The day after everyone arrived, Zhou Yan and his wife were forced to follow the large group to visit the scenic spots they visited two days ago in the name of "group activities".
In the afternoon of that day, everyone followed Lin Junfeng to his hometown county seat in Zhou Yan's bull-headed minibus.
The entire administrative division of the mountain city is striped, a bit like the stripes of a zebra, and to cross these stripes, you have to cross mountains and ridges.
In a journey of 80 kilometers, there is a tunnel less than ten kilometers away.
"So many tunnels?" Lao Zuo Zuo Jiyun, who lives in the Hetao Plain, had never seen such a formation before. He looked at the tunnels not far away and was dumbfounded.
"Where are you going?" Yan Wentao chuckled, "From Baoji to Jincheng, there are at least hundreds of tunnels. Let me show you when you go back..."
"Forget it, I feel dizzy just looking at it..."
When we arrived at Longcheng County, it was already sunset. Although we had been running all the way, none of the visitors were embarrassed to mention eating: after three consecutive days of hot pot, the "Import and Export Company" was a little unable to hold on.
"What's for dinner?"
Everyone said in unison: "Is there anything that's not spicy?"
"If it's not spicy, how can it be called mountain city food?"
With no choice, everyone could only settle for the next best thing and eat small noodles at night.
On the second day after arriving in Longcheng, Lin Junfeng's wife went home, and the hotel began to decorate.
"What do we need to do?"
Everyone felt a little embarrassed as he kept eating and drinking for free.
"No need," Lin Junfeng looked at the busy hotel waiter with a smile, "the hotel is responsible for the venue here. Those of you who are not married, follow me and act as best men..."
"As for married people..." Lin Junfeng glanced at Yan Wentao, Zuo Jiyun and Zhou Yan, "Just wait for the wedding wine..."
Lin Junfeng's plan was quite perfect, but in the evening he received a call from the photography team, saying that the photographer who was following the shoot was suddenly ill and hospitalized.
"Can you find one temporarily?"
"There are too many newlyweds getting married during the holidays. Where can I find them temporarily..."
Lin Junfeng, who was a little speechless, looked back at his friends with concerned faces and asked: "Is there anyone who has volunteered to be a photographer?"
"Honey, why don't you come?!" Qin Ruoshu, who felt that she had become a sister to Lin Junfeng's wife, sold Zhou Yan in order to make their wedding a success.
"Old Zhou, why don't you feel aggrieved?"
"No problem!" Zhou Yan thought for a while, "Old Lin, tell them, we can use our own camera..."
"Lao Zhou, you brought a camera. If you didn't take it out earlier, take a picture of your brothers..."
In order to satisfy the curiosity of literary young man Yan Wentao, Zhou Yan had to find the camera that had been pressed at the bottom of the box.
"Lao Zhou, this is such an old thing," Zuo Jiyun was amused when he saw the camera's retro appearance, "You have the nerve to take it out?"
On the contrary, Yan Wentao glanced at the logo of the camera, picked it up carefully, looked at the nameplate, put it back, and then gave Zuo Jiyun a look: "This is Hasselblad. This camera is sold.
If I buy a car like yours, I can buy two..."
"The trenches are inhumane..."
On the wedding day of classmate Lin Junfeng, Zhou Yan was unable to sleep in, so he got up before dawn and followed the wedding convoy to record important moments. Yan Wentao was not spared either, being beaten up early and acting as Zhou Yan's driver.
To record the beautiful moments, naturally you have to follow the back of the wedding convoy.
The east is white, and the motorcade heads towards its destination in the morning glow.
The bride's home is not very far from the county seat, so the round trip does not take long and there is plenty of time.
Of course, this also means that the bridesmaids have plenty of time to toss Lin Junfeng and his groomsmen. As soon as they arrived at the bride's house, they were rejected: Lin Junfeng's brother-in-law blocked the door.
"Red envelope!"
After bribing the brother-in-law and the mother-in-law, the elders didn't like to have to deal with it, so they just smiled and let it go.
The last step is the bridesmaid guarding the door...
Even though the bride was waterproof, Lin Junfeng still spent a lot of effort to get the bride.
After thanking her mother-in-law, she led the tear-stained bride into the car...
On the way back, Yan Wentao turned on the car stereo and played Xu Wei's "The Past You" to miss the carefree days.
Back at the hotel, it was time for Zhou Yan to be busy again, taking photos non-stop. The wedding ceremony was over, and various photos were taken.
I finally took the opportunity to sit down, but after eating a few bites, the bride and groom started to toast, and they had to stand up to follow.
After toasting, the wedding banquet is basically over...
In the evening, Lin Junfeng led his new wife to treat guests.
"Brothers, thank you very much. Thanks to you, especially Lao Zhou, I have been busy for a long time and haven't even had a few bites of food..." Lin Junfeng picked up the wine glass very proudly, "I can't say thank you for the kindness, so I won't say anything.
It’s all in the wine…”
"You're welcome," Zhou Yan smiled, "You can find a USB flash drive tonight and I'll copy the photos to you..."
"How many more days are you going to stay here?" Lin Junfeng heard the implication in Zhou Yan's words, "Brothers haven't had much fun together yet..."
"Old Zhao and the others can wait until they get married..." Zhou Yan smiled bitterly, "My parents have been calling me for the past two days to urge me to go home. It's been a month since I left home..."
After dinner, Zhou Yan copied the photos to Lin Junfeng and then began to pack his luggage and prepare for his return trip.
On the second day of the wedding, Zhou Yan returned to Shancheng City with a group of friends, and then went back separately.
Left to the end, only He Qiulin, who was "on the road" with Zhou Yan, was left.
"Lao He, wait for a day, I still have things to deal with..."
In the past few days of leisurely travel in Zhou Yan, the executives of the Shancheng branch of Anxin Mall have secured three time-honored hot pot brands, the most famous of which is "Zhouzhuang".
The reason why Zhou Yan had to stay one more day was because the CEO who was photographed by Anxin Mall headquarters and was in charge of operations had arrived.
After the meeting, Zhou Yan handed over the brand operation strategy to the other party.
The CEO of Xinza’s Zhouzhuang Hotpot carefully looked through Zhou Yan’s operation plan, thought for a while and asked: “Mr. Zhou, the core operation strategy of our Zhouzhuang Hotpot is to rely on the logistics system of Anxin Mall to create a hotpot chain with personalized elements.
Brand, right?”
Zhou Yan nodded: "Relying on the logistics system, our operating costs will not be very high. On this basis, leveraging our advantages and attracting customers is the most important thing..."
"So?" A mysterious smile appeared on the CEO's face, "On the premise of ensuring profits, we will guide young users to DIY their own ingredients and create a sticky mechanism; we can also refer to brands such as Golden Arches to set up exclusive birthday ceremonies for customers...
"
Zhou Yan, who had seen the other person's resume, knew that the newly hired CEO of Zhouzhuang Hot Pot in front of him had once worked as a senior executive at Golden Arch Gate and had considerable experience in how to please customers and drain their wallets, so he no longer cared about operations and instead talked about it.
Homely...
After leaving the project to Xinzha's CEO, Zhou Yan boarded the plane back to Xinhai.
After arriving in Xinhai and finding someone to buy He Qiulin a ticket back to Jinzhou, Zhou Yan returned to Dongyang with Qin Ruoshu.
After getting off the highway, he first went to the house of his father-in-law and mother-in-law. After being scolded, Qin Ruoshu took out the handicrafts he bought from Sichuan and Yunnan, and then was scolded again.
In the afternoon, Zhou Yan took Qin Ruoshu to the Municipal People's Hospital for a prenatal check-up.
“Everything is fine.”
Spend money to buy peace of mind.
In the evening, Qin Ruoshu found photos of homestays taken in Dali and encouraged her parents to "decorate" the small bungalow they had just acquired in Zhoujialing.