Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Finally, I took a headshot of the whole family together, and Miaomiao became happy.

After Liancheng Yazhi and Rongyan got their marriage certificates, they did not leave.

Because...they still need to apply for another certificate.

Of course, this certificate is not a divorce certificate.

After listening to Liancheng Yazhi's request, the uncle was very embarrassed and said: "Well, no, we only issue marriage certificates and divorce certificates here. We have never done the certificates you mentioned."

Rong Yan explained: "You can just make us a small notebook as a symbol, and just paste the photos on it. It doesn't need to have legal effect, we just want to keep it as a souvenir."

The uncle shook his head: "But...that won't work either, we don't have that kind of small book here, so we can't do it for you."

Liancheng frowned elegantly, and slammed the table: "Where are you talking so much nonsense, so many blank unprinted certificates, type up the words, it's such a simple thing, why is it so difficult to get it out of your mouth? "

The six bodyguards who had been following behind Liancheng Yazhi took two steps forward at the same time, and stood in front of the big book. The tall figures like small towers completely enveloped the uncle.

So, finally, under the threat of Liancheng Yaya, the Civil Affairs Bureau handled an unprecedented application in history—a family certificate.

The photo shows a happy family of three. The notebook and the marriage certificate are basically the same, except for the words on it. They are in triplicate, one for each member of the family.

By the time they finally left satisfied, it was already 20 minutes past the normal closing time of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The uncle who applied for their marriage certificate and family certificate wiped the cold sweat off his brow and stood up with his waist supported. His hope now is to never meet such a couple again before he retires.

When the uncle walked out of the office with his bag, he saw a crowd in the hall where other colleagues were queuing up to register at the moment, and a group of people were discussing something.

The uncle wondered, the place they surrounded seemed to be a donation box, and couples who often came here to register their marriage would put some money into it when they left.

Someone saw the uncle approaching and quickly pulled him over: "Look, Old Zhao..."

The situation in front of him made Uncle Zhao's eyes widen. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He remembered that there were only two or three red Grandpa Mao in the transparent donation box, and there were very few banknotes in other colors. It couldn't be covered, but at this moment...it was full of banknotes that popped out, all of which were red.

He asked: "What... what's going on? Could it be that Santa Claus came to give us a surprise too?"

The person next to him said: "It's not Santa Claus, it's the little couple who came out of you just now."

Later, Rong Yan also asked Liancheng Yazhi, if you want to donate money, you can just write a banknote and stuff it in, why do you have to stuff so many RMB, and put it in so much trouble.

As a result, Liancheng gave her a squinting look: "You don't understand, this is a strategy, stuffing a banknote in it might be thrown away as waste paper, but the stuffed banknotes are so eye-catching." ah!"

That's right, it is indeed very eye-catching, and all the employees who saw it swallowed their saliva.

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[My big penguin went crazy again today. I smoked it early in the morning. All the books in the author's backstage were smoked, and the fingers of the brush were about to cramp before it got thick... By the way, girls, are you smoking now when you read books? ]