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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1221

“What’s going on over there?”

“What’s wrong, Dad?”

Wang Jianxiang lowered his voice: “Mr. Gao, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Liu… and more than 20 of their family members were sitting at the table at the back. They were crowded like chickens that couldn’t open their wings. What do you think?”

Lin Laowu couldn’t help but speak at this time: “My father-in-law, listen to me, we were originally arranged to sit in the front row, but it is said that the bosses took the initiative to switch with our relatives here.”

“You took the initiative to change?”

“yes.”

Wang Jianxiang scratched his head and thought to himself, this is so fucking weird. These bosses usually have to be in the front row for everything they do. Last time they almost got into a fight over the chief seat at dinner. How could they be willing to sit at the back?

But there is nothing you can do at this time, because the hotel waiter has already started serving food, and you definitely can’t adjust your seat at this time.

Wang Jianxiang took a deep breath and fell into silence with a very ugly expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, Lin Laowu and Niu Xianglan felt a little uneasy. They wanted to say something, but they didn’t know what to say.

Don’t look at the fact that her mother’s family has so much dowry, a car and a house, it seems very majestic, but in fact Niu Xianglan and Lin Laowu have been looking at her face during this time, and they are almost feeling aggrieved.

But this is the in-laws, and the in-laws are rich, what can you do? I can only endure it.

After a while, the previous procedures were completed step by step. Wang Cuimei took off her wedding dress, put on a cheongsam, and began to prepare for the toast.

Who should I pay homage to first?

Of course, this is a tribute to those business bosses.

Originally, according to the established route, they could just start toasting from the first table and move forward, but now they have to toast from the last table forward.

So, the groom carried the plate, the bride carried the wine pot, followed by Wang Jianxiang and Lin Laowu, and went to the last table in a mighty manner.

As soon as he walked behind the hall pillar, Wang Jianxiang stopped looking.

Good guy, Mr. Gao is already fat. He can’t squeeze into the table for twenty people. He is leaning over to pick up the dishes, which makes people feel distressed just looking at him.

“Gao…Mr. Gao?”

Gao Lingxi didn’t even need to turn around. He turned his head and saw Wang Jianxiang and the others: “Old Wang, you can save money by marrying your daughter. There are twenty people at a table. Don’t tell me, the food you are rushing to eat is delicious. Damn it.” Mom is awesome!”

Wang Jianxiang knew that he had been thrown off, but he could only apologize: “I’m sorry, Mr. Gao, you were originally assigned to sit at the table in front of me, but I don’t know why you sat at the wrong table.”

“Whatever, it’s not me who’s embarrassed anyway.”

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