When Yang Rui came out of the changing room, a man like the young master of the ancient royal family and nobleman appeared in front of Song Xueni and Jiang Hao.

Both of them suddenly lit up, and they were both amazed at the same time.

"With a slender figure and a calm temperament, with this robe, it is perfect to live like an ancient beautiful man." Song Xueni exclaimed.

Judging from her professional point of view, whether a man is handsome or not depends on whether he can control the fancy clothes.

Generally speaking, if a man looks good in a fancy dress, then he will definitely look good in a suit.

But a man who looks good in a suit may not look good in a fancy suit, and he can't control his temperament, so he is naturally not perfect.

Once upon a time, when she was a girl, she also had a dream of a beautiful man, and she ended up marrying a pig-headed man.

"Yang Rui, you're too handsome, how can I live." Jiang Hao smiled bitterly.

"It's okay." Yang Rui chuckled, but his eyes showed longing.

When he was in Yang's house, his grandmother loved him the most, and every Spring Festival, his grandmother sewed new clothes for him by herself.

Robes, tunics, these are grandma's forte.

There was once a foreign celebrity who admired Chinese culture and came to the door in person, offering an eight-figure sky-high price, just asking his grandmother to tailor a set of Mao suits for him, but he didn't even see his grandmother's face.

Yang Rui still remembers that his grandmother has only made clothes for two people in her life, one is his grandson, and the other person, including Yang Rui, no one knows.

Changing back into his clothes, Yang Rui handed the robe to Song Xueni and said: "This robe is good, from design to workmanship, it is of the highest standard, you can keep it yourself, put it in the store for display, and there is another treasure of the town." ”

"My husband and I specially designed it for you, just to match that gorgeous costume for you, and we don't charge money." Song Xueni said.

"In that case, let's pack it up, thank you." Yang Rui nodded and said, he is not a hypocritical person, that set of fancy clothes cost nearly two million, and Song Xueni made a lot of money.

"That, Yang Rui, when you get married, can I go over to be a photographer? It's responsible for capturing some beautiful moments. Song Xueni said.

Her profession is photography, and later she met her husband, and gradually got involved in fashion design, but she still relied on her to appear on the scene.

"Yes, I'll give you the address when I get back." Yang Rui said.

From the impression of China, Yang Rui parked the motorcycle in the impression of China and took Jiang Hao's car back to the landscape century.

After putting away the wedding dress, he took Jiang Hao to the backyard, ten miles of begonias, full of dazzling colors.

Different from the plump clusters of cherry blossoms, the pink Xifu begonias have a more refreshing flavor than the cherry blossoms, in addition to being close to the color of the cherry blossoms.

There were some begonia flowers scattered from the trees on the ground, and the workers did not deliberately clean them, but added a little casualness and comfort to the scene.

She's going to like it, right?

Yang Rui patted Jiang Hao's shoulder with a smile and said approvingly: "Good job." ”

"I can't do this little thing, and I'm embarrassed to follow you." Jiang Hao said.

Yang Rui glanced at him meaningfully, changed the topic, and said: "Go to the front yard and have a look, the banquet has to be set up with fifty tables, and see which place is suitable." ”

The fifty tables are all relatives and friends of the Jiang family, as well as business partners.

Yang Rui should not reveal his identity now, so he doesn't plan to invite those people, otherwise let alone fifty tables, five hundred tables may not be enough.

"The drinks, the chefs, the ingredients, I can take care of them, and we have a hotel under our company." Jiang Hao hurriedly took the initiative to ask.

"I'm afraid I can't help it, these are all bags for one of my wife's girlfriends, who is the owner of Danlin Restaurant." Yang Rui said that Jiang Keren discussed with him a few days ago, saying that it would cost money anyway, so it was better to earn it for himself.

"That's really a coincidence, my dad also has a stake in Danlin Restaurant." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Just when Yang Rui started to arrange the wedding banquet, there was a piece of news from the outside world that had swept through Guancheng like a hurricane, and by the next day, it had already spread loudly.

"Have you heard, the owner of Begonia Garden is married, so he will hold a banquet in Begonia Garden."

"Wow, really? Who is the wife? ”

"I don't know, alas, I really don't know which woman is so happy, if only I were that woman."

"Tomorrow, our first beauty in Guancheng, Jiang Keren, will also get married, but it's a pity that she married a poor and white cripple."

Similar discussions are frequently repeated in various parts of Guancheng.

"Dad, have you heard that the owner of Begonia Garden is getting married." Ruan Wenchao, who received the news, hurriedly found Ruan Liangjun.

"I heard that, what's wrong?" Ruan Liangjun is also curious about the identity of the owner of Begonia Garden, the matter is so hot, but he has not received the news that any big man has received an invitation, could it be that the mysterious owner of Begonia Garden is not from Guancheng?

But even if you're not from Guancheng, you shouldn't know no one, right?

Just then, the phone on his desk rang.

"What's the matter?"

"Boss, the matter you asked me to inquire about has a result, and it can be determined that the big people in Guancheng have not received the invitation of the owner of Begonia Garden, but it is ......"

"But what?"

"There is a grapevine, our richest man in Guancheng has just resigned from all the meetings in the past two days, and took a private jet to Zhonghai with Mr. Gu from Yunrui Club, I heard that it was to prepare a gift for the owner of the Begonia Garden, and these two people were also not invited."

"Where did you hear that?"

"One of my classmates works as a secretary in the administration department of Hongyuan International, and I asked her to eat at noon and took it out of her mouth."

"Now you put down what you are doing, go to the bank to withdraw 800,000 in cash, and find a red cloth to wrap it. Remember, the news is not allowed to be spread. ”

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Liangjun hesitated, gritted his teeth and said to Ruan Wenchao: "You go home and pack the set of Qing Dynasty teacups left by your grandfather." ”

That set of teacups is the collection of a down-and-out prince in the Qing Dynasty, and he has made a lot of money.

But he knows very well that even the richest man in Guancheng and Mr. Gu have to be treated so ceremoniously, and he must show goodwill.

"Dad, you mean that we are going to take the initiative to go to the Begonia Garden to participate in the banquet?" Ruan Wenchao, the assistant's voice just now, heard it and said excitedly.

"That's right, you don't want to spread the word about this, we have to seize the opportunity, maybe this is an opportunity for us." Ruan Liangjun said that this is his courage.

"No problem, I'll go back." As he spoke, Ruan Wenchao's eyes lit up and said, "Dad, I feel like our family is about to take off." ”

"Don't be proud, that's the beginning." Having said that, Ruan Liangjun was full of energy, he only got the status of a yellow-level member of Yunrui Club yesterday, and today he learned such important news, which is really good.

Of course, if he knew the true identity of the owner of the Begonia Garden, and his son still made things difficult and bullied him many times, I am afraid he would not be happy.

In fact, Ruan Liangjun is still naïve, the news that he Ruan Liangjun can hear, how can those who are more capable than him Ruan Liangjun not know?

When it was rumored that the main industry of Begonia Garden was married, the upper class society of Guancheng staged a scene of the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, so those people also received the news, and the richest man in Guancheng and Mr. Gu went to Zhonghai to prepare wedding gifts for the owners of Begonia Garden!

Therefore, everyone was not willing to lag behind, with the same mind as Ruan Liangjun, preparing a big gift and seizing the opportunity.

"Wife, what about the pair of words I collected a few years ago?" Bao Guanghui said to his wife.

"I've put it away, it's in the safe."

"Hurry up and take it out and see if it's damaged, help me pack it up."

"Uncle, are you going to attend the banquet of the owner of Begonia Garden?" Pang Fei next to him asked with bright eyes.

"yes, what's wrong?" Bao Guanghui said lightly.

"Can you take me with you tomorrow?" As Pang Fei spoke, his eyes looked at his aunt pleadingly.

"Let's go together, then." The middle-aged woman who still had charm spoke, and Bao Guanghui didn't say anything, he was a wife slave.

Jiang Keqing was bored in the bedroom and brushed Douyin, and suddenly received a WeChat, after reading it, she hurriedly jumped out of bed, ran to the living room and said loudly: "Dad, do you want to go to the wedding of the owner of Begonia Garden?" ”

"Who wouldn't want to, but they didn't invite us." Jiang Chunhui said depressedly, when he thought that kind of big man was going to get married tomorrow, and tomorrow was also the day when his eldest daughter held a banquet, his heart felt as uncomfortable as eating.

People are more popular than people, and other people's families can find such an excellent son-in-law, but their family has found a crippled and poor bastard.

But he made up his mind, after tomorrow, if he still can't see the RV, he will let Jiang Keren divorce Yang Rui, let Yang Rui get out, there is no negotiation.

"Ruan Wenchao just sent me a WeChat message, saying that he is not coming to my sister's wedding, and he is going to attend the wedding of the owner of Begonia Garden with his father." Jiang Keqing said.

Jiang Chunhui, who heard this, looked even more ugly.

"Dad, I'll give him a call and ask him to take us there." Jiang Keqing proposed.

"Okay." Jiang Chunhui nodded without hesitation.

He didn't want Jiang Keren and Yang Rui to get married, but now that such an incident has happened, the outside world is in an uproar, and some people compare Yang Rui with the owner of the Begonia Garden, which makes his old face all lost.

got his father's consent, Jiang Keqing immediately called Ruan Wenchao, Ruan Wenchao agreed, but he could only bring them to the door, and whether he could enter at that time depended on the host's intentions.

Jiang Chunhui and Jiang Keqing flew happily, getting married is a big event, someone took the initiative to congratulate them, how can there be any reason to refuse?

So they don't worry about not being able to enter the Begonia Garden at all, and as long as they enter the Begonia Garden, if they are lucky and make friends with one or two big people, it will be a skyrocket.

"How can you do that? Tomorrow Keren and Yang Rui are going to hold a banquet, you go to participate in other people's banquets, do you spread the word? Su Xianglan frowned.

"What's wrong with it, do you want me to look at other people's faces?" Jiang Chunhui said unhappily: "You don't want to lose face, I still want to save face, do you know what is being said about us outside?" ”

"It is said that our daughter found a poor egg and a cripple, and the daughter of the other family married the owner of the Begonia Garden!"

"I think with my ass, I know how beautiful the wedding of the owner of the Begonia Garden will be tomorrow, and many people also say that they want to go to the gate of the Landscape Century to squat, just to see the true face of the owner of the Begonia Garden!"

Jiang Chunhui's continuous cannonballs made Su Xianglan speechless.

"Yes, Mom, you're going to go by yourself tomorrow, anyway, Dad and I won't go, we can't afford to lose that person." Jiang Keqing said.

"I'm too lazy to talk about you, how do you like it?" Su Xianglan sighed, her status in this family was suppressed by Jiang Chunhui, and she didn't talk about anything, so she could only be powerless.