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The next day, the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Before dawn, Yang Xingyu was woken up by the alarm on his mobile phone. Today was his wedding day, and he deliberately set the alarm time earlier last night.

He got up, dressed, washed, and put on the suit that Zhen Xin specially picked for him from the closet. When he was tying his tie, he suddenly felt a little confused because he couldn't remember how to tie his tie.

Before his rebirth, as a successful business owner, although he often wore suits, he had no habit of wearing ties.

After his rebirth, he almost never wore a tie.

In his memory, he actually learned how to tie a tie.

Because when he was studying cooking in school, there was a class called "Hotel Management", including a class called social etiquette.

The way to wear a suit and tie are all part of social etiquette.

He still remembers that there is a way to tie a tie, which is to deliberately create wrinkles in the place where the tie is tied. This way of tying is called "man's dimples".

But what about today?
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, he had already put on his suit. According to the social etiquette he learned back then, he only buttoned one button. However, he took the tie in his hand and tied it around his neck several times, and once he tied it with a red scarf. I can't remember how to tie my tie.

Smiling to himself, he stuffed the tie into his pocket, turned around and went downstairs.

What surprised him a little was that someone was already making breakfast in the kitchen, and Yang Xingyu got up earlier than him.

It's the eldest cousin Fang Jiahui and cousin Zhong Xingfei.

"When did you get up? Isn't it too early?"

Yang Xingyu came to the kitchen door and asked.

Fang Jiahui and Zhong Xingfei, who were busy in the kitchen, turned their heads when they heard this.

Fang Jiahui smiled and said: "I got up at four in the morning. There are so many people picking up relatives today, so they must have breakfast! I will get up early and make something for everyone."

Yang Xingyu: "Where's Xiaofei? Did you and your eldest cousin agree to get up so early to make breakfast together last night?"

Yang Xingyu looked at Zhong Xingfei.

Zhong Xingfei smiled shyly and scratched his head, "No, I was so disturbed by the snoring that I couldn't sleep. When I got up to go to the toilet, I saw my eldest cousin just coming out of the room, all dressed up, so When I asked her why she got up so early, she said she was going downstairs to make breakfast, so I came over to help.”

"The snoring is so noisy that I can't sleep? Xiaohe snores so loudly?"

Last night, Meng Xinghe came over in the middle of the night and was arranged by Yang Xingyu to sleep with Zhong Xingfei.

After all, although there are many guest rooms here, they are still limited. The members of the wedding preparation team, plus his own parents, have arranged for people to stay in each guest room. Meng Xinghe comes over in the middle of the night, and Yang Xingyu cannot take him to sleep with the host. The bedroom, after all, was his and Zhen Xin's wedding bed.

They arranged for Meng Xinghe to share a bed with Zhong Xingfei.

Zhong Xingfei nodded, "The earth was shaking! The first half of the night was okay, I fell asleep first, but in the second half of the night, his snoring scared me awake. I felt like there was a wild beast snoring next to me. When I woke up, I saw it was he."

"hehe"

"what……"

Both Fang Jiahui and Yang Xingyu laughed.

……

When it was dawn, Yang Xingyu's parents also got up.

After that, Cheng Baofa, Shan Jing and others also came downstairs one after another.

Seeing that the sky outside the door was getting brighter and brighter, Yang Xingyu signaled Zhong Xingfei to wake up Meng Xinghe, because if he didn't get up, the departure time they set yesterday would be over.

A moment later, the tall Meng Xinghe staggered downstairs while holding on to the stairs, yawning.

Everyone take the time to have breakfast.

There are porridge, tea eggs, dumplings, noodles, and some stewed vegetables specially sent by Yang Ji Roast Duck yesterday.

After everyone finished eating, they drove to a flower shop near Yuwei Alley.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, there are very few shops open on the streets.

Even fewer people open their doors for business so early.

But florists are often the exception.

Because so many people get married during the Spring Festival every year, most of those who get married now need flowers, such as bouquets, flowers used on the front of the car...

Fang Jiahui had already made a reservation for this flower shop in advance.

As soon as Yang Xingyu and others drove the car over, the shop owner and the proprietress came to greet them. Fang Jiahui stepped forward to communicate with them for a few words and confirmed which car would be the main wedding car in today's fleet. The boss and the proprietress got busy.

The main wedding car was, of course, the Mercedes-Benz G55 used by Zhen Xin’s family.
While putting decals on the wedding car, Yang Xingyu stood on the roadside and took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Where are your convoys? Why haven't you come to the flower shop to meet up yet?"

He is now the third largest shareholder of Julong Group, and acting chairman Geng Xiuyun also has leverage in his hands, and Julong Group has many branches.

This includes car dealerships.

Therefore, Yang Xingyu did not bother anyone else with the fleet of wedding cars this time. Except for the three Mercedes-Benzes owned by him and Zhen Xin, the remaining cars were all dispatched by the car dealers of the Julong Group.

Anyway, Julong Group's car dealerships mainly sell high-quality second-hand cars.

There's no problem in getting a few black Mercedes-Benzes together.

"Mr. Yang! We'll be there soon, we'll be there soon!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xingyu saw several black Mercedes-Benz driving towards this direction, parking on the roadside one after another, and the drivers got out of the cars one by one.

The leader was Manager Sun from the car dealership.

Manager Sun, who was in his forties and had a fat figure, ran over sweating profusely and forced a smile on his face to apologize.

"Sorry, sorry! Mr. Yang, we didn't mean to be late. The main reason is that the fog was a bit heavy this morning. I, we took the wrong way and took a lot of detours."

Yang Xingyu nodded without getting angry.

Today is his happy day. As long as there are no big problems, he can tolerate it.

"It's good that you're here. Fortunately, you didn't waste time. It's okay! Go wipe your sweat! Take a rest and follow our car later."

"Ai, ai! Okay! Okay!"

Manager Sun was relieved and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve.

Yang Xingyu smiled slightly when he saw it.

……

The fog is indeed a bit heavy today.

The urban area was a little better. When the convoy drove out of the urban area and entered the suburbs, we could clearly see that the fog ahead was much thicker.

Yang Xingyu sat in the wedding car, looked at the fog in front of him, frowned, picked up his cell phone, and called Fang Jiahui in the car leading the group.

"Sister, it's very foggy today, ask the driver to drive slower!"

"okay, I get it."

Soon, the car leading the way was obviously much slower.

At this time, Shan Jing, who was sitting next to Yang Xingyu, touched Yang Xingyu's arm with his hand, "Hey, you don't wear a tie today? Did you forget?"

Yang Xingyu turned to look at her, smiled bitterly and took out the tie from his arms, "I forgot how to tie it, will you?"

Shan Jing's expression was a little surprised, and she took the tie from his hand with a complicated expression, quietly moved her butt towards him, and sat closer.

He stretched out his hand to turn up the collar of his shirt, put the tie around his neck, and tied it for him silently.

The atmosphere is a bit weird.

Yang Xingyu wanted to break the weird atmosphere and asked with a smile: "You are a big girl, how can you tie a tie? Who has you tied it for before?" Shan Jing: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Shan Jing said: "I tied it for my dad."

"Have you tied it for your dad? Is it true?"

Yang Xingyu didn't believe a word of it.

Shan Jing: "My dad doesn't know how to tie a tie. Once I had to attend a cousin's wedding. He couldn't tie it well, so he asked me if I knew how to tie it. I learned how to tie it online and sold it to him. "

When he said this, there was no smile on Shan Jing's face, and his tone was very flat.

It can be seen that she is not in a high mood now.

Also, today is Yang Xingyu's wedding day. Not only is she not the bride, she also has to help the groom tie his tie. She didn't get angry on the spot, which is considered timid.

In other words, she could be considered strong if she could not cry.

Yang Xingyu could understand her emotions at this time, so he couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, so he stopped making fun of her.

When the motorcade drove to the villa area where Zhen Xin's home was located, it was just getting dark.

The door of Zhen Xin's house was tightly closed in accordance with local wedding customs.

But behind every window on the first floor facing the door, there were several faces leaning there, looking out with a playful smile.

There were even a few people watching from the windows and balconies on the second floor.

How is it called opening the door of the bride's house? It has been a lively event since ancient times.

Therefore, some onlookers are inevitable.

A fleet of twelve black Mercedes-Benz vehicles parked in front of Zhen Xin's house.

When Yang Xingyu and others got out of the car, they saw this scene. You looked at me and I looked at you. Except for Yang Xingyu who looked a little helpless, everyone was smiling happily.

Meng Jun came over, patted the leather bag in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Xingyu, "Groom Officer! Go up and call the door! Anyway, we have enough bullets, so you go up and try first!"

In his wallet, there were many red envelopes and four Chinese characters.

All to cope with this occasion.

According to custom, these things cannot be placed in the hands of the groom, because if they are placed in the hands of the groom, anyone can snatch them.

With so many red envelopes and cigarettes, it would be a big joke if someone snatched away the wallet.

Yang Xingyu, who was married for the first time in two lives, also became interested at this time and did not refuse immediately. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, accompanied by Meng Jun, he came to the door of the villa, raised his hand and patted the door, "Open the door, open the door." !”

A young woman's response came from the door: "If you don't give me a red envelope, why open the door? Don't think that you can avoid the red envelope because you are handsome. Hurry up! Put the red envelope in!"

Yang Xingyu laughed, looked at Meng Jun beside him, and stretched out his right hand in front of Meng Jun.

Meng Jun understood, opened his wallet with a smile on his face, took out a stack of red envelopes and handed them to Yang Xingyu's hand.

When Yang Xingyu wanted to stuff the red envelope into the crack of the door according to custom, he discovered an embarrassing situation - the crack in the door of Zhen Xin's house was extremely small, and no red envelope could be stuffed in any crack.

"Beauty!! The crack in the door is too small, and the red envelope cannot be stuffed in! You hurry up and open the door a crack, or else I can't stuff the red envelope in!"

According to custom, the red envelope does not have to be stuffed into the bride's house when she is called to open it. If the person calling the door can trick the door into opening, that is a skill and is allowed by customs.

Therefore, the main reason why calling a door is a lively event is that the two parties inside and outside the door compete with each other, use their methods, and compete with each other in a battle of wits and courage.

If the person outside the door is strong enough and can kick the door open, that's fine.

Of course, under normal circumstances, unless the groom has stuffed all the red envelopes he brought and still can't open the door, or there is a rough guy messing around in the wedding team brought by the groom, otherwise, generally not Will break in.

After all, if the door of the father-in-law's house is torn down, the father-in-law and mother-in-law will definitely be unhappy.

"Can the crack in the door be plugged in??"

The woman inside the door seemed surprised.

Then the window not far away was suddenly opened.

A girl inside the security window shouted at the top of her lungs: "Here! Here! If you can't get it through the crack in the door, just squeeze it in through the window! Hurry up!"

Is this possible?

Yang Xingyu looked over there, his feet motionless.

Because he felt that the person on the other side of the window would not come to open the door for him even if he took the red envelope.

But today is a wedding day after all, and he feels that anyone who wants a red envelope should give some.

So, he divided half of the red envelope in his hand and handed it to Cheng Baofa, who had just come over, "Afa! Go and give it!"

Cheng Baofa: "Okay!"

After agreeing, Cheng Baofa ran to the window with excitement on his face and smashed seven or eight red envelopes into the window.

Suddenly there was a burst of screaming and fighting behind the window.

At the door of the villa, Yang Xingyu quickly raised his hand and slammed the door, "Open the door, open the door! I have already given you the red envelope through the window, please open the door quickly!"

Sure enough, another woman's voice came from outside the door, "No! No! We didn't get any of the red envelopes stuffed in the window, so that doesn't count!"

"But the crack in your door is too small. Our red envelopes can't be stuffed through the crack! Why don't you open the door a crack!!"

Meng Jun shouted at the top of his voice.

The woman behind the door: "Come on! As soon as we open the door, you will definitely squeeze in. We women can't stop you men!"

Meng Jun: "The crack in the door is too small and the red envelope cannot be stuffed in. What should I do?"

Behind the door: "That's your business! You figure it out yourself!"

Then, Yang Xingyu and others outside the door heard laughter coming from inside the door.

Obviously, the women behind the door felt that this was forcing others to do something difficult.

But that's what they do now.

Yang Xingyu and others looked at me and I looked at you, and they all smiled bitterly.

At this moment, Cheng Baofa, who was standing near the window, suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed the security window with both hands, and suddenly pulled out with force.

There was a "click" sound.

Attract everyone's attention.

This guy actually bent the two window pipes of the anti-theft window.

This scene made everyone dumbfounded.

At this moment, Yang Xingyu suddenly remembered Cheng Baofa's bandit nickname in college - "Dark God of Destruction".

This guy has brute strength and likes to do it recklessly no matter what he does.

Back then, the door of their dormitory was kicked in several times by this guy.

One of the desk drawers was also dismantled by this guy.

Even the iron frame bed was pulled down by this guy once.

Of course, at that time, the iron frame bed in their dormitory was not fixed to the wall, it was the kind that could shake.

But who in the right mind would pull the bed so hard?
That's what Cheng Baofa would do.

"Holy shit! Are there steel bars in this window pipe?"

At this time, before anyone else could shout "Fuck you", Cheng Baofa suddenly pointed at the window pipe that was bent by him and shouted "Fuck you" first. (End of chapter)