"Ahh

Xu Rui slapped his thigh violently, frowned, and his intestines were remorseful.

There was already a waiter here who came to entertain his colleagues, so Xu Rui said hello and left: "I'll go first, you guys eat here!"

"Where are you going, won't you serve us?"

"The service is barren, I'll go find Miss Zhao!" Xu Rui rushed into the elevator and rushed to the company's headquarters.

It's a pity that when he arrived at the headquarters, Zhao Yihan had already gone home from work.

And the colleagues of the Kechen Internet Cafe ate in Haidilao until more than 9 o'clock in the evening, at that time, there were not many tables in the store, Cao Daihong was finally free, he asked other waiters around:

"Tingting, Xiaomei, have you seen the new employee who came at seven o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Nope!"

Cao Daihong directly dialed Xu Rui's phone, and no one replied to the WeChat message, and he fell into deep thought.

Because Xu Rui is now on the phone with Zhao Yihan, he is discussing with her whether he can let himself go back to work at Kechen Internet Cafe.

"Miss Zhao, I was wrong, please do me a favor and say a few kind words in front of Boss Xie, your great kindness is unforgettable!"

Zhao Yihan was pestered by him and couldn't cry or laugh: "I said can you not be like this, you know Boss Xie's temper, I can't persuade him at all!"

"All of us Kechen Network Technology, Boss Xie is the only one who likes you the most, if you don't help me, no one will help me!" Xu Rui said in a hurry on his phone.

The reason why he is so persistent and has to find Zhao Yihan to intercede for him is mainly because he has come out of Kechen Internet Cafe, he doesn't know where there is such a good treatment, this time he really doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, and finally knows that the outside world is far from being as beautiful as he imagined, and Haidilao's treatment is far less good than Kechen Internet Cafe.

Zhao Yihan, a woman, has always been too soft-hearted, and she couldn't help but be brainwashed by a few words from others, even if that person was not very familiar with her, she could hear a poor story and shed tears inexplicably, so the good old man doesn't know how much he has suffered, since he was scolded by Xie Xiaoke last time, he is much better now, this time he heard Xu Rui talk a lot of nonsense, and he didn't feel anything.

Before the change, she would definitely feel that Xu Rui was so pitiful, he didn't mean it, it was his friend Cao Daihong who fooled him, how can people not make mistakes, when there is a power outage in the clock, I still go to help him plead and talk to Boss Xie.

Now her thoughts have changed, she feels that Xu Rui is to blame, she didn't listen to him so much at the beginning, she had to resign, and now she is talking about those useless things? Pitiful? There are many poor people in this world, do I have to sympathize with each one?

"I didn't persuade you at the beginning, you don't listen to me, what can you do, you have to say it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, not giving Xu Rui a chance to continue BB at all.

Xu Rui dialed Zhao Yihan's phone again, and it showed that he was on the phone, so he had to give up the idea of asking for help, and decided to go to the company's headquarters tomorrow morning to find Xie Xiaoke directly.

......

Xie Xiaoke's home.

It's September 7th, and there is less than a month left before the wedding day with Wang Xiaochen, and the preliminary planning work is already underway.

In the evening, Xie Xiaoke has been sending electronic invitations to his high school, junior high school, college classmates, relatives and friends at home to hand over to his parents to solve.

Although this is all something that has been agreed on a long time ago, Xie Xiaoke still feels incredible, he has been tormented for so long in the life where there is no hope at all before he got the system, and he never thought that he would be able to get married in this life.

One invitation after another was sent out from his hand, as if the unwillingness and inferiority complex that had been accumulated in his heart for decades were being lost bit by bit, replaced by the confidence and calmness of straightening his waist and being a real man.

Self-confidence comes from strength and status, not just hard talking.

If Xie Xiaoke is young and does not feel inferior, his wife must be a lot.

Some people may say that there are many people in this world who are even more miserable than Xie Xiaoke, they dare to do anything, they lick when they see a woman, they can only say that Xie Xiaoke himself is spineless.

But that can't be called self-confidence, it's self-defeating.

If Xie Xiaoke had no money, Wang Xiaochen would have been sexually harassed by him many times without resisting?

When pigs fly!

Maybe she has a good impression of Xie Xiaoke, and then the two of them can come together, but after getting married, she found that Xie Xiaoke's family conditions are so poor, she can't afford rings, clothes, bags, and even milk powder money after the child is born.

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaoke's tears couldn't stop flowing, and every tear represented Xie Xiaoke's heroic nature and chivalrous tenderness.

After receiving the invitation, the students consciously sent the red envelopes.

Wang Sao sent 999 red envelopes to bless them for a long time, Fei Shiming's conditions were slightly better, and he sent 2388, Zheng Xiaojie didn't have much money, but he also sent 666, which he made up with frugality, which is enough to see that the friendship between them has reached a very high level.

There are some of the remaining classmates who are not very familiar with them, 500, 1000, everything, all of them went into Xie Xiaoke's WeChat, and his points rose by more than 30,000 points in one night, and the red envelopes of relatives at home were all cash, and they were all handed over to Xie Xiaoke's parents, in fact, there was more money over there, but there were no points.

In the middle of the night, Wang Xiaochen couldn't sleep, she turned around and saw that Xie Xiaoke's eyes were still open, and he was still holding his mobile phone in his hand. I was surprised and asked, "Why don't you sleep yet?"

Xie Xiaoke smiled slightly: "I'm sending invitations to my classmates!"

"Oh, so early?"

"Yes!" Xie Xiaoke finished sending the last few invitations, turned off the mobile phone screen, put it aside, hugged Wang Xiaochen's fragrant shoulder, and stroked it gently: "The wedding will be held on October 1st, and it's not too early!"

Wang Xiaochen looked at the largest wedding photo hanging on the wall by the moonlight, although she couldn't see it clearly in the dark environment, but the expression of taking pictures at that time still appeared in her mind, this is undoubtedly the happiest and most memorable moment in her life, before she met Xie Xiaoke, I don't know how many men chased him, there are honest and cute types, there are lustful and wild types, there are arrogant and arrogant, and there are poor dicks who have nothing, but he didn't like any of them, and the threshold of the family was broken by those who said that the matchmaker, but he fell in love with Xie Xiaoke。

"Go to sleep when you're done, don't stay up late!" Wang Xiaochen touched Xie Xiaoke's chest and said.

......

Early the next morning, Xie Xiaoke came to the company and plunged into Gong Qiuwei's office.

Last night, he just sent all his classmates, but there were still many friends in Shencheng who didn't send them, and his own notices one by one seemed too unstylish, so he asked Gong Qiuwei to find someone to make some more high-end invitations and send them to those in the entertainment industry one by one, including the directors and leading actors of Doupo and Mu Shenji before, as well as some acquaintances of Orange Sky Entertainment and Shenying Group, as long as they have crossed paths with Xie Xiaoke, all of them are invited.

As for the people in his own company, needless to say, as early as 800 years ago, he already knew that Xie Xiaoke was married on National Day.