I have been planning the wedding for almost a month, and everything is ready, but I still have to wait for one person, who has never come back.
The company has stabilized, and I took Wang Mingliang back. This time he told me that he would never leave again, that he was not planning to start his own business, and that he would die in Taihe Real Estate.
After he came back, I gave him the 15% shares and never took them back.
But since I currently have no legal identity, I still can’t get back many of my shares, so it’s more troublesome to deal with the rest. I was anxious to regain my identity, but I was stopped by the door. He suggested that I try to find someone else and change my identity. identity, so this matter is not yet in operation.
Taihe Real Estate, I am not going to arrange any more arrangements for my family. I will leave it entirely to professional managers. On the other side of the ocean, I will leave all the power to the eldest prince, because Xiang Hui has not come back yet. As for how to arrange it with Zai Zai, we have to wait. Say it again.
…
this day.
Me, Bai Tao, Peter Lee, Menmen, the eldest prince and others sat together and chatted.
"Where's Xiaoyou?"
Bai Tao asked.
"I went abroad to get a wedding dress with her mother. I should be back today. I think she'll be there in a while."
I replied casually.
"...What a luxury!" Bai Tao said with a pout.
"This is just a girl, so it's appropriate to have a grand ceremony."
Peter Lee bared his teeth and said.
"Why didn't you go?" Bai Tao asked next.
"I don't have a fucking ID card. I can't even take the train. How can I get there?"
I said speechlessly.
"...That's right, haha. I forgot that you are a gangster now, haha." Bai Tao smiled wildly.
"Menmen, can you contact Xian?"
I couldn't help but ask.
"Unable to contact me," Menmen shook his head helplessly.
When everyone heard this, they were silent for a while.
I thought about it, took out my phone, and sent a text message to Lao Xian, which read: "I will get married in three days, and if you don't come, I will regret it for the rest of my life...!"
This is the first time I have contacted him since the accident. As for whether he can see it or not, that is up to God.
…
We chatted all afternoon in the teahouse, and then Xiaoyou arrived.
She is more free and easy, even though I wear a peaked cap outside to cover the light on my head, but she doesn't take it seriously at all and just keeps her head bare.
"Oh, sister-in-law, your hair is so cool."
Bai Tao said something extremely mean.
"Oh shit."
As soon as I saw Ma Xiaoyou's head shape, my heart always collapsed. I always felt like she was going to chant sutras to save me when we were lying on the same bed.
"Tsk tsk... My goddess will always be at the forefront of fashion. This hair style is simply too domineering. Hey, Taotao, let your wife get a haircut later. It's okay. I can play with her." Peter. Li scolded Bai Tao.
"... He's quite a big man. He's not formal at all. I told you not to play with them. Why don't you disobey me? Let's go, let's go out with me." Ma Xiaoyou rolled his eyes and dragged him. I said.
"Why are you going?" I raised my head and asked.
"Let's go."
Ma Xiaoyou didn't explain at all.
"Sister-in-law, when did you become a secular woman? Isn't there anyone in your sister-in-law's house who wants to get married?" the eldest prince asked, stretching his neck.
"roll."
Ma Xiaoyou cursed without looking back.
…
The two of us drove to a salon called Oupai Beauty Salon in this city, and then got out of the car together. Under the astonished gazes of passers-by, we walked in together.
"Hello, sir, welcome...!" The waiter who opened the door was about to say hello, but his voice suddenly stopped.
"What are you looking at?" I felt that her eyes were a little strange, and I asked with a sensitive squint.
"You two are asking for help."
At this moment, the idle hairdresser, a handsome young man, stretched his neck and asked Ma Xiaoyou and me.
"...let's cut our hair." Ma Xiaoyou said speechlessly.
"Sister, you're so good-looking, so stop teasing me. If you keep your hair cut like this, you'll have to cut off the skin."
The handsome young man looked at Ma Xiaoyou and said with laughter.
"Here, take off your panties and talk to me."
I frowned, pointed at the young man's mouth, and scolded him irritably.
"Brother, these are not pants, these are masks. They are just similar in appearance to pants, but have different functions." The handsome guy said with a wink, and then took off the mask on his mouth.
"...You help me trim my husband's hair. He has injuries on his scalp. Some hair is long and some is short. You just smoothed it out for him."
Ma Xiaoyou pointed at my newly grown hair and said.
"Can I cut it for you, sister? It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful female monk." The handsome young man is definitely a talker, and he won't stop talking.
"You are blind. Big brother is still standing here. You didn't see it." I slapped him on the collar and said.
"Oh, then you should wash your hair." The handsome young man said reluctantly.
A few minutes later, Ma Xiaoyou also went to "fix" her hair, because her hair had grown a little, but it was not long or short, and it didn't look like a bald head, so she still wanted to push it. , prepare for the wedding and go straight to the bald look.
I rinsed my hair and then sat on the hair-cutting chair.
"Brother, which hospital did you pick up a wife from?"
This bad-mouthed barber asked me while holding a clipper.
"...The Sixth Buddhist College in Tibetan Area."
I talked to him smoothly.
"Oh my god, brother, run, show off, run, show off, go to Tibet, you really have no one left."
"You have a good haircut." I immediately said with my eyelids raised.
"Brother, how did you fix your brain? It's all covered in burn scars. You can't really be a chanter, right? Ask the host to lighten the scars," the handsome young man continued to ask.
"Yeah, I'll light it with a shovel."
I looked at him sideways and replied.
"Ah, I thought it was rubbed out with a seal."
"If you keep having sex, believe it or not, I will ask Buddha to talk to you." I turned around and asked, unhappy.
"Brother, my family believes in Sanqing. If you wave the Buddha over here, who are you trying to scare?" The handsome young man kept busy with his work, but he was very poor and kept talking to me.
"...fuck, you were beaten last time because you were so nagging." I was speechless for a moment.
"Brother, I won't brag to you. B. Ang, that's it. Apart from my father, ask who dares to touch me."
The handsome boy suddenly curled his lips.
Just then, I saw a reflection in the mirror.
"Snapped."
The handsome young man was tapped on the shoulder, and he turned around suddenly.
"I am your father, if I dare to touch you, fuck you!"
The figure behind shouted loudly.
"Uh-huh."
I jumped up very neatly and instinctively squatted on the table in front of the mirror.
"Wow."
A bucket of red paint was poured on the handsome boy first, and then a few drops were splashed on my half-cut hair.
Seven or eight people rushed in and surrounded the handsome young man, and a battle was about to break out.