The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

  Chapter 510 573: Big guys gather!

  Zhao Zijun is stupid.

   He never thought that Song Wei was such a big boss.

  The taro ball milk tea is already shocking.

   Unexpectedly, she is still S!

  Zhao Zijun swallowed his throat. Next, he didn't understand a word of what the captain Yilong said.

  In fact, the voice of the captain was also trembling. At the end, he said cautiously: "Boss, why don't I transfer the captain's logo to you."

  With a boss like Song Wei around, he still occupies the position of captain, which always feels inappropriate.

  Song Wei smiled faintly, "I have no experience."

  Captain: "." You don't need experience, as long as you have the ability.

   With a boss like Song Wei around, the competition easily entered the top three.

  It's like, children fight around each other, but one parent brings an atomic bomb.

   After the competition.

  Zhang Dazhu chatted excitedly with Song Wei, "Master! Master, so you are so good!"

  He was so excited!

  Song Wei was very calm, "Zhuzi, there may be many similar things in the future, you have to learn to be calm."

  Zhang Dazhu stared wide-eyed, "Master, do you have any other vests?"

   It turns out that my master is a hidden boss!

   Really exciting!

   "Yes." Song Wei didn't hide it.

   "For example, what?" Zhang Dazhu asked.

  Song Wei started counting with her fingers, "Well, Tinglan Russell, Su Wen, Gu Ling, and Gu Ling seem to be that much, right? I don't remember either!"

  Zhang Dazhu thought that the master's vest was from the hacker world.

did not expect.

  All walks of life have.

   Chirp!

   What kind of fairy master is this?

   "Master, you are simply my idol!" Zhang Dazhu continued.

   "What? Wasn't I your idol before?" Song Wei raised her eyebrows slightly.

   "Of course!" Zhang Dazhu said again: "It's just that you are my idol now!"

Song Wei laughed lightly, when Zheng Mei's voice came from the door, she continued: "I don't want to talk anymore, I have something else to do, by the way, I also sent a wedding invitation to your friend, when the time comes, you will come together .”

   "Good master, thank you master! Long live master!"

  Song Wei hung up the phone, walked to the door, "Mom."

   Zheng Mei continued: "Your Aunt Xia gave birth, let's go to the hospital to see her now."

  Hearing this, Song Wei was a little surprised, "So fast?"

  Mrs. Xia is only nine months pregnant.

  Zheng Mei lowered her voice, "I heard that the tire was moving, and there are various voices about the specific reason. Fortunately, the child has landed safely, and it is a boy. You change your clothes, and I will wait for you downstairs."

   What Zheng Mei said was very cryptic.

  It is impossible for Mrs. Xia to move her tires for no reason.

   If you want to say who the whole Xia family doesn't want to see the birth of a child, of course it is Xia Erlan.

  But whether it was her or not, the Xia family did not say clearly.

   "Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly.

   Zheng Mei walked downstairs, Song Wei turned and went back to the room to change clothes.

the other side.

  After Zhang Dazhu hung up the phone, he walked up to Zhao Zijun, with a smirk on his face, he just looked at Zhao Zijun.

  Zhao Zijun only felt cold all over, touched his arm, "Brother Zhu, don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

   "It's right to be afraid," Zhang Dazhu smirked, "Brother Zijun, do you still remember our bet?"

   Zhang Dazhu's voice from brother Zijun made Zhao Zijun's goosebumps rise.

  At the same time, he was very guilty.

What should we do now?

  If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have flirted with Zhang Dazhu.

  Zhang Dazhu continued: "Brother Zijun, weren't you still very arrogant three hours ago?"

  Zhao Zijun looked at Zhang Dazhu, "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, can you stop talking to me in this tone?"

  He was really panicked.

  Zhang Dazhu didn't intend to let him go just like that, and continued: "Brother Zijun, when are you going to live broadcast eating Smelly?"

  Zhao Zijun: "."

   Is it too late to regret now?

   "Brother Zijun, why don't you talk? My brother! If you don't talk, people will feel sorry for you! Brother!" Zhang Dazhu seemed to be the upper body of that snake spirit, making Zhao Zijun sweat coldly.

  Zhao Zijun looked at Zhang Dazhu, "Can you stop talking like that?"

   "No," Zhang Dazhu just looked at Zhao Zijun, "Brother Zijun, this **** must commit crimes today!"

  Zhao Zijun: "Except for eating shit, I will promise you anything!"

Zhang Dazhu smiled all over his face, "No way! Brother Zijun, a gentleman can't be chased after a word. Who was the one who said something bold and ambitious? Whoever repents is a little flower dog! Now who is that little flower dog! ?”

   "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I! I'm Xiaohuagou!" Zhao Zijun said helplessly.

  Zhang Dazhu was very satisfied with Zhao Zijun's answer.

  Zhao Zijun continued: "Brother Zhu, you will be my own brother from now on, bet on that."

   "Let's do this, considering the brotherhood between you and me for many years, it's fine to eat shit, you wash my stinky socks, and then you have to contract my stinky socks for the next year, what do you think?"

   "One year!?" Zhao Zijun stood up directly from the stool, "You are too bullying!"

  Excessive!

  Zhang Dazhu has Hong Kong feet, and the socks smell worse than the stones in the latrine.

  Zhao Zijun never thought that such a day would happen to him.

  Holding my poor self distressedly.

  Zhang Dazhu smiled lightly, "Then you go to live broadcast and eat shit, maybe you will become popular on the Internet! Kill two birds with one stone."

  Zhao Zijun immediately conceded defeat, "Okay! I'll wash it!"

  Zhang Dazhu looked at him and nodded with satisfaction, "Young man, you have a future! Let's start now! It just so happens that I haven't washed my socks for two weeks."

   "Two weeks?" Zhao Zijun's eyes widened.

  The smelly socks that have been piled up for two weeks, must they be the same as septic tanks?

   That taste!

  I can't breathe just thinking about it.

  Zhao Zijun felt that he should prepare a gas mask.

the other side.

  Song Hua changed into a light-colored cheongsam and a woolen coat and came downstairs.

   Zheng Mei had already prepared a gift, and when she saw Song Wei coming down, she smiled and said, "Yanyan, let's go."

  The two assistants behind were carrying the gifts prepared by Zheng Mei.

   A basket of flowers and eggs.

   There are also a pair of small gold bracelets, a set of cotton clothes for the baby, and a red envelope.

  Song Wei nodded slightly, walked up to Zheng Mei, and held her arm, "Mom, let's go."

   Zheng Mei smiled and said, "Yanyan, wait a minute."

  Song Hua paused.

   Zheng Meicong stretched out her hand to arrange Song Wei's hairstyle, and then said with satisfaction: "My daughter is simply the most beautiful in the world."

  Hearing this, Song Hua chuckled.

  Is every mother like this?

  I think my daughter looks like a fairy!

  Song Wei said arrogantly: "My mother is also the most beautiful mother in the world."

   Zheng Mei also laughed.

  The two mother and daughter walked out the door together and got into the car.

  Mrs. Xia is still in the hospital.

  The VIP inpatient department is on the fifth floor.

  When Zheng Mei arrived with Song Wei, Mr. Xia had just sent his younger brother away.

  Seeing Zheng Mei bringing Song Hua over, Mr. Xia immediately greeted him, "Mrs. Song, Miss Song is here."

   "Hello, Uncle Xia." Song Wei called out politely.

  Mr. Xia smiled and said, "Please come inside."

   Zheng Mei asked with a smile: "Is the child and the child's mother okay?"

  When mentioning his wife and children, Mr. Xia’s face was full of smiles, and he felt younger than several years. His face was radiant, "Okay, everything is fine!"

  Mr. Xia is really happy that a middle-aged man can still hold a big fat son.

   Zheng Mei took Song Hua to the ward.

  Mrs. Xia was lying on the hospital bed, she was very happy to see Zheng Mei, "Ah Mei."

   "Shuang Shuang." Zheng Mei walked over with a smile.

  Shuangshuang is Mrs. Xia's nickname.

   It had been years since anyone had called her that.

  Hearing the familiar nickname again at this time, Mrs. Xia couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

  Song Wei also followed behind and called, "Aunt Xia."

  Mrs. Xia nodded, "Yan Yan."

   Zheng Mei waved to Song Wei, "Yan Yan, come and see your little brother."

  Song Hua walked over with a smile.

  The infant child is sleeping with his eyes closed, and no one can be seen between his eyebrows, but Zheng Mei feels that the child looks like Mr. Xia.

   "Look, does our baby look like Dad? It's really too similar!"

  Zheng Mei looked at Song Wei again, "Yan Yan, come and see if my younger brother looks like your Uncle Xia?"

  Song Wei smiled and said, "Like, it was carved out of the same mold as Uncle Xia."

  Hearing this, Mrs. Xia smiled and said, "I thought I was the only one who thought these two men looked alike! I didn't expect you to think so too!"

   Zheng Mei held Mrs. Xia's hand, "Did you suffer a lot to give birth to this little guy, Shuang Shuang?"

  Mrs. Xia shook her head, "No, this is my happiest time."

  For the arrival of this new life, no matter how much hard work she has to put in, she still thinks it is sweet.

   Zheng Mei smiled, looked around the ward, and continued, "Where's your Erlan?"

  Why isn't Xia Erlan here at this time?

   Are the rumors true?

  When Xia Erlan was mentioned, Mrs. Xia's eyes dimmed a little.

  Because of this daughter.

   Almost killed her twice.

  After a while, Mrs. Xia sighed softly, "If it wasn't for her, how could I have been born prematurely?"

   Zheng Mei was also taken aback, "So, those rumors outside are all true?"

  Mrs. Xia had a helpless smile on her face, "There is no wave without wind."

  If it is not true, why are there so many rumors?

At this point, Mrs. Xia paused, and then said: "I'm not afraid of making fun of you if I say it out loud. Erlan's child is completely hopeless. I asked her father to send her back to her hometown. Let her calm down in her hometown for a while." , Her father and I don't want to see her for the time being."

  Mrs. Xia also thought about calling the police.

  But thinking about it carefully, Xia Erlan is her own daughter no matter what.

  She couldn't bear it.

  Zheng Mei sighed, and patted Mrs. Xia's hand, "It's all over, don't think so much. You still have a baby now! By the way, what's the baby's name?"

   Regarding the name, Mrs. Xia told Zheng Mei once last time, but it was too long, and Zheng Mei had forgotten it.

   Mrs. Xia continued, "It's called Xia Zhien."

Speaking of this, she added: "Originally, I planned to call him Xia Zhien, but our old man said that Zhien is a bit like a girl's name, so we changed Zhinzhi into Zhiqizhi, hoping that this child will be a good name in the future." Ambitious people."

   There is an old saying that the poor and the poor cannot last three generations, and the rich cannot last three generations.

  In fact, family background is not important, the most important thing is for the child to strive for success.

   Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Zhi En is a good boy with great achievements at first glance, you two just wait to enjoy his happiness!"

  Hearing this, Mrs. Xia also laughed very happily.

  As a mother, who doesn’t want their children to have a good future?

   After chatting for a while, Mrs. Xia seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "By the way, Amei, I heard that your Yanyan is going to prepare for a wedding recently. Is this true?"

   Regarding this matter, Mrs. Xia also heard from hearsay. After all, the Song family hadn't spoken out, so she wasn't sure.

   Zheng Mei nodded slightly, "It's true, the wedding is scheduled for the sixteenth of this month."

  Mrs. Xia was very surprised, "Number 16?"

   And it's still this month!

"Yes."

   Mrs. Xia continued: "Based on this calculation, there are only a few days left!"

   Zheng Mei’s smile remained undiminished, “Well, it’s only five or six days if you’re full of fights.”

  Thinking that six days later, Yu Tingzhi will come to pick up her sweetheart, Zheng Mei feels very uncomfortable.

   Mrs. Xia took Zheng Mei's hand, "Amei, if I were you, I would never be willing to marry such a good daughter!"

   Moreover, the other party is still a trash with a bad reputation.

   I don't know what Zheng Mei thinks.

  If she were Zheng Mei, she would never agree to this marriage.

Although Zheng Mei was also very reluctant in her heart, she still didn't show any discomfort on her face, and said with a smile: "When the child grows up, she will always get married and have children. I can't tie her by my side forever. As a mother, I just hope that Yanyan will be happy in the future."

  Mrs. Xia sighed in her heart.

   Zheng Mei hopes that Song Hua will be happy.

   Marrying a waste, the family is wrong, can you be happy?

  Although she thought so in her heart, Mrs. Xia didn't say much.

   After all, it is someone else's family business.

  It's not good for her to intervene too much.

  Besides, Zheng Mei is not a fool, and Song Hua is her own daughter, so she should be able to think of it.

   Stayed in the hospital until the afternoon before the mother and daughter were ready to go back.

  Song Wei looked at Zheng Mei, and suggested: "Mom, it's so late anyway, why don't we go to the food street? Eat something by the way?"

   "Okay." Zheng Mei nodded.

  In the past, Zheng Mei didn't like to eat those messy things outside, but under the influence of Song Wei, she not only didn't dislike it, but liked the taste.

  Mother and daughter walked arm in arm through the food street, like two sisters.

  In the days that followed, apart from waiting to get married, Song Hua just played around with Zheng Mei.

  As for the layout of the home, Song Xiuwei, the old father, contracted it all by himself. He hired a famous wedding planning team, and his old father personally supervised the work.

  Time is fast.

   In the blink of an eye, it is January 13th.

  Three days before the wedding.

   It is also strange to say that the capital city has been cloudy and rainy for the past few days, but since the 13th, the sky has been clear.

These days.

  Unseen by everyone, countless bigwigs poured into the capital.

  There are also significantly more private jets and helicopters overhead.

  This phenomenon has caused a lot of discussion in various forums.

  【Have you noticed that there are many more helicopters in Jiangcheng and Beijing recently? 】

  【More than just a helicopter! There are also many more private jets! Usually I can see three or four planes during my lunch break, but since the day before yesterday I have seen more than a dozen planes every day! 】

  【Didn't you find that there are a lot more law enforcement officers on the street these days? 】

  【Don’t you all go online? It is said that Mr. Xian Ting will hold a wedding on the 16th of this month, so all the friends who came must be friends of Mr. Xian Ting! 】

  【The boss’ friend is also a boss! So it's normal to have too many planes! 】

  【.】

  Yu's old house is still very quiet.

  Yang Zixuan looked at Yu Tingzhi, "My third son, it's your wedding soon, why didn't any of your powerful friends come?"

  Hearing this, Fang Minghui frowned slightly, and directly interrupted Yang Zixuan, "It's not the end yet! Why are you in a hurry!"

  Yang Zixuan doesn't know what's going on?

  Some people's lies can no longer be covered up!

   "Mom, are you overjoyed and confused? Today is already the thirteenth, and the wedding date is only three days away. The friends of the third child live far away, so they must come early!"

  Zheng Yuerong nodded in agreement, "Sister-in-law is right, third child, you are the host, you have to make arrangements in advance."

  Yu Tingzhi raised his head slightly, and just looked at Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong, "I will take care of my own affairs, so I won't bother my sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to worry about it."

  After saying this, Yu Tingzhi turned his head to look at Fang Minghui, his thin lips parted slightly, "Mom, I still have something to do."

   As the wedding was approaching, Fang Minghui knew that Yu Tingzhi had a lot of things to do, so she nodded immediately, "Well, go out quickly! If you are too busy, remember to tell your parents."

"OK."

  Yu Tingzhi stood up and walked out the door.

  Looking at Yu Tingzhi's back, Yang Zixuan explained to Zheng Yuerong with a cold snort.

  What to put on!

  No matter how well it is installed, it is just a piece of trash.

   It will be the 16th soon, let's see how this trash ends up then.

  Thinking of this, Yang Zixuan explained to Zheng Yuerong with a cold snort.

  Yu Tingzhi came to My Love City, and the place has basically been set up. Dikara walked up to Yu Tingzhi, handed him a piece of red paper respectfully, and then said, "Sir, this is the wedding process, please take a look."

  Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi stretched out his hand to take it.

  In the eyes of outsiders, Dikara is an unattainable internationally renowned Boeing host, and beside Yu Tingzhi, he is just a wedding host plus one of the planners.

   After a while, Dikara then asked: "Sir, is there anything else that needs to be changed?"

  Yu Tingzhi closed the paper, "No more."

   Dikara continued: "The normal process before the wedding is that you and the bride and the bride's family rehearse two times in advance. Look, when will the rehearsal be arranged?"

  After all, everyone is getting married for the first time.

   Mistakes are bound to happen.

  Yu Tingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his deep phoenix eyes were dark, and his tone was extremely light, "My wedding with her doesn't need a rehearsal."

she.

who is she?

   Dikra was very curious.

  Under normal circumstances, there will definitely be a lot of photos of the bride at the wedding scene.

  But because the two are a Chinese wedding.

  Therefore, there are no photos of the bride at the wedding scene.

   "Sir." The assistant came in from the door.

"Say."

  The assistant continued: "Mr. Alder and Mr. Martin have arrived in Jiangcheng."

   Speaking of this, the assistant paused and said: "Prince Kenny has also arrived. Also, the leader of country R, ​​Mr. Huston and his wife, and the prime minister of the desert country have also arrived."

  Yu Tingzhi remained expressionless, "I will visit them one by one later."

  In normal times, even if these people came, they might not be able to see Yu Tingzhi's face.

  But this time is different.

  This time they came to attend their wedding with Song Hua.

   "Good sir."

   On January 15th, Yu Tingzhi brought someone to renovate Yu's old house.

  Although he and Song Wei's new house is not in the old house, they need to come here to worship their ancestors the next day after their marriage.

  Looking at Yu Tingzhi's dignified command, Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong ridiculed again.

  Yu Baozhu couldn't understand Yu Tingzhi's behavior, and frowned slightly.

  He doesn't really think of himself as Mr. Xianting, does he?

   I'm really stunned!

  Yu Baozhu quietly walked to Yu Zhibang's side, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, do you think we will go tomorrow or not?"

  Yu Zhibang was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

  Yu Baozhu continued: "Go to Tingzhi's wedding!"

  Yu Zhibang threw the cigarette **** on the ground and crushed it with his toes, "Go! Anyway, Ting Zhi is also the most beloved son of the eldest brother and sister-in-law. If we don't even go, they will definitely be disappointed."

  Although Yu Zhibang loves money and covets his old father's inheritance, in the final analysis, his nature is not bad.

  Love of money does not mean no conscience.

   As far as he knew.

  The two sons of the eldest brother and sister-in-law's family have already thrown away the invitation, and there are many relatives and friends, more than half of whom do not plan to attend the Yu family's wedding.

  Yu’s family originally had more than a hundred tables of relatives and friends.

  But this time, not even ten tables were able to come to the wedding.

  Hearing this, Yu Baozhu frowned indistinctly, "If there is a wedding, then we will definitely attend! But now, whether there is a real wedding or not is something to be discussed."

   "Whether it is or not, we have to go to participate," Yu Zhibang looked at Yu Baojuan at this point, "Don't you also throw away the invitation card?"

   "That's not true!" No matter how wicked Yu Baojuan was, she couldn't be so heartless.

  In any case, Yu Tingzhi is his own nephew.

  Hearing this, Yu Zhibang heaved a sigh of relief, "Then stop talking nonsense and go with me tomorrow."

  Yu Baojuan nodded, "I see."

  After saying a word, Yu Baojuan seemed to think of something, and continued: "But I heard that Tingye and Tingyuan are not going."

  The two of them are Yu Tingzhi's biological brothers!

  Yu Zhibang frowned and said: "That's two white-eyed wolves! They both can do things like sever the relationship, what else can't they do? What an unworthy descendant!"

  Hearing this, Yu Baojuan also sighed.

  Yu Zhibang walked up to Yu Tingzhi, and then said, "Tingzhi, don't worry, your second uncle and little aunt will definitely attend the wedding! Also, if you have any difficulties, just tell us directly, don't be polite!"

   After all, we are all a family, broken bones and connected tendons.

  Yu Tingzhi fell from the pinnacle of his life to what he is now, his own uncle couldn't stand it.

  Yu Tingzhi looked at Yu Zhibang, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Thank you, Second Uncle."

   "You're welcome," Yu Zhibang patted Yu Tingzhi's shoulder, "We are always a family."

  Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly.

  The capital.

  The relatives who are close to the Song family are also here.

  Song Xiuwei and Chu Liangyu rushed back to the capital with their son and daughter-in-law.

  Song Xiuwei and Zhao Ping also returned to the capital with their sons.

  In addition, Mrs. Song's younger sister, Shangguan Suihan, also rushed to Song's house the day before the wedding.

  The old man is 90 years old this year, with both sons and daughters, and his great-grandson is seven years old, and he is also a blessed old man for Song Wei's wedding.

  Shangguan Suihan sat in front of Song Hua's bed, held Song Hua's hand tightly, and said with reddened eyes: "Good boy, your grandma will be very happy to see you getting married in a red wedding dress."

  Song Wei could see grandma's shadow through Shangguan Suihan, her eyes were also very red, and she hugged Shangguan Suihan, "Auntie, I miss grandma."

Want it so so much.

  Shangguan Suihan patted Song Wei's back, "Good boy, don't cry, don't cry, tomorrow will be your big day, so don't cry your makeup."

  Chu Liangyu and Zhao Ping are downstairs.

Chu Liangyu lowered his voice and said, "Why hasn't the make-up artist arrived yet? It stands to reason that the make-up artist should be brought over by the man's relatives one day in advance. This Xiao Yu doesn't want our Song family to arrange a make-up artist." Bar?"

  Zhao Ping frowned slightly, "Probably not? I don't think Xiao Yu is such an unreliable child!"

  It is a high incense for the Yu family to be able to marry a daughter-in-law like Song Wei.

   You shouldn't be so unreliable in dealing with people.

  Chu Liangyu looked outside the door, "It might be on the way!"

   After finishing speaking, Chu Liangyu said curiously, "I don't know what level of makeup artist Xiaoyu hired for Huahua!"

  According to the strength of the Yu family, it should be no problem to invite an average person, but it should be impossible to invite a well-known one.

  Marriage is a major event in life.

  But the Yu family couldn't even invite a well-known makeup artist.

   Song Hua was really wronged!

At the end, Chu Liangyu sighed: "Until now, I still think it's a pity for Huahua to marry Xiaoyu! Huahua is a well-known mission in the world. It's okay for Xiaoyu to have nothing, and her reputation is not good. , You said Huahua is a real kid! There are so many excellent boys in the world who can choose at will, but she is lucky to choose someone who no one would like!"

  As an aunt, Chu Liangyu also considered the issue from Song Wei's perspective.

  She hoped that Song Wei could marry the best boy in the world, instead of just spending her life casually.

  Zhao Ping didn't say a word. In fact, she also felt that Song Hua had married lowly, but fortunately, Yu Tingzhi had a good personality and was also very handsome.

   After a while, Zhao Ping continued: "Second sister-in-law, in fact, fame and fortune are secondary, and Huahua's happiness is the most important thing."

  Hearing this, Chu Liangyu laughed out loud, "I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee that Yanyan will be happy when she marries Xiaoyu."

  Although Yu Tingzhi has no other advantages, he absolutely listens to what Song Hua says. If Song Hua says one thing, he dare not say another thing. When Song Hua tells her to go east, she dare not go west.

   Zheng Meilian walked in from the outside, she is Zheng Mei's cousin, and this time she came here more or less with the elements of watching a theater.

  Who in the old family doesn't envy Zheng Mei for marrying a good husband and giving birth to four outstanding children, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes.

   Zheng Mei is good at everything.

   It's just that he has a bad eye for picking his son-in-law.

  Men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man.

   Marrying a trash like Yu Tingzhi, Song Wei will never even think about turning over in this life.

   Although Zheng Meilian is not as lucky as Zheng Mei, she is 10,000 times better than Zheng Mei in picking her son-in-law. Her son-in-law is a high-ranking foreign official.

  Thinking of this, Zheng Meilian felt happy in her heart. She walked to Zheng Mei's side and said with a smile, "Sister, is tomorrow's wedding held here? Or in Jiangcheng?"

  Zheng Mei replied: "Let's hold a lunch here, and Jiangcheng will hold a dinner."

  Zheng Meilian frowned slightly, "Will there be time?"

"It should be possible," Zheng Mei said with a smile, "These things were discussed between Xiao Yu and Bo Chen, Bo Yuan and Bo Yang. Xiao Yu will arrange a special plane to take all our relatives to Jiangcheng! It's time for a dinner party."

  Special plane?

  Where did the Yu family get their private jet from?

  Don’t give each guest a ticket, right?

Zheng Meilian smiled and said: "It's not easy for the Yu family, and they have to buy an air ticket for each of us. If we knew this, we would have bought the air tickets in advance. Why let the Yu family spend this money? They It's not easy at home."

  The Yu family can still be considered a rich family in Jiangcheng, but they can’t even be considered a small family in Beijing.

  The real nobles in the Beijing circle never take these people seriously.

  Zheng Mei looked at Zheng Meilian, and continued: "Tingzhi has his own plane, and there are more than one, so he doesn't need to buy a plane ticket."

   Zheng Mei has confirmed with Song Hua that Yu Tingzhi is Mr. Xian Ting.

  Hearing Zheng Mei's words, Zheng Meilian wanted to laugh out loud, but she suppressed her laughter.

   Always give the big lady a little face.

   As for Yu Tingzhi, who has a bad reputation in Jiangcheng, will he have a private jet?

   And more than one?

how can that be?

   is simply whimsical.

   At this moment, Song Bochen hurried out.

  Chu Liangyu asked curiously upon seeing this: "Bo Chen, where are you going in such a hurry?"

  Song Bochen said: "The makeup artist invited by Tingzhi has arrived, and I will go to meet him."

  As a maiden’s family, these etiquettes are always required.

  The makeup artist not only has to welcome, but also sets off firecrackers to welcome.

  The makeup artist is here?

  Hearing this, Zheng Meilian was very curious, looked at Zheng Mei and said, "Sister, who is the makeup artist? Annie or Shure?"

  Anne and Shure are famous makeup artists.

  Usually do makeup for international supermodels, so many wealthy people in the Beijing circle will spend a lot of money to invite these people to do makeup for themselves when they get married. Unfortunately, these people cannot be invited with money.

   I don't know what kind of makeup artist the Yu family can invite.

   Not to mention first-class makeup artists.

   Their family may not even be able to hire a third-rate makeup artist.

  I can only invite an obscure and unknown makeup artist.

   Zheng Mei shook her head, "The makeup artist was also arranged by Tingzhi, I don't know."

  Zheng Meilian squinted her eyes, it seems that she is really a low-level makeup artist, seeing how guilty her lobby sister is.

   At this moment, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers outside the door.

   Then came the sound of footsteps and voices.

  Song Bochen walked in front, followed by three people dragging a cosmetic box.

  Three women of different ages.

  One looks about forty years old, and the other two are about twenty-seven or eight.

  Song Bochen brought him in front of Zheng Mei, and introduced him, "Mom, this is the makeup artist who is in charge of making up my little sister."

  When seeing the makeup artist's appearance, Zheng Meilian was stunned.

  Chu Liangyu and Zhao Ping in the hall were also taken aback.

this?

   Isn’t this Li Meihe, an internationally renowned makeup artist?

  Even Shure and Annie that Zheng Meilian just mentioned are her apprentices.

  Thinking so.

  The two feel more and more like Li Mei and the two young people behind them look very much like Shure and Annie!

  Is this a hallucination?

  Yu Tingzhi invited Li Meihe here?

  This is too incredible!

   You know, the last time Li Meihe put makeup on the bride was when Prince Y got married.

"Hello, Mrs. Song, I am Li Meihe, the makeup artist hired by Mr. Yu, and I am honored to be Miss Song's makeup artist." Li Meihe reached out to shake hands with Zheng Mei, and then said: "Let me introduce, this is me Two of my apprentices, Shure and Annie, are also my temporary assistants these days."

   Good morning everyone!

   Ask for a ticket~

   Yinyin's fever has subsided today, and if the votes exceed the top ten, Yinyin will increase even better, okay?

   Then, shall I meet you later or tomorrow morning?

   mua!(*╯3╰)

  (end of this chapter)