Chapter 275

"Boss Ye, you're here." Seeing Ye Qingling stepping out of the car, Chen Huanhong hurried over to greet her with a slightly apologetic and respectful expression.

Today is not the weekend, Ye Qingling, as a big boss with thousands of employees, was able to attend the wedding of one of his small employees in person in his busy schedule. It is said that this is not even the mayor of Jincheng District, especially him. It has only been less than a month since I joined the company.

In fact, Chen Huanhong was very clear about the matter between Ye Qingling and Yao Di, who would become his wife. She understands even more that at the beginning, the charming and charming female boss who represented China's most traditional female boss was almost given to that by her own charming and exotic wife. So, seeing her come in person today, I was really excited to death. He rubbed his hands on the brand new suit, but he just reached out embarrassedly.

"Old Chen, congratulations." Ye Qingling smiled slightly, deeply hiding the pain in her heart, and proactively extended her hand to Chen Huanhong. Chen Huanhong is a few years older than Ye Qingling. Since Ye Qingling is his absolute boss, naturally he can't call him "Big Brother Chen", but it's not good to call him by his name directly. "Little Chen" is even better. I couldn't say it out loud, so I called him Old Chen as a compromise.

"Same joy, same joy..." After stumbling out a few words, the hands held by Chen Huanhong and Ye Qingling trembled a little, only then did they realize that there was something wrong with their words, and their faces turned red all of a sudden. .

"Haha, same joy, same joy." Ye Qingling didn't think much about it, and retracted her hand, took out a big red envelope from the bag she was carrying and handed it to Chen Huanhong: "Old Chen, this is the company's great joy for you." Thank you, please accept it." Although Tianhe Group had sent a 42-inch plasma color TV and brought six large flower baskets just now, which had already given Chen Huanhong enough face, but now Ye Qingling is still Take out a big red envelope. Judging by the thickness of the red envelope, there must be at least eight thousand dollars in it.

"Okay, let me say that Brother Hong is doing really well. He only went to work for a few days, and not only did he get a beautiful little lady, but his boss actually thinks so much of him... Six, guess that bag contains at least Ten thousand yuan, right?" Xiao San whispered to Liu Zi who was holding a firecracker beside her, her eyes never parting from Ye Qingling's face.

"Well, I think it's at least 8,000 yuan. Brother Hong is Brother Hong. No wonder when Huang Tiezui told his fortune, he said that he will have noble people to help him in the future, and he will have boundless fortune. I think it looks like... Little brother, what do you think?" Why does Huang Tiezui say that I'm just a part-time job?" Liu Zi gritted his teeth fiercely, with a look of resignation on his face.

"How is this possible?" Seeing Ye Qingling taking out the red envelope again, Chen Huanhong quickly declined: "Mr. Ye, since you are here, I will be very honorable, and besides, there are already congratulatory gifts...how can I accept the red envelope again? Ye In short, this is absolutely impossible."

"Take it, don't be mother-in-law." Ye Qingling couldn't help stuffing the red envelope into Chen Huanhong's hand, and suddenly said in a tone that made Chen Huanhong inexplicably depressed: "I hope you will treat Yao Di well in the future, she really needs a stable life It's... well, a peaceful and happy life."

Seeing that Ye Qingling's eye circles seemed to turn red, Chen Huanhong didn't dare to refuse any more, so he had no choice but to accept the red envelope. When I was thinking about Ye Zong being bullied by someone again, I unknowingly opened the red envelope in my hand, and subconsciously poured it out, and a thick wad of brand new hundred-yuan bills slipped out of the red envelope Come out, on the top of the bill, there is a bank card of Huaxia People's Bank.

ah? How is this going?

Chen Huanhong stared blankly at the card, and when he wanted to ask what the card meant, he heard Ye Qingling say: "Old Chen, there is one million and one million in the card, hehe, this is for good luck. You don’t have to ask why, you just accept it.”

"One, one hundred, one million and one million?! Brother San, did I hear you right? Is this a red envelope? Why, why did you give Brother Hong so much?" Hearing that Chen Huanhong received a one million red envelope Finally, Liu Zi, who was standing behind him, trembled, and the firecracker fell to the ground with a bang.

Yao Di was once Qin Zhao's woman.

For this reason, it is enough.

"Mr. Ye, this..." Chen Huanhong bit his lip, he didn't ask any more questions, but just put the card away. He thought that Qin Zhao gave him this card because he was afraid that Yao Di would suffer in his Chen family. In fact, Ye Qingling did not tell Qin Zhao about such a generous gift to Chen Huanhong and Yao Di. The money is also not the company's, but is due from her share in the company.

Women, it's really weird sometimes. After knowing that Qin Zhao and herself were hopeless, Ye Qingling's heart turned 180 degrees. Maybe it was out of anger, but more like expressing something to him. She planned to leave Tianhe Group, Those women who gave everything they had in Tianhe to Qin Zhao... No one knew that Ye Qingling would do this, even she herself didn't know why.

Of course, one million is far from enough for what Ye Qingling got in Tianhe. Even if she gave out a hundred more such red envelopes, she still had the capital to register a company with assets worth hundreds of millions. But she didn't forget that Song Pingxia, who always regarded her as her own daughter, was also one of the women related to Qin Zhao, but that was his mother, an existence that no woman could compete with. she is gone.

"Hong'er, the auspicious time has come. It's time for you to greet your relatives...ah, this is the company leader you always talk about, right? Hehe, please come in and talk, my child. It's very windy outside." Chen's father and Chen's mother came out and told When it was time for Chen Huanhong to go to meet his relatives, he happened to see Ye Qingling wanting to go to the Hummer after giving Chen Huanhong a red envelope, and hurriedly said hello: "My child, Hong'er's business is bothering you, go in and have a seat."

It's been a long time since I heard such a humane title. Ye Qingling's heart warmed up after hearing Father Chen's address as 'child', and she declined, "Uncle, I'm just waiting here to see the bride, you should go greet other guests." She knew There are many things that need to be done by the two elders of the Chen family. If I enter the house, I will naturally have Mother Chen to accompany her. Wouldn't that cause trouble for others? Besides, she is not the kind of woman who likes to talk about family affairs.

Sitting in the car watching all this, Qin Zhao understood what Ye Qingling meant when he saw the bank card in the red envelope that Ye Qingling took out. I couldn't help but feel agitated, feeling that it seemed a bit too much for me to be so unfeeling. In fact, Ye Qingling, who took off her cold and arrogant outfit, is really a nice woman... Alas, it's a pity that Fu Yi.

Whenever he thought of Fu Yi, and the image of Ye Qingling standing up and kissing him affectionately on the forehead, Qin Zhao felt not only a headache, but also a pain in the balls. After cursing inwardly, he took out a cigarette and took a deep puff, then closed his eyes and suddenly exhaled the smoke that left all the harmful substances in his lungs, as if to It's like vomiting out an inexplicable pain.

"Qin, Secretary Qin, we should go." Chen Huanhong walked to the BMW car with red balloons hanging on the mirror, tapped the glass lightly with his hand, and after hesitating for a while, he called out 'Secretary Qin' this title. In his heart, perhaps he is only willing to admit that Ye Qingling is the boss.

"Has the auspicious time come yet? Well, let's come in." Qin Zhao turned his head and looked out of the car. There were already several small cars that the Chen family had found by themselves adjusting their direction at the entrance of the village, and two young men carrying red lanterns led Some people with national musical instruments such as erhu, sheng, and flute also came out of their homes one after another, playing and playing. It seems that the wedding for Chen Huanhong to marry Yao Di is about to begin.

Marrying a woman who likes him for others, Qin Zhao can't tell what it feels like in his heart, but he knows that he must be a competent driver now. So he took the initiative to open the door on the other side of the BMW for Chen Huanhong, and let the groom who looked down on him get in the car.

When Qin Zhao drove the BMW car to lead the wedding team and slowly drove towards Lijiazhuang, the north wind became more and more sharp, and snow particles the size of rice grains floated in the sky, smashing on the car windows, sending out a loud noise. There was a soft crackling sound.

I really don't know where Master Huang Tiezui calculated that today is an auspicious day for marriage.

Although the wedding in the countryside is a bit cumbersome, it definitely has the incomparable flavor of a westernized wedding. Only from the melody of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" played by those national musical instruments, Yao Di, who was covered with a red hijab, walked out of the gate of Li's second aunt with the help of two bridesmaids, and there were two little girls behind her. The scene of delivering the gift with a thick red candle makes people unable to help silently wishing her happiness in the future.

Qin Zhao is like this.

I don't know if he will come or not. After hearing the sound of firecrackers from the welcoming procession outside the door, Yao Di, who was sitting on the kang with a red hijab on his head, was thinking with his hands together.

"Xiao Di, it's time to go out." The second aunt of the Li family walked into Yao Di's room happily, and said to the anxious Yao Di. The nephew was able to marry such a beautiful girl, and she was married from her family. As the second aunt, she felt very honorable among the neighbors in the neighborhood, because she had never seen such a beautiful bride before. .

Hearing Second Aunt's voice, Yao Di nodded and stood up. Walking out of the "boudoir" supported by two bridesmaids in their thirties, followed by a girl with red candles at both ends, her two energetic faces were full of playful smiles.

The courtyard was already full of people watching the fun, especially the older girls and younger daughters-in-law, who were particularly envious of Yao Di, who was wearing a red wedding dress from ancient China, wearing a phoenix crown and a red hijab. Look at others, how tasteful is this wedding? Where are those impetuous young people wearing white wedding dresses like those impetuous young people now. How can a white wedding dress look so good, this is marriage.