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Volume 7: Showing Love Everywhere Chapter 49: Not bad! Not bad?

Chapter 49: Not bad! Not bad?

A Mercedes-Benz SLR 722 Edition coupe was speeding on the highway from the airport to Beijing. Rows of trees, buildings, and fields flashed past the car window. The owner had no time to look at the scenery. His mind had already flown to the wedding scene at Feilong Hotel in Beijing! "I didn't let you drive here by yourself, but you insisted on showing off. You came out to pick me up, but you were still thinking about the bride and drove the car like flying. What are you doing?" The driver was the groom, Tu Xiong, and in the back seat sat Zhao Jianhui, who had just flown back from Xijiang Province to attend Tu Xiong's wedding.

He was not worried about Tu Xiong's driving skills, but seeing this Mercedes-Benz coupe with a displacement of 5.5 liters and an enhanced supercharger, with a maximum horsepower of 460 kilowatts (626 horses) and a maximum torque of 780 Newtons, accelerating from 0 to 100 kilometers in just 3.8 seconds, reaching 200 kilometers per hour in just 10.6 seconds, and a maximum speed of 334 kilometers per hour, being driven by Tu Xiong like a flowing cloud, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel angry.

"I have money to burn." He spent more than 10 million yuan on this car. What can't he do with so much money?

"Hehe, if you are itching to drive, I will lend it to you for two hours after I enter the bridal chamber tonight..." Hearing Zhao Jianhui muttering in a low voice, Tu Xiong didn't care at all: "You don't know, the feeling of controlling this car is more enjoyable than when I drove a tank back then. Hey, do you want to try it now?"

Zhao Jianhui snorted from his nose, expressing his disdain. Tu Xiong laughed: "If the car hadn't arrived yesterday, do you think I would have come out to pick you up? Bah, no matter how high your position is, I won't be willing to be your driver..."

The 30 years of reform and opening up are also the 30 years of changes and increasingly luxurious development of domestic weddings. According to some older people's recollections, the "three major items" of watches, bicycles, and sewing machines in the 1970s were already "luxurious" enough.  In the 1980s, weddings became more and more grand, but renting two wedding cars cost less than 100 yuan, and wedding banquets cost dozens of yuan per table. With cameras, TVs, tape recorders and other trivial wedding expenses, 3,000 yuan or so should be enough to buy a decent wedding; in the late 1990s, wedding banquet expenses began to rise, and weddings costing tens of thousands of yuan were common, and wedding photos have also entered the public's field of vision and become a must-consume wedding fashion; since 2000, housing has become the heaviest marriage burden for young people, and hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of expenses have gradually become the "happiness cost" that newlyweds must face.

Driven by the interweaving of social fashion and personal vanity, traditional mentality and interest demands, many young people have to sigh: "It's so difficult to get married!"...

When Zhao Jianhui got married, he didn't have to worry about anything, and he didn't know how much money he spent. Then again, no matter how much money you have, you can't have a wedding as good as his. Not to mention the nine giants all present, even if you have the golden shoulder badges, you have money but nowhere to invite them.

However, when the car arrived at the door of Feilong Hotel, Zhao Jianhui saw what extravagance and waste meant, and what it meant to be poor and suddenly rich.

From the roadside to the three-story rainbow door at the entrance of the hotel, it was surrounded by flowers and colorful flags, and the golden lion and elephant, which were as tall as a floor, squatted beside the door, majestic and auspicious. From the parking lot to the nightclub gate, there are ribbons and balloons everywhere. The entire Feilong Hotel's street-facing wall is covered with congratulatory couplets made of colorful silk ribbons. Some say: "Congratulations to Tu Xiong and Liao Xiaoqing on their wedding" and some say: "Congratulations to Tu Xiong and Liao Xiaoqing on their wedding, and may they have a son soon." The hotel is made to look like an opening ceremony.

The most annoying thing is that there are two rows of burly men in black suits standing next to the gate. Each of them has a half-inch haircut and their eyes are wide open. Those who know that this is a welcoming guard of honor, and those who don't know think it's a gangster's business.

"How is it? Although my wedding can't be as grand as yours, this scene is also a bit grand, right?" Tu Xiong said to Zhao Jianhui with a smile while leading him inside.

"It's more than just a bit of grand, it's simply extremely grand." Zhao Jianhui said indifferently. Suddenly, several people rushed out of the door and hugged Zhao Jianhui: "Boss, you are finally back. We arrived yesterday and wanted to get drunk with you, but you are not here. We missed you so much..."

"Damn, you guys only know how to say nice things, but you don't know how to pay attention to the impact? I am not a mountain..." Seeing Ma Gewen, Gao Xiangbing, Chen Zhili, Guo Tao, Ma Hongchen, Liu Cheng, Ding Ding, Guo Gang, Wu Xiangui, Guo Peng and other old comrades, Zhao Jianhui was still very excited, and the swear words that he had not said for a long time burst out.

Everyone laughed and surrounded Zhao Jianhui and walked into the hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wei Mingyu wearing a military uniform, carrying two bars and three on his shoulders, standing in the door and smiling at Zhao Jianhui. Behind him, there was a short and pretty girl who was wearing a military uniform and carrying the rank of major on her shoulders.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui's eyes looking at him, Wei Mingyu took a step forward and saluted: "Hello, Chief." Zhao Jianhui walked up to him with a smile and punched him on the shoulder: "You are so sweet, are you promoted again?"

"Hey, I can't push you out no matter how much I get promoted. It's only been a few years and you've become a deputy?" Tu Xiong said from behind: "Old Wei, aren't you looking for trouble yourself? Are you comparing yourself to him? There is such a freak among more than one billion people in the country. Anyone who compares with him is uncomfortable. "

"Okay, you're already a colonel. Which unit are you in now?" Zhao Jianhui smiled and asked Wei Mingyu.

"Still in the Yellow Sea, now he is the deputy chief of staff of the Marine Corps." Wei Mingyu said with a smile. Zhao Jianhui looked at the comrades beside him, suddenly smiled and said: "Most of them are single, Lao Wei, are you married? I don't remember hearing you say that?"

Wei Mingyu turned his head and glanced behind him sheepishly: "Xiaolei, let me introduce you..." Then he turned back to Zhao Jianhui and smiled: "My girlfriend Lin Xiaolei,...this is what I told you. That old comrade Zhao Jianhui..."

Lin Xiaolei may also know Zhao Jianhui's identity. After hearing Wei Mingyu's introduction, she stood at attention and saluted, and also imitated Wei Mingyu's address of chief.

"Haha, I guess that's what happened to you. Lin Xiaolei, right? Don't yell like Wei Mingyu, what kind of leader am I? Just call me Brother Zhao." Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, Wei Mingyu frowned and said: "Hey, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Who is the older of us? We have been arguing about this for a long time. Today we have to make it clear."

Zhao Jianhui chuckled: "Explain clearly? What are you talking about? My son is already two years old and you are not married yet. Who do you think is the eldest brother among us?"

Lin Xiaolei kept staring at Zhao Jianhui with her beautiful eyes. She heard Wei Mingyu tell her that this comrade was already a deputy minister at a young age. This time a comrade-in-arms got married. She had begged Wei Mingyu for a long time before he agreed to bring her here. She just wanted to see what the legendary comrade-in-arms Wei Mingyu was like. After looking at it this way, I felt that Zhao Jianhui was just a nose and two eyes. Apart from his appearance, which was a bit harmful to the country and the people, there was nothing surprising about him.

But seeing that Zhao Jianhui always seemed to have such an easy-going smile on his face, and he always looked calm no matter who he was talking to, Lin Xiaolei couldn't help but smile softly in her heart. I don't know how this man was able to impress Wei Mingyu, who had always been unruly. Every time I mentioned him, I admired him so much. However, this person seems to be a little too deep and far from being as broad-minded as I imagined. Maybe people who can become high officials are like this, right?

"Oh, I'm just messing around with you. Old Wei has brought his fiancée here for the wedding banquet, and my wife and kids haven't come yet. Tu Xiong, lend me your precious car for a while, and I'll bring Long Lingyun... "

"Hey, I want to take the opportunity to drive my car, but I'm afraid you won't have the chance." Tu Xiong winked at Zhao Jianhui and said cheerfully.

"Why?" Zhao Jianhui asked puzzledly.

"Hehe... With a relationship like ours, how can my brother-in-law not come to the wedding banquet when we get married? Don't worry, I've already notified your eldest wife and your little wife." Tu Xiong lowered his voice and moved his mouth closer. Zhao Jianhui said in his ear.

"What? What are you doing? Isn't this going to cause chaos?" Zhao Jianhui couldn't help being shocked: "Just take Long Lingyun and her son over, you..." Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, he heard a person behind him coquettishly. He laughed and said: "When you think about it, I won't be able to drink this wedding banquet..." Following this sweet laugh, a child's tender voice came over: "Dad..."

Zhao Jianhui turned around and saw Long Lingyun holding Xiao Longlong's hand, accompanied by women such as Xu Manli, Wu Fengjiao, You Xiaoran, Yuan Yiyi, Jin Yuanyuan, Mei Lin, walking towards him looking charming and angry.

Zhao Jianhui quickly picked up his son and said with a smile: "Dad was just talking about picking you and mom up, and my precious son has already arrived. Longlong, do you miss dad?"

In fact, seeing Xu Manli, Yuan Yiyi and You Xiaoran all following Long Lingyun, especially the two girls Jin Yuanyuan and Mei Lin also came with them, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and said in his heart: Well, Yuan Yiyi took the bullet for herself, which was what Long Lingyun had acquiesced to. Xu Manli and You Xiaoran met Long Lingyun during an outing that year, so they didn't let their wife have any other ideas. If Ye Qiuyu also comes with the child, Xiao Lele and Xiao Longlong will fight to call daddy, and the matter will become lively.

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