Lin Jiang waved his hand and followed a follower who came to hand over the brocade box in his hand. Lin Jiang placed it on the table next to him that was specially received and said, "I went to Yunnan a while ago. When I left, an old friend from the local area.
I brought me some tea. When I came to the wedding, I thought I couldn’t be empty-handed, so I brought this seven-pack Pu'er tea with me. Don’t be a gift.”
Xiang Que glanced at the brocade box on the table. The style was quite old and it was a bit old. He was engraved with traditional Chinese characters. He said casually: "It's so affordable to get money. Next time I get married, you can't be so polite to me.
It's more popular with real money."
"Haha, it's hard to put it aside too much money." Lin Jiang patted Xiangque's shoulder, then walked in and said, "Come here to have some fun later."
After Lin Jiang left, Chen Xia gently pulled down Xiang Que's sleeve and smiled: "If he gives you this tea again when you get married, if you dare to push it out, I will easily let you get into the bridal chamber."
Xiang Que looked down at the brocade box on the table, and reacted a little confusedly: "Is it valuable?"
"Although the Blue Label Songpinhao Pu'er tea is tea, the value it drinks is obviously not as valuable as the collection. Two years ago, a rich man at Christie's bought a tube of seven pie Pu'er tea, the price was 2.6 million yuan.
Now more than two years have passed, I estimate that the price will be at a high level. We have two barrels at home, but your father-in-law has drunk two cakes."
He twitched slightly toward Que's mouth, paused for a while before saying, "Isn't this *** drinking gold?"
Leng Rao and several relatives who were welcomed by the guest were speechless. They understood a little more than Xiang Que. They knew that it would be impossible to give out hundreds of dollars if they gave gifts as Lin Jiang. It was too much, but they didn't.
Thinking of the price of Pu'er tea, it is so expensive.
At this time, there were more and more guests, but most of them were Leng's relatives, friends and some business partners. Du Jinshi's relatives from Northeast China and local friends in Chengdu combined.
It was just three tables of people, and the scene was a little unpopular, but as soon as Lin Jiang entered the banquet hall, he walked straight to the man's house. Those present knew his identity were shocked, and three or four of them were conscious.
Those who could talk to Lin Jiang took the initiative to stand up and walk here to say hello.
Lin Jiang picked up an uninhabited table and sat down. The four people who came over there said, "Brother Jiang, are you here too?"
"Ah, the kids are here to get married and come here for fun," Lin Jiang said with his head up.
"There are no people here, look..."
Lin Jiang waved his hand and said, "No need, there will be someone with the table later, thank you."
"Then let's sit here and have some drinks with you?" The other party obviously wanted to get close to him.
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Lin Jiang looked up and smiled, "It's just a wedding banquet. You are from your parents' home and I am from the man. Let's stop messing around, drink some more, right?"
After Lin Jiang sent the person away, he turned to his subordinates and said, "Just this table, if you want to sit down, you can't get a seat if you throw these 20 to 30 million yuan, and you have to say if anyone is willing to do so.
Swap with you”
At the door of the elevator outside the door, when the wedding was about to begin, two young people with similar appearances walked out from inside. One of them had an ordinary small flat head and a normal white shirt tied in his trousers.
It was a pair of flat black leather shoes with a briefcase in his hand. It looked a bit like a small civil servant in the district and county. The one next to him was also dressed in a low-key manner but was wearing a flat and upright suit.
Xu Ya and Xu Hui walked over. Xu Ya took out four hundred dollars from his pocket and put it on the gift table, saying, "Xu Ya 200, Xu Hui 200, please write it, thank you
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"Swish" The person who wrote the gift account looked up and was stunned, then looked down at the four hundred dollars on the table and was a little confused.
So far, the things he received were not counted. The gifts he wrote were at least 500 yuan, and the price of 200 yuan was the first time he received them.
The two brothers of the Xu family didn't care about the account writing, and the man looked surprised. He walked to Xiang Que to greet him. Furao swallowed his saliva and reached out to Xu Hui and said, "Hello, County Magistrate Xu."
"Hello Mr. Leng" Xu Hui raised his hand and shook it with him with a reserved look, then let go, and said to Xiang Que, "I won't drink at noon. I'll give you a cup of tea later."
Xu Hui dressed like a small civil servant in a district and county. He is also a small county magistrate who has not yet held the title of executive officer. He can't even surpass a director here when he comes to Chengdu, but Leng Rao is not at all
Dare to neglect him.
The Xu family has always been a rank-in official in Sichuan, and his father is now riding in the No. 1 Sichuan car.
"We'll go first, come and have some drinks with us later. My brother can't accompany you, he has to leave, but I'm fine." Xu Ya and Xu Hui simply said hello to Xiang Que
Enter the banquet hall.
Since the last time Xiang Que gave the Xu family to read the Feng Shui of the ancestral tomb in Guangyuan, the Xu family's political landscape has undergone earth-shaking changes. The two brothers of the Xu family have been looking for opportunities to join in the fun with Xiang Que. This is the one who is in the family.
The order was issued, but unfortunately they have never been able to see Xiang Que above.
The day before yesterday, Xiang Que suddenly called them and said that a friend got married in Chengdu and asked them to come and get together. Xu Ya and Xu Hui naturally would not think that Xiang Que was asked to come with the gifts, it was obvious that it was really.
If you want to gather, you must come here.
This time, Leng Rao couldn't hold on anymore, and his eyes looked here with a "swish, swish". Although there were few people coming from the man's house, he just took out one person and suppressed the Leng family.
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Whether it is Lin Jiang or the Xu brothers, these are people who can be regarded as guests of honor everywhere in Sichuan. They are so valuable.
Leng Rao even thought that no one should come to the Du family, otherwise he would easily be unable to hold on.
The person next to the Leng family suddenly remembered what Du Jinshi said not long ago, just give me three years.
Now that I think about it, I am a little humble and can it last for three years?
Xiang Que also said that for thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, don’t bully the young man’s poor. Now, it’s been thirty years, and it’s useless for three hours. Leng Rao no longer dares to bully him, his son-in-law.
After waiting for a while, it was about to arrive before the wedding. The guests were basically all here. Xiang Que and the others didn't wait after seeing the people they invited here, and returned to the banquet hall.
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Outside the door, Leng Rao gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time before sighing and saying, "I've been seen as a joke."
The Leng family's faces were a little white. Who could know that a mud-legged man from rural areas in Northeast China could invite the top figures in Sichuan?