Chapter 100: Sleep Legally

Just after the New Year of 2o12, Jianwu City held a grand wedding, an extended version of the Cadillac headed, and then 28 luxury cars, from the suburbs of Jianwu City, Binshui Villa, through Jianwu City's most prosperous Jianwu Avenue, around the city,.。

According to reports, the wedding car of this wedding is worth more than 100 million, and it is very rare for helicopter aerial photography to appear where the wedding car passed.

On the lawn of Shangri-La Hotel, nearly 100 guests were invited to attend the wedding.

Among these people, there are business executives worth hundreds of millions of dollars, well-known entrepreneurs who are famous and active, high-ranking officials, and scholars and scientists who have learned a lot of money.

At least half of the high-level leaders of the entire Zezi system were present, and some people within the Zhongze Group joked that if someone threw a few bombs at the scene, the Zezi system would probably collapse immediately.

It's a joke, but if anyone really wants to do it, I'm afraid that the security level of this wedding will be ridiculously professional.

Because the male protagonist of the wedding, the groom, Du Jun, is the security director of the Zezi department and Zhao Zejun's personal bodyguard.

The local leaders of Southern Jiangsu Province and Jianwu City are almost all here. Du Jun is usually inconspicuous, and within the Zhongze Group, he is not in charge of specific business, but all the people who deal with Zhao Zejun know very well that where there is Zhao Zejun, there must be Du Jun, and where there is Du Jun, Zhao Zejun must be safe.

For those who are familiar with the Zezi system, it is even more clear that Du Jun is a character who worked hard with Zhao Zejun, and his personal relationship is more than that of a brother. Zhao Zejun once said in public that even if one day the Zezi system no longer exists, as long as Jiang Xuan, Du Jun, and Gianna are still around, he will be able to regain a piece of the world.

The wedding of such a person is not much different from the wedding of Zhao Zejun himself. It is said that this wedding was actually organized by Zhao Zejun.

The bride, Sun Jiajia, is even more famous, only knowing that she was once a singer trained by Zhao Zejun, and now she has opened a small musical instrument shop.

There were not only guests, but also the bodyguards of the guests. Also as a bodyguard, there are not a few people who envy Du Jun.

No matter how close the bodyguard is, he is only half of the family, and there is another half of his identity, which is actually a house slave. However, Du Jun's wedding this time is obviously not a treatment that a domestic slave can get.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Niu Shengli coughed a few times, looked back at Dezi, showed a smile that only an elder would have, and said, "You are not too young, you should think about your own affairs." ”

"It's all trivial. Dezi said lightly.

When the wedding march sounded, everyone turned back to look at the flower-paved road.

When the bride and groom walked into the venue, the audience burst into a low exclamation.

The one who acted as the best man was not Luo Datou, the security director of the Zezi Department as originally imagined, or even Jiang Xuan, but Zhao Zejun himself.

Some people thought that Zhao Zejun was buying people's hearts, but this scene made these people completely shut up. There is no such thing as buying people's hearts, or if you want to buy people's hearts, it is too blatant to do so, and it will cause the opposite effect. Zhao Zejun acts as the best man, which can only show that the personal relationship with the groom is too good.

Compared to the best man candidates, the bridesmaids are also a big surprise.

A very beautiful young woman, but most of the people present did not know, with a little jasper in temperament, but a person with a sharp 'nose', could smell a 'female entrepreneur' from the other party.

Those present will inevitably think that the pair of groomsmen and bridesmaids have revealed any subtext?

"Why is she?" Wu Mengqi looked surprised, and whispered to Qiao Xinyun beside her: "Even if it's not you, it should be Ding Lan, Su Yun, at least Sun Jiajia's best friend, how can it be Kong Hui?"

Due to their similar family backgrounds, Wu Mengqi and Qiao Xinyun have been very close in recent years and have become out-and-out best friends.

Xia Fei, who was sitting on the other side, turned his head and glanced at Wu Mengqi and said, "You don't gossip about these things." ”

"I'll just talk about it, and I dare to say it in front of Zhao Zejun. In terms of seniority, it can't be Kong Hui's turn, right?" Wu Mengqi looked like a little pepper, hugged Qiao Xinyun upright, and said: "Brother Zhao is really, you have been helping him for the past few years, and he has no points in his heart?"

Qiao Xinlong looked at his sister, the corners of his mouth were raised, he smiled without saying a word, and his expression was a little playful.

"The person who accompanies you is not necessarily the one who goes to the end. Qiao Xinyun didn't mind at all, but said lightly: "He is a person, there are many companions, but there are few long-term ones, he wants to take care of every companion in his life, maybe because of this, these people will eventually become passers-by." ”

"Xinyun, are you going to become a monk-in-law, and you're starting to talk sharply?" Xia Fei said with a smile.

"I think Xinyun has a point, and the only way to last is not to approach his life too early. Qiao Xinlong hugged his arm and said: "When Zeyue went public, Su Yun stood by his side; ”

"Out?" Qiao Xinyun also laughed, shook his head, looked at Zhao Zejun from afar, and said: "He, this person, gives me the feeling that he is not in the center, he is here, but he doesn't know where his heart is, the people around him can't talk about being out, but it's very difficult to really get into his heart." That's probably what attracted me to him. Ding Lan is very smart and has chosen another path, maybe it can be done. But I don't want to go down that path. ”

"You, think carefully. Qiao Xinlong shook his head helplessly: "It's almost thirty people, you have to have a spectrum in your heart, take it if you can, and transfer your position if you can't take it." ”

Qiao Xinyun laughed.

What she wants is not a battle, or even a battle to win or lose, but the entire war.

Just when a grand wedding was being held in Jianwu City, in a luxury suite of a large five-star hotel in a southern city, a naked man with glasses and politeness was squatting in the corner with his head in his hands.

On the bed, a little girl with heavy makeup and no age was crying in an exaggerated 'woo woo'.

The naked man is called 'Yang Yiwen', a native of Pengcheng, a reporter from a well-known media in Pengcheng, who has reported many high-profile news such as Haitian Feast and Black Coal Mine, and was promoted to deputy editor-in-chief at the end of last year.

He couldn't have imagined that someone would dare to come to this hotel and knock on the door and make trouble. The behind-the-scenes boss of this hotel is Brother Prince, Pengcheng is black and white, and everyone gives him three points.

If the room is open well, why did someone rush in?

Several men with dragon and phoenix tattoos blocked the room, and for a triangular eye, they kicked Yang Yiwen's face fiercely, and shouted:

"Dead on the street, my sister is only 13 and a half years old!"

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