqin was also shocked: "Didn't you say three hundred yuan?"
Jiang Qin rubbed his nose and said, "I'm afraid that if I say too much, you won't dare to accept it. But think about it, can the gift Feng Nanshu gave you be fake?"
Jiang Zhenghong turned to look at Lin Peng: "Peng, why don't I go back with you to get it."
"Uncle, don't worry, I'll make some arrangements and then go back with you guys, you guys wait here for a while."
After Lin Peng finished speaking, he ran to the backstage and bumped into Wang Cuimei and his father-in-law: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"
"Uncle Jiang's belt is at our house. He said it's worth 30,000 yuan. Is there really such an expensive belt?"
Wang Cuimei thought of her poor relative's LV, and her face changed instantly: "If it's true, it's possible. Look at the attitudes of those bosses just now, it could be true."
Lin Peng swallowed his saliva and said, "Forget it, I'd better go back and get it. I don't trust others to go."
Seeing Lin Peng leave, Wang Cuimei turned to look at Wang Jianxiang, aggrieved like a 200-pound fat man: "Dad, their family seems to have a great relative, will I be bullied in the future?"
"It's okay, it's not that exaggerated. At most I'll get scolded a few times, and I won't talk back."
“…”
After leaving the hotel, Lin Peng drove back home very quickly and searched through all the drawers for the belt. However, a terrible thing happened: the belt was missing.
That's impossible. He clearly remembered that he had placed it on the bedside table.
Lin Peng was going crazy, searching everywhere with an expression as if he had lost his wife, leaving the relatives from Linchuan who had just returned from dinner looking confused.
"Pengpeng, what are you looking for?"
"Looking for the belt."
"Hey, a belt, I'll look for it later. Come and talk to your aunt, we'll be leaving soon."
"Aunt, that belt belongs to Uncle Jiang, it costs 30,000 yuan!"
Hearing this, the relatives in Linchuan looked at each other, and it took them a while to react. They thought, are you crazy? A belt for 30,000 yuan? How can our relatives have such a family? Uncle Jiang? Jiang Zhenghong's family? Lin Peng was so anxious that he continued to search without explaining. As a result, he found that the belt was held in the hands of a child, swinging it.
“…”
Five minutes later, Lin Peng came downstairs with the belt, but it was not just him who came to deliver the belt, but also all the relatives in Linchuan.
Before coming, they had carefully looked at the 30,000 yuan belt, and also wanted to take a closer look at what kind of waist it was. As a result, as soon as they went out, they saw a family of three sitting in an Audi, and their mood suddenly became very complicated.
Rich relatives will not hope that their poor relatives will get better and better, because after a long period of contact, a targeted sense of superiority has been developed. Simply put, these relatives in Linchuan have become accustomed to showing off to their relatives in Jeju.
But it was not until Lin Peng's wedding banquet that they realized that the little bit of superiority they had was actually nothing. This feeling of being smothered in the face was really suffocating.
"Zhenghong, don't be in such a hurry to go back, okay? Come to my house and have some tea before you leave!"
"Yes, Youqin, I haven't seen you for so many years. I haven't had time to say a word to you yet."
"Cousin, don't leave today. Come to my house and stay. I remember when we lived in the village, you loved the chicken and mushroom stew I made the most!"
"Youqin..."
"Masahiro..."
"Jiang Qin, your aunt held you in her arms when you were a child, why don't you say hello to her?"
Looking at the Linchuan relatives who suddenly became extremely friendly, Jiang Qinxin finished speaking, this year's New Year's Day, the house must be like a big market.
You can tell from the situation that when you first enter the door, these people are all indifferent. Even when my parents take the initiative to say hello, they just raise their eyelids.
Now, I feel like crawling under my own car.
I found that everyone complained that my last chapter was too stuck and scolded me. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep all night. I rushed to write one. The main point was to correct any mistakes. Now my mind is confused and I'm too sleepy. I can't hold on any longer. I'm going to take a nap. I guess I won't wake up until the afternoon. Please forgive me. I didn't deliberately slow down in the last chapter. I really just wrote that part. Finally, I shamelessly ask for your monthly vote.
(End of this chapter)
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