“Fuck, no way!”
Cao Guangyu and Ren Ziqiang each couldn’t believe it more than the other. A person like Lao Jiang (Brother Jiang) could also be called Bai Yueguang. Oh my god, have you ever asked me what this word means?
Song Qingqing watched them barking at each other and rolled her eyes, feeling that they were really ignorant.
Why can’t girls have white moonlight?
Isn’t that the person who once shone brightly in the best stage of his life, but couldn’t get it?
They had discussed giving Jiang Qinsheng a few students in the dormitory before, but it was a pity that their own Bai Yueguang also had his Bai Yueguang.
Cao Guangyu looked at their slightly smiling but slightly disappointed expressions, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Lao Jiang is really their Bai Yueguang. Damn it, this world is really crazy.
At this time, on the left side of the party area, Chu Siqi stepped over and looked up at the huge PVC board on the lawn. On it was a photo of Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu in formal wear, feeling a little dazed.
Zuo Yuan also looked at the huge PVC photo and couldn’t help but say: “This is probably every girl’s dream.”
Then, one black car after another drove into the manor, without stopping on the way, and went straight to the garden area behind.
The people sitting in these cars were either some leaders or some business tycoons. They entered the garden area and held a small banquet first.
This is not a special treatment, and the private banquet in the garden area is not part of Jiang Qin’s wedding banquet. The banquet was held by representatives of Jeju City leaders who came earlier to find better development opportunities for Jeju. .
Mr. Lei, invest in an electronics factory.
Mr. Ma, how about setting up an e-commerce park?
Mr. Liu, we can also build a large-scale transit logistics warehouse here.
We in Jeju are full of outstanding people!
As for Dong Wenhao and Wei Lanlan, they followed the leaders of Jeju City and would chat with them if there was something going on.
On the other side, in the small building to the east of the villa, the bride-to-be was sitting on the bed, looking out the window quietly, with Lin Zhimei’s “First Love” playing on a loop in her ears.
I had a sleepless night, and the shadow appeared in my mind
Asked why we met him once, the beautiful impression was like first love
I look forward to meeting him every minute
Standing silently and never complaining
I long to see it every minute