The Super Soldier King in the City

"Okay, I'll try it!" Uncle San opened the car door and went out. Not long after talking to the driver of the luxury car, the two luxury cars let go.

The third uncle returned to the car dumbfounded, and all three of them were shocked: "Lao San, you said Zhao Laoqi's name?"

"Yes, they just gave way!" San Shu paused and said, "Besides, it's very polite, this...what is going on?"

Everyone is confused, is Zhao Laoqi's name so good?

The four of them drove over and walked for a while, only to remember that they didn't know where Zhao Laoqi's children got married.

"Why don't you go to his house first?" Uncle said: "I know where his house lives!"

"Alright!" Everyone nodded, and drove directly to Zhao Laoqi's house.

Zhao Laoqi's home is in a small village similar to that of Suyang and his others. Although it is in the city, it belongs to the old city and is rather dilapidated.

The four rushed to Zhao Laoqi's house and found that there was no one in the family. Everyone was surprised, and quickly asked the person next to him to find out. Only then did they know that Zhao Laoqi and his family were busy with the wedding.

I asked the villagers about the wedding scene, and everyone knew that the wedding scene was actually set in the Qingyun Clubhouse.

"Oh my God, Qingyun Club?" San Shu widened his eyes: "That is the most famous private club in Nanluo City. The place where money can't get in, you must be a person with the same identity to go there. Old Qi does it. What, how can I let my son get married there, how much face is he?"

"It seems that we really underestimate the old seventh!" The uncle sighed: "These years, the old seven do not know how far they have developed. It seems that they are low-key in front of us. We, it is not as good as that. Zhao Xuefen, after all, they are in Nanluo City and are most familiar with the situation of the old seven. No wonder they don’t go to the second child’s wedding!"

"This Zhao Xuefen is really too shameful!" The second aunt said angrily: "There is such a thing, but I didn't tell us. Isn't it a shame that we don't want us to go to the wedding of the seventh son?"

"What are you talking about, this Zhao Xuefen is damned!" Everyone shouted and condemned Zhao Xuefen.

The aunt took a deep breath and whispered: "Then what should I do now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the third uncle whispered: "Or, let's go to the Qingyun Club to see? It is the top club in Nanluo City. Not only is the decoration luxurious and luxurious, the most important thing is that you can meet many big people. How much!"

"Alright!" Everyone nodded, and they all wanted to go.

They drove directly to the Qingyun Clubhouse, and they were blocked three miles outside the Qingyun Clubhouse. Walking in front of them is a long fleet of wedding cars. And the most expensive car inside is also a luxury car that they have no chance to touch!

Everyone was stunned, and San Shu said in amazement, "This...what kind of big person does this have to have such a team? God, there is no car in this team that costs less than two million! "

Uncles and aunts didn't know much about cars, but after hearing the price, they knew it was not easy.

"There are one or two hundred wedding cars, right? Where did Lao Qi find so many luxury cars?" the uncle exclaimed.

"Hey, it's really not for three days, please look with admiration!" The aunt sighed: "Who can imagine that the old seven who used to be honest and pitiful can get to this point. It seems that we are treated to the old seven. His attitude has to be changed, and Zhao Xuefen and others can’t be allowed to go to the front of everything!"

"The eldest sister is right. After all, Lao Qi is from our Zhao family. How can we only have a good relationship with Zhao Xuefen's family!" The second aunt said directly: "I have decided. I will stay here to help Lao Qi set up the wedding. Second, there are so many people over there that I don’t need my help!"

"I'll stay too!" The other three people said one after another. Once here, who would go to the wedding of the second uncle again?

Finally, they finally drove to the Qingyun Club. The wedding car drove out from the other side, and they told the security guard that it was Zhao Laoqi's cousin, and they would let it go, otherwise they would not be able to get in at all.

Inside, everyone was amazed again and again, the luxury inside was really shocking, and at the same time, they admired Zhao Laoqi even more.

Several tables were lined up at the door, and someone was sitting there writing a gift list.

"Give the gift money first!" San Shu whispered.

"How much do you give?" the aunt asked in a low voice.

"This..." The third uncle scratched his head and whispered: "According to our relationship, five hundred heavens!"

"Nonsense, is it still a matter of five hundred now?" The uncle stared and said: "It used to be five hundred, but now it is five hundred. Isn't that a shame?"

"How much do you give?" San Shu whispered.

"Five thousand!" Uncle said directly.

"Huh?" The third uncle was dumbfounded: "I...I didn't bring that much money, I have more than 5,000, but I have to give my second brother 5,000..."

"The kid from your second brother's family, just turn around and give it back. You have to fix the old man's side first!" The uncle whispered: "Can't you see the situation that appears?"

The third uncle suddenly shut up, and the second aunt hesitated, and whispered: "Big brother, do you really have to pass so much? Five thousand, is this too much?"

"What do you know!" said the uncle: "We have been a little far away from the old seven and the others over the years. It is so easy to get closer to each other. This is an opportunity. Five thousand will be passed. It is definitely not a small number. If you stand out from the crowd, Lao Qi will notice when the time comes, and you will understand our intentions!"

"That's right!" The aunt nodded directly: "Five thousand is five thousand, this little money can't be saved!"

Everyone nodded one after another, and walked to the table of the gift list together.

The uncle took the lead, took out a wad of five thousand yuan, handed it to the public, and said proudly: "Five thousand, Zhao Lizhu!"

A young man took the money without counting it at all, putting it on the scale next to it.

"Five-eight grams, remember it!" said the young man.

"Wait a minute!" The uncle was anxious: "What...what does this mean? What is... what is fifty-eight grams? Keep the money!"

The young man looked up at his uncle: "Uncle, there are too many people here. We count one by one. When will we count? So, we all count by weight!"

"Ah?" The uncle was dumbfounded: "How many people can there be? You kid, what do you do... why are you being lazy like this? What do you mean by being lazy like this? How much money can you have, Can't count yet?"

The youth looked helpless: "Uncle, I really didn't lie to you. A few of us came from an accounting office in the city. As for today's accounts, if we count one by one, the entire office will be added together. I can't count it, it's really impossible to count!"

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