After entering the house, Shang Fuhai saw two old men dressed in festive clothes sitting upright in the living room. After seeing Shang Fuhai and the others come in, both of them stood up.

Han Zhengyu introduced them to them. The two old men were Han Zhengyu's parents, named Han Yinbin and Luo Guilian respectively. They didn't need their son to introduce them, so they called Mr. Shang directly.

After more than two years since my son worked with him, the family had a new change almost every once in a while. The two elders paid attention to their son’s boss Shang Fuhai, and also dug up the other party’s photos online and watched the live broadcast of Shang Fuhai on short videos of the customer. They were already very familiar with Shang Fuhai.

"Uncle Han, aunt, don't call me Mr. Shang, you're not a clumsy. Just call me Xiao Shang directly. Let's make friends with each other." Shang Fuhai waved his hand and said.

Han Yinbin hesitated: "This, this is not a big deal!"

"Uncle Han, what's the point of being good about this? My age is here. Otherwise, you can just call me Fuhai like my parents, just don't call me Mr. Shang."

"Okay, just listen to Xiao Shang, Xiao Shang, I've heard Zhengyu say that you will run from Bocheng again in the middle of the night. You're so tired. Sit down and rest quickly. Are you hungry? I'm still hungry. I'm going to serve you a bowl of pork ribs in the kitchen." Luo Guilian pulled down the sleeves of her old man Han Yinbin and stopped him from continuing.

Shang Fuhai is not here to be an old man. He still remembers the instructions of Han Zhengyu and Song Yutong. After sitting down, he directly asked Han Zhengyu: "Kevin, what are the rules for you witnesses?"

This time, Han Zhengyu's father Han Yinbin took the sentence. He said, "Xiao Shang, there is no special consideration for witnesses here. At that time, please help me tell me a few words of proof at the wedding ceremony and just give me a speech."

"Then the relationship is good, I'm good at speaking." Shang Fuhai relaxed a lot.

Before he came, he specifically checked out such a "profession" as a witness that he couldn't use, and he didn't find any particulars.

Now that Han Zhengyu's father said this, he felt even more relieved. Today is a happy day for Han Zhengyu and Song Yutong, so don't just mess up the matter.

Luo Guilian used a stainless steel basin to bring out a basin of ribs from the kitchen, and there were several ready-made dishes. She gave her some noodles, and the whole family ate some to make a living and slap her belly.

Shang Fuhai’s affairs today are very simple. He just needs to be the witness, but everyone else has a lot of work.

Seeing Han Zhengyu and his family discussing who to receive guests, who will help arrange the hotel seats, and who will be responsible for taking care of the woman's relatives and friends, Shang Fuhai couldn't help but begin to recall the scene of his marriage with Xu Fei that year.

When they got married, the family's financial conditions were average, and most of their relatives and friends were in the countryside, and they finally held a ceremony in Shangjiazhuang.

Xu Fei didn't deliberately mention this, but sometimes when she thinks about it, she still feels a little regretful.

Shang Fuhai was thinking, "If you can't wait a few years, I will hold a romantic ceremony with my wife again?"

Time passed, and it was almost six o'clock before we knew it, and the sun outside the sky had begun to reveal a red head.

"... In terms of time arrangement, this is roughly the case. We only have one goal. We will hold the wedding at 11:8. You can control the time ahead. It doesn't matter if you are earlier. Don't drag it on the road." Han Yinbin held a piece of big red paper in his hand and emphasized.

On paper is the itinerary today, which is quite a lot, but Shang Fuhai feels that this thing is generally not available.

When it was nearly 7 o'clock, Zhang Yiming called Shang Fuhai and told him that the convoy had already assembled and asked him where he could wait.

Shang Fuhai told him the name of Jiadu International Community and finally said, "Old Zhang, thank you today."

"Nothing big, let's be so pretentious. I have something else here. Let's do it now. I'll finish my work later. I'll go to the hotel right after ten o'clock."

The news that Han Zhengyu and Song Yutong are getting married is not a secret. Their friends know it. Song Yutong also posted it on WeChat Moments, and I don’t know who released it. Anyway, many people in the investment circle know this.

Shang Fuhai said to Han Zhengyu: "Kevin, the convoy will come over in a while. You are ready to prepare. If the time is about the same, you should set off."

Han Zhengyu said gratefully: "Boss, I have worried you about my business."

"Hi, what are you talking about? Okay, today you are the biggest, go quickly, I'll go directly to the hotel in a while." Shang Fuhai slapped him on the shoulder.

If you are a woman, I can still hug you and comfort you. What are the big men? Why are you pretending to be pretentious?

After Han Zhengyu and the others left, Shang Fuhai asked Han Yinbin and his wife what else they needed to help.

Shang Fuhai looked very polite and easy-going, but Han Yinbin and his wife really didn't dare and were embarrassed to instruct him to work.

Waiting for more than nine o'clock, Shang Fuhai saw that it was not a big deal for him to stay here. After asking the hotel clearly, he simply went to the hotel with Chen Jingshu.

After Shang Fuhai left, Han Yinbin and Luo Guilian glanced downstairs. Seeing Shang Fuhai getting in the car, Han Yinbin muttered, "Oh, Zhengyu's boss, don't look at him young and has a big aura. I, a bad old man, feel uncomfortable all over."

"You're OK. They put down their airs and came to help Zhengyu wholeheartedly. You are still talking nonsense here. I'm the most annoying to people like you." Luo Guilian directly scolded him.

Han Yinbin glared, but when he saw Luo Guilian's eyes wider than him, he became timid.

"Today is my son's day, I won't bother with you, the old woman." He said with no confidence, stuttering his neck.

Luo Guilian sneered: "It seems like I am as good as you."

The old couple's quarrel has become commonplace, but at key points, both parties will take the initiative to find a way for each other.

When relatives and friends who were still at their home saw it, they couldn't help laughing.

Today is no different for others than usual, but for Han Zhengyu and Song Yutong, today is a very beautiful day.

Although a Rolls-Royce is not a very conspicuous car in Beijing, a row of 10 Rolls-Royces still gives most people a feeling of shock.

So much so that passers-by always have the illusion that those people are really rich, how did they earn it?

When girls see the big red wedding words posted on cars, they can't help but think: "Which lucky girl is going to get married today? Did I have this show when I got married?"

Those who have been married are thinking: "This life is so sluggish. I only had 8 Audis when I got married..."

Han Zhengyu was sitting in the car, thinking about his love life since graduation. During the first half of the itinerary, he and his ex-girlfriend Qin Ya were hard to part with each other, but in the end they broke up because of their different personalities and ideas.

But Yutong kept caring for him silently and waiting for him. When she thought of this, Han Zhengyu felt that she was really unfamiliar with feelings. I didn’t have any thoughts!
Chapter completed!