travel starts with photography

Nowadays, there are balloons everywhere in the wedding room.

Several boys worked hard with air pumps and gave the balloons to the girls to decorate in every corner of the room. The master bedroom was even more luxurious, with stickers, ribbons, balloons and everything else.

There is also a huge LOVE word on the white wall at the foot of the bed.

Chen Xing rolled up his sleeves and joined the balloon-stomping crowd. Hedwig moved a small chair and sat down beside him. She rested her chin on her hand and watched everyone working. She said, "It's like a party atmosphere."

"It was supposed to be a party these few days. Weddings in China will be much more lively than those in France. You will know the day after tomorrow."

Chen Xing is also the best man, so he must be very busy on Zhou Peng’s wedding day.

The arrival of him and Hedwig made the girls very excited. It was rare to see foreigners in such a small southwestern city, let alone such a beautiful European woman. Chen Xing was even more amazing. A random search would yield tens of thousands of links.

International artist, what is this concept?
In addition, Zhou Peng is very rich and loves Qin Xinlei very much. All these conditions added together will definitely make a marriage that 90% of women will envy.

As for Chen Xing, if this was a party in a big city, he would have been approached by many people regardless of whether he brought his girlfriend with him or not. But people in small cities are more conservative, and after an afternoon of work, only two brave girls came to take photos with him.

Zhou Peng came in midway. People who are about to get married are always in high spirits and have rosy faces. As soon as he came in, he shouted, "Come to my hotel for dinner tonight. Chen Xing, bring them... Hey, I heard you brought your sister-in-law back? Where are they? Let me see them."

He originally wanted to leave after notifying her, but suddenly remembered that Chen Xing had changed his girlfriend again, and this time it seemed serious, so he became curious.

What kind of fairy could be so charming to Chen Xing?
To be honest, if he had as handsome a look as Chen Xing, it would be absolutely impossible for him to get married at such a young age. Even if he married his wife, he would still go out traveling every day and enjoy a wicked life.

When he saw Hedwig sitting on the sofa watching TV, he understood immediately.

He turned around and punched Chen Xing in the chest, whispering, "Fuck, you're awesome. You're definitely prettier than a movie star."

"That is."

If someone only praised Chen Xing for his handsomeness, he would have been tired of hearing it long ago, but now if someone praised Hedwig for her beauty in front of him, it would scratch his itch and he would definitely feel very happy.

The people in the room were not just working, they were also having fun, and later they even started playing Werewolf.

Anyway, this wedding room won’t be used today, so just need to be tidied up before tomorrow night.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, Chen Xing led the team to Jinghong Restaurant two kilometers away.

Zhou Peng's father also started from scratch and single-handedly made a name for himself in the New Territories. Since the 2000s, his family's pig intestine fish has been a specialty in the New Territories, and many people from other places drive here specifically to have a meal.

Later, the business grew bigger and bigger, not only gaining a foothold in the county town, but there were even rumors that they were going to open a store in Chengdu.

To enter Chengdu, you can't just find a few storefronts to open a famous restaurant like this. Chengdu's food culture has a long history, and there are countless famous restaurants. Restaurants from other places don't even dare to think about opening a store in Chengdu without some skills.

So Chen Xing has always said that Zhou Peng is a rich second generation, and this is not wrong.

The restaurant has six floors. As soon as Chen Xing entered the lobby, he saw Zhou Peng's father talking to the front desk. When he looked over, Chen Xing shouted, "Uncle."

"Chen Xing?"

"it's me."

Uncle Zhou's stunned expression finally disappeared and he laughed.

"I haven't seen you for a few years and you've changed a lot. You look full of energy. Haha. Okay, you guys go to the Peony Hall on the second floor. Zhou Peng has something else to do and will be here later."

He really didn't expect that the child would change so much.

Not only in looks, but also in height and temperament. Although her appearance still shows the same as before, she has a feeling of breaking out of a cocoon.

International artist... He felt a little emotional.

Previously, when Chen Xing and Zhou Peng wanted to cooperate in business, he stayed there for a few days and gave them money, but to be honest, he didn't think the two kids could accomplish anything.

The reason for giving the money was just to avoid discouraging the child's enthusiasm. I also thought that Zhou Peng is an adult and his only son. If I don't cultivate him while he is young, how can I take over his business in the future?

But unexpectedly, the two children developed rural tourism very successfully and made a lot of money.

Only at this time did he really pay attention to his good friend Zhou Peng.

This attention is incredible. His family is still living in this small county, but a younger generation that he has watched grow up has already stepped onto the international stage.

Looking at Chen Xing's back as he left with his men, he actually felt like a former wave.

How about retiring early and handing over the hotel business to Zhou Peng?

This thought came into his mind.

………………

A few streets away, Zhou Peng, who was driving, suddenly shuddered.

Qin Xinlei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a rosy face. After this period of travel and recuperation, the rigidity of the system was no longer visible on her face, and she looked even more beautiful.

Zhou Peng talked about what happened in the afternoon: "I went to our house and took a look. Chen Xing was also there. He really brought his foreign girlfriend back and said he wanted to get married. Wow, I couldn't believe it. He was going to get married too."

"What's the matter? People have to get married anyway."

"No, no, no." Zhou Peng shook his head vigorously. "He said before that he didn't want to get married. He's handsome and brave. When he was in school, he would call her if he approached her, and most of the time he would get another date."

"Ah, he..."

Zhou Peng didn't mention at all that he was Chen Xing's partner at the time, and added insult to injury by saying, "He's a scumbag, right? But he was pretty nice to those girls, and none of them made trouble even after they broke up."

“Not at all.”

"It's right that you can't tell. Besides, his career is booming now. Getting married so early is like giving up a forest."

If Zhou Peng hadn't been driving, Qin Xinlei would have had a good chat with Zhou Peng about what a forest is.
She felt that Chen Xing was pretty good. He might have been too young before and his personality wasn't settled, but now he's thinking about getting married? He still said he was a brother, but he only knew how to blacken his own brother.

The two chatted about their future life and drove to the hotel.

At this time, Zhou Peng didn't know that his father was preparing to retire. In the future, he might not have time to enjoy married life, but would have to spend all his time developing the family business.

At this time, Chen Xing's table had already started eating.

Zhou Peng sat down next to Chen Xing and drank two glasses before saying, "You should all know each other, right? No need for us to introduce you. Chen Xing, you, Duan Fei, and Ye Zhiqiang are the best men. Come early tomorrow."

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

"It's a wedding rehearsal. I'm so confused after listening to what that wedding company said. Chen Xing, aren't you going to get married too? This day will come sooner or later, hehehe..."

"We won't hire a wedding planner. We've told our parents that we can just hold a wedding reception at your hotel and go traveling in the second half of the year."

"Hmm? Is it still possible?" (End of this chapter)