I Was Promoted by the Female President for Sending the Wrong Emoji

　　Lin Luo squinted in dissatisfaction: "I'll sleep for a while."

　　"Today is the 20th, hurry up."

　　Su Yubing lifted the quilt on her body, rolled over and got out of bed.

　　"Let me squint for another five minutes."

　　Lin Luo was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

　　When Su Yubing changed her clothes.

　　Lin Luo also reluctantly got up.

　　He squinted slightly, looked at the time on his phone and asked, "Why do you have to get up so early for marriage?"

　　"Aren't you going to accompany the groom to pick up the kiss?"

　　Su Yubing simply put on light makeup.

　　After all, it's a friend's wedding, so you can't steal the bride's limelight.

　　The two quickly went out.

　　When Lin Luo drove Cullinan to the downstairs of Zhang Yang's house, he just caught up with the welcoming team.

　　He rolled down the car window and shouted towards the front of the team: "Zhang Yang!"

　　Zhang Yang turned his head and walked towards Lin Luo with a bright smile.

　　"Damn it! Lao Lin, are you okay with him! Is this all on Cullinan?"

　　Zhang Yang deliberately teased Lin Luo.

　　"Your car belongs to your rich woman, right? It's different when you walk next to a rich woman!"

　　Lin Luo didn't answer anything, just looked at him with a smile.

　　Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Yang bent down in wonder.

　　When he saw that there were other people in the car, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

　　Su Yubing nodded at him with a smile: "Happy wedding."

　　"Thank...Thank you!"

　　Zhang Yang scratched his hair awkwardly, then gave Lin Luo a look.

　　Lin Luo turned to Su Yubing and said, "Wait for me for a while."

　　"Well, you go."

　　Su Yubing gently arranged the collar for him.

　　After getting out of the car, Lin Luo followed Zhang Yang to the wedding car.

　　Han Jian and Zhao Ke were wearing exactly the same best man clothes and were standing in front of the wedding car to confirm the process with the emcee.

　　After confirming everything, the four talents gathered together.

　　Zhang Yang hooked Lin Luo's neck, and half-pressed him and asked, "Lao Lin, did you just watch Lao Tzu make a fool of yourself?"

　　Recalling the scene just now, Zhang Yang could not wait to shove Lin Luo into the stone crevice.

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"What's the situation?"

　　Han Jian and Zhao Ke asked curiously.

　　"He brought his rich woman here."

　　Zhang Yang roughly said what happened just now, and then punched Lin Luo angrily.

　　"Good job!"

　　Zhao Ke gave Lin Luo a thumbs up.

　　At this time.

　　Someone in the crowd shouted: "It's almost time! Ready to go! Don't follow the wrong car, everyone!"

　　The four stood in front of the wedding car and took a photo together.

　　As soon as the photo was taken, Zhang Yang was called away.

　　"Hey... In the blink of an eye, Lao Zhang is married."

　　"Who said no? How could he be the first to marry?"

　　Just when Han Jian and Zhao Ke were infinitely grateful.

　　Lin Luo calmly looked at the wedding car that was about to start not far away and said, "Don't sigh with emotion, it's about to leave you two behind."

　　"Fuck!"

　　"Fuck!"

　　Han Jian and Zhao Ke hurried over.

　　Lin Luo unhurriedly returned to the car.

　　"This is the welcome?"

　　Su Yubing looked at the mighty motorcade and asked curiously, "Are you going to the bride's house?"

　　"Aren't you going to church?"

　　Lin Luo turned the steering wheel and replied, "Well, go directly to the bride's house, and then go to the hotel for the ceremony."

　　"The customs are different. This is the tradition of the bride's house."

　　Su Yubing nodded.

　　When it came to picking up the relatives, she found that this custom was also quite interesting.

　　Han Jian and Zhao Ke were tortured as best man.

　　"The last cup of bitter gourd juice, who do you drink?"

　　Zhao Ke waved his hand, he really couldn't drink anymore.

　　"He drinks!"

　　Han Jian really had no choice but to drag Lin Luo out.

　　The moment the bridesmaid saw Lin Luo, her face turned red unconsciously.

　　"He...he's not the best man."

　　Su Yu looked at this scene with grace and grace.

　　The bridesmaid blushed and suggested, "It's okay if you don't drink, then add a little..."

　　Zhao Ke quickly stood up and took the paper cup from the bridesmaid's hand: "I'll drink!"

　　The crowd immediately booed.

　　Amid the laughter and laughter, the marriage ceremony was over.

　　Just as they were about to rush to the hotel for the ceremony.

　　The bridesmaids bypassed the people around, walked behind Lin Luo and asked, "Handsome guy, can you add a WeChat?"

　　Lin Luo turned around, pointed behind her and replied with a smile, "Then you have to ask my girlfriend."

　　The bridesmaids looked in the direction of his fingers.

　　When she saw Su Yubing walking towards them, she couldn't wait to find a crack to get in.

　　"I'm sorry."

　　She apologized embarrassingly, and trotted away.

　　Su Yubing walked to Lin Luo's side and took his arm.

　　"Lin Luo, you really don't give me peace of mind~"

　　Lin Luo teased: "I'm also very distressed."

　　Waiting for the ceremony site.

　　Lin Luo took Su Yubing's hand, found a seat and sat down.

　　After a while, the emcee of the wedding came on stage.

　　He said the opening remarks skillfully: "Today is a special day, because today we will witness a beautiful love together!"

　　Su Yubing quietly looked at the bride and groom on the stage.

　　"what happened?"

　　Lin Luo asked in a low voice.

　　Su Yubing leaned into his ear and whispered, "I still like to hold weddings in the church."

　　Lin Luo hugged her waist and asked jokingly, "Do you want to marry me so much?"

　　"hate~"

　　Su Yubing pushed him away with a red face: "I don't have it~"

　　The ceremony unknowingly proceeded to the last step.

　　"Lao Lin, come over and grab the flowers."

　　Lin Luo looked at so many people on stage and shook his head decisively.

　　But Han Jian and Zhao Ke couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of Han Jian and Zhao Ke.

　　The two grabbed Lin Luo's arm, one from the left and one behind, and forcibly brought him to the stage.

　　The bride began to count down, and everyone shouted in unison.

　　"three…"

　　"two…"

　　Before she could count to one, the bride suddenly threw her bouquet backwards.