183: C183 There Was No End to the Argument

C183 There Was No End to the Argument

I haven't been in Jiangzhou City for three years, and the four great families have made a lot of money. A large portion of them are old master Yem Zhenfeng's blood and sweat. It's time to give them some blood.

Tian Ming nodded his head. "I understand. Your subordinate will let out the news that you will participate in the Celebrity Fair."

Yan Su smiled and added, "Whoever offers the best gift will be welcomed by This King."

Destiny also smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He said sincerely, "I am wise! This way, those rich and famous people will go crazy and empty their minds to prepare the gift."

Bao Xiong was confused when he heard that. He reached out his hand and suspended it in midair. No... What are you two talking about? Why don't I understand? "

"Because you are a fool."

It was rare for Destiny to joke around.

Bao Xiong was so angry that he stared at him. Do you want to fight? Yan Su waved his hand and said, "Don't ask. We'll know when the time comes."

Bao Xiong immediately restrained his anger and responded in a low voice. "Oh."

Night fell and the moon rose above the treetops.

The four great families were brightly lit and were planning a ceremony.

The Yem family was the most active. Unlike the other three families, the Yem family carried the heavy responsibility of getting rid of their previous shame.

The last time they were chased out of the ceremony, the Yem family had lost all face.

Yem Weihao and Yem Changhai swore that they would win Heavenly King's favor this time and take the opportunity to become the leader of the four families.

The two of them made a long list. Apart from the various arrangements at the venue, the most important thing was the choice of gifts.

The army sent news that the four families would be in charge of hosting the ceremony. However, the right to invite guests was not in their hands.

The army had the final say! It didn't matter! As the organizer, the four families have contributed and contributed. It can't be that we can't even enter the door.

The Yem family didn't have any objections to this.

"No, it's too cheap. A mere tens of millions worth of items, how can the Heavenly King take it seriously?"

"The price of private planes and cruise ships is suitable! But don't forget, they are the leaders of the army. With just a simple order, they can use any military aircraft or cruise ship they want. Giving these two items to them would seem to be of little value. "

The two brothers were arguing endlessly. For a moment, they were unable to make a decision.

The only thing they agreed with was that it must be expensive.

Yem Weihao saw a person flash past from the corner of his eye. He left and shouted, "Second brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Come in and have a seat."

Today was Monday. Yem Weiye came over to greet Old Master as usual.

The result was the same as usual. Old Master did not give him a good look.

In the past, Old Master only thought that his second son was useless and did not like him.

But now, it became hatred! His 80th birthday was ruined by Yem Weiye's son-in-law.

The Blood Dragon Jade, which cost a sky-high price, had been turned into powder in front of everyone. It was a waste of God's gift.

Yem Weiye could not help but laugh awkwardly after being scolded by Old Master. "You guys are busy. I will not disturb you."

"Don't be in a hurry to leave. Have you heard about the ceremony?"

Yem Weihao had a fake smile on his face. There was a cunning look in his eyes.

Yem Weiye nodded. Such a big thing had been spread long ago.

Yem Weihao deliberately sighed and said, "It's a pity that you are only a university teacher despite being a member of the Yan family. You are destined to not have the chance to attend the ceremony."

Yem Changhai said in the same tone, "But it doesn't matter. We can describe the details of the ceremony to you. You can't be addicted to the eyes or the ears."

Hahaha! The two brothers laughed out loud. It was more than one word to describe how arrogant they were.

Yem Weiye was so angry that his face turned green. "You guys are bullying me too much.

When they got into the car, Yem Weiye was so angry that it was hard to calm down.

"You got scolded by the old lady again. Haven't you gotten used to it? What's there to be angry about?"

Zhou Shiqin tried to persuade him with a smile as she started the engine.

The old man was fine when he was around. Although he did not approve of Yem Weiye, he at least approved of him.

What was wrong with the university teachers? They did not steal or rob him. The key was that they had a good daughter.

The old man's love for Yem Qi surpassed the sum of all his children and grandchildren combined.

This was the only place where Yem Weiye could hold his head high. Unfortunately, after the old master died, the old lady took charge and her attitude towards Yem Weiye's family changed abruptly.

After being scolded for three years, Yem Weiye had indeed gotten used to it.

Therefore, Zhou Shiqin found it strange.

Yem Weiye said angrily, "It's not an old lady, it's Yang and Third Brother. They're mocking me for not being qualified to participate in the ceremony."

Zhou Shiqin turned the steering wheel and said, "You're a professor of history in a university. You don't have the right to participate in the ceremony."

Yem Weiye was really angry. He said, " I just don't like their high and mighty faces. They are a family. Who is more noble than them? "Go to the son-in-law's house and let him drink with me twice. Otherwise, the anger won't disappear."

Half an hour later.

Yan Su clinked glasses with Yem Weiye and said with a smile, "Father-in-law, I thought it was something big. I was so angry at you that it turned out to be just an invitation."

Yem Weiye smiled sadly. "What do you mean an invitation? Do you think it's easy to get it? The four big families are the organizers. They don't have the right to decide who goes and who doesn't go. The army has the final say."

"You forgot. I used to be a soldier. I have a few friends in the army. I can get you two invitations and let you and your mother-in-law enter. It's not a problem."

Yan Su said.

Yem Weiye looked happy. "Really?"

A moment later, Bao Xiong sent two invitations with a respectful expression.

The dark green card paper had the Nine Heavens Dragon Totem.

One of them had Yem Weiye's name written on it, and the other was Zhou Shiqin.

Yem Weiye was extremely excited. He said excitedly, "Son-in-law, you are really amazing."

Yan Su's expression was indifferent. "It's just a small matter."

However, the problem came again! The gift ceremony, as its name implied, was to give gifts! Yem Weiye's monthly salary was ten to twenty thousand yuan. His family did not have any other income.

On Old Master's birthday last time, the couple gritted their teeth and took out a year's worth of savings to buy a birthday present.1

In the end, when faced with other people's birthday gifts that were easily worth millions of yuan, they were completely useless.

Old Master did not like it and was even ridiculed by his family. The couple had a deep memory of this.

"As far as I know, people who fought in the north, from generals to soldiers, all like something."

Yan Su, in accordance with the principle of sending Buddha to the west, gave his father-in-law an idea.

Yem Weiye said happily, "What is it?"

"Old wine of the North! Because it was strong enough, it was called a bayonet by the soldiers. It meant a knife to the throat. "

Yan Su explained.

Yem Weiye was a little doubtful. He asked," Do you mean to let me bring a box of old Northern wine? "Can it work? In my impression, this kind of wine is very cheap."

The corner of Yan Su's mouth rose, forming a beautiful arc. "Gifts are more important than love, lighter than price."

The old Northern Kingdom wine, 60 degrees! When fighting, take a sip to relieve your fatigue.

Injured, it can be used to disinfect wounds.

Celebration is it, it is also it to send off its fallen brothers! Yan Su could get an invitation, and he was also a soldier who had retired from the north. Yem Weiye chose to believe his words.

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