She agreed quite happily on the way, but after arriving at the Splendid Weaving Room, the eldest lady finally realized that she nodded a little too happily: there are so many best friends, and the choice of whomever the bridesmaid chooses can easily overturn the boat of friendship.
Qin Ruoshu couldn't hide her worries and showed them when she was trying on clothes.
"Daughter-in-law, don't you like the style of this dress? You picked it out a while ago."
"no……"
The eldest lady talked about her troubles.
"That's not easy, you can get them all! Besides, your best friends may not all agree to be bridesmaids..."
Miss Qin breathed a sigh of relief, took out her mobile phone, sat on a bench nearby, and called her best friends one by one.
"Hey, boss, I'm going to get married in a while, and I still need a few bridesmaids..."
"Oh, Lao Qin, congratulations..."
After more than a dozen chatty phone calls, Qin Ruoshu finally decided on the bridesmaids: eight people, three classmates from Xinhai Vocational and Technical College, one from Jiangsu University, and four from high school.
After introducing the candidates, Qin Ruoshu stared at Zhou Yan with a provocative smile: "Husband, I have chosen the bridesmaid, now it's up to you!"
Zhou Yan's groomsmen group also consisted of four college classmates and four high school classmates. The process of summoning his friends was much simpler in comparison...
"Old Lin, I'm getting married in August. Are you interested in coming over to be the best man?"
"Hey, Lao Zhou, congratulations..."
College classmates contacted Lin Junfeng, Zhao Ruijie, Yan Wentao, and He Qiulin. High school classmates Zhou Yan contacted Yu Zhifei, Ying Bo, Liu Peng, and Zhao Yang who liked to join in the fun in the high school dormitory.
Zhou Yan hung up the phone here and wanted to show off to Qin Ruoshu. The cell phone he had just put in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Old Zhou, are you getting married?" Zuo Jiyun, who was on the phone, said with a hint of horror in his voice, "Is it because you have killed someone and you can't bear it anymore?"
"Do you think I am you?" Zhou Yan shouted back fiercely, "Young Zuo who failed to manage your lower body, by the way, are you still working at the gas station over there?"
"Well," Zuo Jiyun's voice carried a hint of the times, "but it's not just about earning a living wage. My wife and I opened an outlet to sell mutton on Taoerbao..."
Do e-commerce companies sell fresh food? Are they still business competitors?
Zhou Yan had a playful expression on his face: "How is business?"
"It's not bad, I just earn some pocket money... Oh, by the way," Zuo Jiyun suddenly remembered something, "Old Zhou, I remember you said that your uncle seems to be digging fresh food from the clouds to Xia Dong. It should be
There is a way..."
As soon as he heard that Zuo Jiyun wanted channels, Zhou Yan knew that this guy was going to "get bigger and stronger" and replied with a smile: "Do you have a sufficient supply of goods over there?"
"Hmm... um..." Zuo Jiyun smiled and nodded.
“Is there any green food certification or agricultural product geographical indication protection certification?”
"There is no green food certification, but the county seems to be working on protecting geographical indications of agricultural products..."
"I'll have someone contact you later..."
Zhou Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the geographical indication protection certification, at least he can sell it at a high price in Anxin Mall.
"Oh, by the way, how are Li Dongxu and Liu Xueqing doing now?"
"What else can you do? Just blow it. It's not like you didn't see me when I got married. Liu Xueqing didn't come..." Zuo Jiyun rolled his eyes, "Oh, Lao Zhou, it's almost been a year since we graduated.
Well, find an opportunity to get together?"
"Don't ask me," Zhou Yan declined hastily, "I'm not a class cadre..."
When it comes to organizing class reunions, Zhou Yan has always been polite and insensitive: he treats himself as one of others. When he is not doing well, when he encounters a class reunion, he will feel that it is showing off from his classmates who are doing well; if he is doing well,
I don’t want to organize, and I feel like I don’t know how to deal with those classmates who are having a miserable time...
As for helping his classmates, Zhou Yan thought, but they may not be happy: if you are not a relative or a friend, you rush to help others, who knows if you have any intentions? If you show courtesy for nothing, you are either raping or stealing!
I hung up the phone and just kicked it into my pocket when I suddenly found that there was another missed call. It was from my high school roommate Chang Ning, so I quickly dialed back.
"Hey, Lao Zhou, I heard from the president that you are getting married."
"The wedding is tentatively scheduled for August. I just called to ask you to be the best man, but no one answered." Zhou Yan smiled mischievously, "I gave the opportunity to Zhao Yang..."
"I was busy at the construction site just now. I didn't answer the phone. You kid, you are so dishonest. This is the only opportunity in your life to be the best man..." There was a hint of resentment in Chang Ning's voice.
"Are you planning to get married too?" Zhou Yan was not surprised by this.
"Well," Chang Ning's voice was full of happiness, "Oh, by the way, Lao Zhou, have you booked the hotel? Do you need it..."
"That blue sea and blue sky by the seaside," Zhou Yan cautiously probed, "Our old Qin has a good relationship with your Yi Nan Ping. During the wedding, he will probably send out invitations and let you know when the time comes?"
"Brother, thank you. I've set a time. I'll give you an accurate message. I'll prepare a big red envelope for you later... Let's talk when we have time..."
When Zhou Yan was on the phone here, Qin Ruoshu had already finished her drag show and put on a red cheongsam embroidered with a golden phoenix.
"Brother, what do you think of this?"
"Not bad, it shows off your figure very well..."
"Really?" The eldest lady glanced at her waist. The vest line had disappeared, "I've grown fat again on my waist. How about I go for a morning jog with you tomorrow?!"
"Sure!" Zhou Yan turned around and glanced at Qin Ruoshu, who was already trying on the wedding dress and dress behind her, "Do the clothes still fit?"
"Um……"
"Then Xiao Lin..." Zhou Yan glanced at the clerk standing by, "Please bring those two sets of clothes..."
"Again?!"
When Qin Ruoshu saw the "two sets of clothes" that could be called rudimentary, the corners of her pouty lips turned up...
The two sets of clothes are simple, a white shirt and long pants; but the purpose is not simple...
"Honey," Qin Ruoshu quietly hugged Zhou Yan's neck, "When are we going to get the certificate?"
"Of course it's 520!"
Zhou Yan is also an old Versailles man. "I originally planned to come together in one or three years to get together a one-three-one-four for the rest of my life, but someone couldn't wait any longer, so I could only get a five-two-zero!"
Although Qin Ruoshu tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, there was still a bit of joy in his eyebrows.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou, you are so technical in spreading the dog food..." Wei Ying, the sales director of Jinxiu Weaving Room, entered the store with her bag and drove up to the two of them with a smile.
After approaching, Wei Ying carefully looked at the pile of wedding dresses beside Qin Ruoshu, and quietly put her head in front of Qin Ruoshu: "Sister Qin, has the photography team for the wedding photos been decided?"
Qin Ruoshu glanced at Zhou Yan quietly.
"Not yet," Zhou Yan put his special wedding certificate attire back into the packaging bag, "Sister Wei, what kind of team do you have? Can you recommend it?"
"It's true..." Wei Ying smiled and took out a business card from her bag and handed it over, "The photography company that took photos for our clothing company has a team that specializes in wedding photos..."
"By the way..." As she said that, Wei Ying suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, how should you take wedding photos? As a great screenwriter, you should have a draft, right?"
