The president is dying every day

Meng Chun and Zhong Nian's wedding is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, retaining the customs of Chinese weddings, and incorporating the simplicity of Western weddings.

Ren Chuan was Meng Chun's best man, and Jiang Huan was Zhong Nian's best man.

At this moment, they are no longer lovers who love each other, but class enemies.

Jiang Huan yelled, "Don't you want to take Nian Nian away from us!"

Ren Chuan was not convinced, "What's wrong with our Chunchun! If you have an opinion, just speak up!"

The two of them stared at each other, blowing their feathers like two fighting cocks, and when their eyes met, they ignited like lasers.

Zhong Nian has something to say, "That..."

Jiang Huan turned his head to attack him, "You have no business in shutting up!"

Meng Chun also wanted to speak, "That..."

Ren Chuan interrupted him when he opened his mouth, "You have no business in shutting up!"

Zhong Nian: "..."

Meng Chun: "..."

Who the hell is getting married!

Ren Chuan directly dragged Meng Chun away, "Before the wedding, the two parties cannot meet!"

Jiang Huan also took Zhong Nian away, "You still have one hundred and one dresses to try on!"

Zhong Nian and Meng Chun are like Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, White Snake and Xu Xian, they all stretched out their hands to each other, and shouted with tears in their eyes, "No—!"

Ren Chuan and Jiang Huan ruthlessly separated them, shouting at the same time, "Deduct your salary!"

Zhong Nian's attitude changed immediately, "Okay."

Meng Chun also immediately changed his words, "Be nice."

Zhong Nian invited several executives and assistants of the company, and Jiang Huan gathered everyone together for a meeting to discuss how to arrange the hotel, set up checkpoints, and try his best to prevent Meng Chun's best man team from snatching the groom.

The little brother in the design department modeled on the spot, the hotel lobby can no longer be called a hotel, and many checkpoints have been set up, and the tiger stool pepper water is all arranged, and the whole is a criminal department.

Zhong Nian has something to say, "That..."

Jiang Huan pressed him down, "Don't worry, Meng Chun will marry you if he wants to easily!"

Zhong Nianxin said to his mother, what kind of marriage is there for me, "There is no need..."

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Huan raised his voice, "All the attacks are from the dog man! You must not believe the nonsense of the dog man!"

Everyone in the conference room looked at Jiang Huan, with a little surprise in their eyes, as if they had something to say, "..."

Jiang Huan proudly raised his tail, "Of course. Except me."

He picked up a pen and scribbled on the whiteboard, "Let's explain our opponents. Based on my knowledge of Incheon, their tactics must be unusual..."

At the same time, in another hotel conference room.

Standing in front of the whiteboard, Ren Chuan showed his schematic diagram to the company employees, "Based on what I know about Jiang Huan, it must not be that easy to enter the hotel lobby..."

The employees are all holding notebooks and taking notes seriously. They look like a group of high school students who are writing hard.

Meng Chun was tied to the chair in the middle, his hands and feet were tightly bound, cutting off all possibility of escape, and it was written all over his face that he had nothing to love.

When he heard that Ren Chuan proposed to get an AK47 and arrange chemical explosives on the spot, he couldn't help saying, "Mr. Ren, I'm getting married, and Zhong Nian loves me very much, there's no need..."

"I know!" Ren Chuan raised his voice, "All feelings are scheming feelings! You must never believe the nonsense of scheming feelings!"

The employees who recorded the president's quotations paused their pens, looked at Ren Chuan with a little surprise, and seemed to have something to say, "..."

Ren Chuan smiled at everyone, "Of course, except me."

On the day of the wedding, due to Zhong Nian's lack of cooperation and his constant desire to escape by jumping out of the window, Jiang Huan instructed a group of employees to handcuff him to the bedside. Opportunity.

Zhong Nian struggled and shook the handcuffs, "Damn! Why do I go to the toilet!"

The door of the room opened, and a pack of diapers was thrown in front of him.

Zhong Nian: "..."

At ten o'clock in the morning, Meng Chun's wedding car drove up from afar, and the employee who was assigned to the window to watch the wind put on binoculars and shouted loudly, "Come here!"

Sitting in the room, Jiang Huan held the walkie-talkie in his hand, "One, two, three are ready!"

Meng Chun led the best man team and walked ahead. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Ren Chuan called to stop urgently, "Stop!"

He picked up the walkie-talkie, "No. [-] stepped forward to check."

The employee wearing the "No. [-]" name tag on his chest stepped forward to check, knocked on the under the carpet, the door frame, and the floor tiles to check, and confirmed that it was correct, "Safe!"

Ren Chuan made the next instruction, "Go forward."

At the same time, Jiang Huan picked up the walkie-talkie, "The enemy has relaxed their security vigilance, on the first, second, and third—!"

The elevator door opened suddenly, and three masked thugs rushed out, holding colored paint bottles in their hands. They aimed at the groomsmen and sprayed fiercely, and all kinds of colors exploded all at once.

Jiang Huan smiled triumphantly, "No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], retreat!"

The three masked thugs ran away before they could be beaten.

Meng Chun's groomsmen were all dead, and they looked at each other, but they hadn't recovered yet.

Ren Chuan stabilized the overall situation, "Don't panic! Our ultimate goal is to grab the groom!"

He waved, "Get out our weapons!"

Everyone in the best man group reached for the gun holster on their thighs, pulled out a paintball gun from it, and in an instant, the murderous look came out.

Ren Chuan was very satisfied with the morale, waved his hand, "Come on!"

As soon as the elevator door opened, they rushed out in a blur, but with a snap, they were tripped by the stumbling rope under their feet.

Jiang Huan turned to the walkie-talkie, "The enemy has been recruited! No. [-], No. [-], No. [-]! Get on—!"

Three masked thugs rushed out again, holding inflatable hammers in their hands, aimed at the groomsmen group and beat them fiercely, smashing people's eyes with gold stars.

Ren Chuan shouted, "Come on—!"

The groomsmen charged forward with their guns in hand, and the paintballs flew all over the sky for a while, but the three thugs had run away without a trace.

Before leaving, they yelled, "If you have the skills, go find someone!"

Ren Chuan jumped on his feet and shouted, "We have the most vicious police dogs in the world!"

He waved his hand, "Go to Bond!"

The employee following him opened the cage in his hand, and took out a milky puppy from inside, wagging its tail and looking at everyone.

Ren Chuan touched the dog's head, "Bond, it's all up to you now!"

Meng Chun took out a piece of fabric from Zhong Nian's body from his pocket, and put it close to Bond's nose.

Bond sniffed and sniffed, then sneezed violently.

It staggered ahead, fell down on its own before taking two steps, got up tremblingly, and continued to move forward.

Finally, Bond stopped in front of a door.

"Go!" Ren Chuan pointed to the door, "Take our tools!"

The employees showed a set of professional-level lockpicking tools, studied the door lock for a long time, and finally picked up the jigsaw and started sawing the door bit by bit.

Ren Chuan was almost pissed off by them. He stepped forward and aimed at the door and kicked it up. With a bang, a layer of wall was shaken off. He kicked two more times, and the door collapsed.

They rushed in, but Zhong Nian was not inside, instead they grabbed Jiang Huan from inside and held him down!

Ren Chuan threatened Jiang Huan, "Say! Where is Zhong Nian!"

Jiang Huan held his neck and refused to say, "If you want to be widowed, just say so! Ask less and ask for more."

Ren Chuan really couldn't do anything to him. After thinking about it, he shouted, "Don't go to my bed for three months!"

Jiang Huan trembled all over, but still insisted on his principles, "I just won't say anything!"

"Four months!"

"Do not say!"

"Five months!"

"Do not say!"

"Six months!"

……

Bond staggered, passed through the crowd and came to another door. He yelled twice, "Wow!"

Meng Chun grabbed the doorknob and shook it twice, but found that it couldn't be opened, so he turned around and asked, "Where's the key?"

Ren Chuan threatened Jiang Huan, "Say! Where is the key!"

Jiang Huan stiffened his neck, "You don't want to get the key from me!"

Ren Chuan immediately took off his pants, "Search for me!"

Jiang Huan struggled, blushing and yelling thickly, "Fuck! You take off your husband's pants in public!"

"Where is the husband and wife divided on the battlefield!" Ren Chuan shouted, "Even if you call me dad, I won't stop!"

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, and the photographers following the shooting didn't know who to shoot for a while.

Ren Chuan found the key from Jiang Huan's underwear and successfully opened the door. The door was pushed open, and Zhong Nian fell on the bed dying, with his wrists handcuffed to the head of the bed.

"Wife!" Meng Chun was shocked, "What's wrong with you, wife!"

Ren Chuan kicked Jiang Huan violently, "You are so vicious! You even handcuffed people!"

Meng Chun turned around, "Where's the key to the handcuffs?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan put on his underwear, reached out to touch the pocket of his trousers, but found nothing, "Uh..."

Ren Chuan pressed him, "Where's the key?"

Jiang Huan crouched down slowly with his head in his arms, "Don't slap your face..."

The key to the handcuffs disappeared, and the quality of the handcuffs was good. In desperation, I could only study how to dismantle the headboard of the bed, and saw off the iron bedside railing with a saw. Only then did I return Zhong Nian's freedom .

On the lawn, when taking the oath in front of the priest, Zhong Nian still had a piece of the bedside railing on his left wrist, so he kissed awkwardly in front of relatives and friends.

The breeze is gentle, and the sun is just right.

The two couples looked at each other and were about to exchange rings.

Zhong Nian lifted up his handcuffed left hand with great effort and handed it to Meng Chun, the section of bedside railing dangled between the two of them.

Putting on the ring, the photographer pointed the camera at the couple and clicked.

What shone brighter than the wedding ring was the metal bedside rail.

Ren Chuan and Jiang Huan sat in the front row, looking at their assistant with great relief. Their hands were clasped together, and they couldn't help sighing together, "What a beautiful wedding!"