"Sister-in-law, did you also hold a thank-you reception when you got married? It was so complicated!" The bride He Jiayuan said a little tiredly after entertaining the guests at the banquet.
"Can you still hold on? When I married your eldest brother, we were already a little further along in the pregnancy. You're experiencing sleepiness during pregnancy, which is normal.
When I was pregnant with Sheng Yi and Sheng Wei, it was fine at first, but after 3 months I had severe morning sickness.
You can go to the guest room to rest and there will be a thank-you reception in the evening.
Not everyone can get an invitation to this cocktail party. The family business is big and he has many friends from all walks of life, especially in the defense business. Every time the old man holds a cocktail party, it is actually the climax of defense business negotiations and signings.
At the evening reception, my father-in-law will probably come on stage and sing a song for you guys." Guo Huiru said as she sorted out He Jiayuan's newly changed dragon and phoenix bridal gown.
At this time, the groom Zhenbei and the two best men, Osa and Odin, had also seen off the last wave of guests at the banquet, and the three brothers all looked tired.
Odin, the youngest, said with a look of relief, as if he had just finished a battle: "It's finally over! Getting married is so tiring!"
"Aren't minors full of energy? Why are you tired? Brother, think about it this way. What if a big order comes to you during the cocktail party tonight?" Zhenbei said jokingly.
"Come on, second brother, don't you think the two families in the Black Sea have entered a stalemate?" Osa said as he opened the men's locker room for his second brother.
"Third brother, go back to the room and tell me where is Lao Wu Zhenxi?" Zhenbei asked.
"He's surrounded by a bunch of his cousins from my grandfather's family. Isn't Weiyi trying to fish him out? Look over there," Osa said, pointing to a group of people near the window of the pumpboat.
"Aunt Xie, you really only care about food and not about punishment!" Zhenbei said in a low voice while watching the situation.
"Well, forget about thanking Auntie. Weiyi's e-commerce business in the Middle East is very successful. As for Zhenxi, it might be subjected to Dad's wet whip." Osa said with a sigh.
"Brother San, what's going on? Tell me!" Odin has been studying at school and has not been back to China much in the past six months except for necessary social events, so he doesn't know much about it.
"This guy is a man who listens to his mother. He transferred a rare mineral field in Bolivia to the Xie family, but fortunately it was rejected by the headquarters.
We don't have much of the minerals ourselves. It was you, my second brother, who negotiated the deal. It's like the son selling his father's land." Osa didn't say much.
"If Lao Wu Zhenxi operates this way, Huasheng might separate the mining sector." Zhenbei yawned and said...
In the private room on the second floor, Xiao Zhen was accompanying his uncle Liu Jun and uncle Niu Wenxi. Holding a teapot, he looked at Zhenxi who was surrounded downstairs. With fire in his eyes, he couldn't bear to watch this stupid son of a landlord any more.
He called Feng Yi, who was standing nearby, and said, "Send that idiot downstairs back to Deep Water Bay. He and his mother won't have to attend the cocktail party tonight."
"Academician, should you give it some more thought?" Feng Yi reminded him.
"If we keep giving him the Washington Vale North America company like this, it will be completely drained by these insignificant relatives. After the cocktail party tonight, this idiot doesn't need to go to South America. I'll send him to be a soldier. He's a bit clueless anyway, so let Weiyi take care of the money allocated to him!" Xiao Zhen said dejectedly.
"Academician, please calm down first. I'll go and send Zhenxi back to Deep Water Bay!" Feng Yi said hurriedly.
"Well, go ahead. Uncle Liu and Uncle Vinci made a fool of themselves." Xiao Zhen turned around and said with a wry smile.
"The child is still young. You are putting too much pressure on him. Not every child is as talented as Zhenbei and Osa." Niu Wenxi persuaded...
As the sweet aroma of ginger milk wafted from the kitchen of the Taipingshan cocktail party, the concierge manager was wiping the gilded invitations one by one with white gloves.
The new intern stood on tiptoe, looking at the only twenty invitations on the tray, and couldn't help muttering, "Manager Wang, didn't the Xiao family book the entire banquet hall? Why are there only so few..."
"Do you think these are flyers for a wedding expo?" Manager Wang tapped the intern's hand with the edge of a silver tray. "We used thirty flyers for the 1997 Handover Dinner, reduced to fifteen during the 2008 financial crisis, and last year, the British consul spent three months begging for one more." He pointed to the dark pattern on the edge of the invitation. "See that wavy pattern? It's the shape of the sea of clouds on Victoria Peak. It's the anti-counterfeiting mark that Mr. Xiao designed himself."
In the west corridor of the banquet hall, waiter Xiaolin was caught in a dilemma, carrying spare tableware. Two ladies in Xiangyunsha cheongsams were whispering in a corner, and half of the gold-stamped invitation card was visible from one of them's crocodile leather handbags.
"Our Mr. Zhou had to use four connections to get the electronic draft," the round-faced lady said, lowering her voice. "The jar of Phoenix Dancong tea that he gave as a return invitation alone is worth six months' worth of my daughter's piano lessons."
"It's more than just tea." The woman with the almond-shaped eyes tapped her handbag with her pearly nails. "Last year, Mrs. Chan received the invitation but didn't attend. She auctioned the gilded envelope for 150,000 and donated it to the Po Leung Kuk." She suddenly fell silent, gazing at the hem of a dark gray Tang suit glimpsed at the end of the corridor. A bright smile immediately appeared. "Mr. Xiao looks so smart in that suit today. Was it the work of the master craftsman from Shanghai's Dragon and Phoenix?"
At this moment, in the logistics channel, the boss of the transportation company, Lao Liang, was watching the workers moving the ice sculptures.
Touching the Xiao family crest embossed on the walnut gift box, he gestured to the transport team leader, "Easy! These return gift boxes are enough to buy two parking spaces in Kwun Tong."
Suddenly, I caught sight of a defective spare invitation letter at the bottom of the box, and quickly took out a handkerchief, wrapped it up, and put it in my inner pocket. Last month, a pawnshop owner in Macau offered a six-figure price for a defective one with the family crest.
There was a sudden commotion at the main entrance of the banquet hall. Feng Yi, who was in charge of the check-in counter, frowned at the panting fat man in front of him and said, "Mr. Zhang, the QR code on your electronic invitation has been photoshopped." He pointed to the red warning on the scanner.
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