Chapter 663： Get married (on)

Chapter 663 Marriage (Part 1)

Liu Aiguo and Wang Xiaojun, of course, had arrived long ago. After the motorcade stopped, they led a disturbance.

Take three steps, take two steps back, from time to time you have to make a circle, a short alley, Jiang Xiaobai carrying Zhao Xinyi on his back, but can’t go back.

Everyone was amazed by Zhao Xinyi, but to talk about it, but no one dared to be too vulgar.

The entire hutong has been surrounded by water, not to mention the hutong where Jiang Xiaobai’s house is, but several nearby hutongs were all disturbed.

Without him, the scene is too big.

Entering Jiang’s house all the way through a slapstick, Zhao Xinyi rested in the wedding room, and Jiang Xiaobai greeted the guests in the yard.

The big iron pot in the yard has long been set up, cooking, washing dishes, cutting vegetables... it's a lively scene.

Wang Meng followed Jiang Xiaobai, helping to greet him.

Li Laosan has become a busy group, except for Jiang Xiaobai after receiving his relatives, and after showing up in the alley, he did not show up.

"Lao San." Jiang Xiaobai found Li Lao San at the accountant.

The account room was set up in Jiang Zijian’s house. It was not an ancient account room, but a temporary account room where Jiang Xiaobai received gift money for his wedding.

"How is it? Is there anything wrong?" Jiang Xiaobai handed a cigarette to Lao San Li, and the two started chattering.

"It's okay. Don't worry, the banquet is arranged properly. There is nothing missing. This wedding will definitely be done for you."

Li Laosan said.

"Thank you." Jiang Xiaobai thanked him. It is not easy to organize a wedding.

I still remember that when the eldest brother Jiang Zijun got married, he was very tired of Jiang Tieshan.

It’s better to have a few relatives and friends. If you get married like yourself, there are hundreds of people here, but Father Jiang will be too exhausted to handle it.

"Your happy event. It is the happy event of several factories in our Jianhua. It is worthy of me for you to let me handle this. It is my honor. What's the hard work."

Li Laosan said.

Jiang Xiaobai and Laosan Li were chatting, and Jiang Tieshan came with the person who kept the cash in the account.

The accountant invited Wang Jianjun, a neighbor in the hutong. Originally, Jiang Xiaobai was going to let the accountant from the factory come directly.

But Father Jiang said that he had already agreed with Wang Jianjun, and that both of them had been old neighbors for decades, and it was not good to go back.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't matter, so he didn't say anything more.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"You tell me?" Jiang Tieshan turned to look at Wang Jianjun and said.

"It's like this..." Wang Tiejun moistened the sweat on his forehead and started talking. It turned out that a lot of people went to the accountant just now.

The gift money for the gift is higher than the other. At this time, the neighbours around the wedding and funeral gift money are around 20 yuan, even 10 yuan or 5 yuan.

This is the norm, no one has much money.

But the group of people who came just now, one by one, started at 500 yuan, and even a thousand yuan for a gift.

This frightened Wang Jianjun. One or two is enough. This is a group of people, waving a lot of great unity in their hands.

It’s not the first time that he keeps the ceremonial accounts for each family, but when has he seen such a scene?

There are also people who are carrying a TV set and pushing a bicycle to ask for an account.

Normal people also take things, but they are usually relatives who take double quilts and the like.

I have never seen TVs, such large items as bicycles.

He didn't dare to accept it. People waited and got up to look for Jiang Tieshan. Jiang Tieshan panicked when he heard it, so he brought him over to look for Jiang Xiaobai.

After listening, Jiang Xiaobai thought for a while and said, "Just accept it normally."

It’s not the high-level executives of several factories, or those agents, none of them have any bad money. Since they are going to be randomized, you don’t have to be polite, just write them down and return them when you return the gift later.

Otherwise, people came over holding things for thousands of miles, and it doesn’t make sense to return them.

"Take it all, it's thousands, maybe tens of thousands." Wang Jianjun said in surprise.

It's not that I have little knowledge, but I have never seen it. Normal people get married with children, but they are very enthusiastic and borrow money from kindness, that is, borrowing a few hundred dollars, and you can get five hundred dollars. That's not bad.

But this gift account received tens of thousands of dollars, which is really surprising.

"Well, take it, take it all." Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

Wang Jianjun turned around and left. Since Jiang Xiaobai let him take it, he doesn't care, but he needs to find someone who specializes in keeping the money.

So much money, he can't manage it alone.

"Is it okay to collect so much money?" Wang Jianjun left, Jiang Tieshan was still a little worried, looking at Jiang Xiaobai and asked.

"Son, are you okay?"

Jiang Xiaobai hadn't spoken yet, so Laosan Li on the side persuaded him: "Don't worry, uncle, it's okay."

He is also the director of a factory now, and the money he handles is often tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of millions, and he doesn't care about this amount of money.

"Okay," Jiang Tieshan nodded, and then asked, "Director Zhao, when will you come over there?"

"It's fast, it won't be delayed, it's estimated to be there soon." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Now the bride has taken it back. She has not yet worshipped heaven and earth, but is waiting for her parents.

Wang Jianjun returned to the account room, looked at the turbulent crowd, took a young man, and repeatedly confessed.

"I will write a courtesy account in a moment, and you will collect the money. Be sure to order it and keep it, but it is tens of thousands of dollars. If something goes wrong, the two of us will not be able to pay for it."

Wang Jianjun said solemnly.

"Well, don't worry, second uncle, I know." The young man looked at the table around the table, and the people waving banknotes in their hands swallowed and straightened.

The two sat down again.

"Longcheng Liu Fei, one thousand yuan, plus a TV set." Liu Fei was the first to speak.

Wang Jianjun just wrote the word “Longcheng”. Hearing this, his hands trembled, and he almost didn't make the Liu character crooked.

The young man next to    took it over, clicked twice, looked at the TV, and moved to the table aside.

"Linshi Wanglaoqi, 880 yuan, ask for a prize, plus a radio." Another middle-aged man continued.

Give the money to the young man, and let the person behind him put the radio on the table.

"Shangdang City, Wang Wei, one thousand yuan, a bicycle."

Money is given to young people, and brand new Flying Pigeon bicycles are introduced.

"Qinshi, Zhang Chuanfa, 900 yuan, three quilts."

"Tongliu City, Wang Youde, 600 yuan in gift money, a TV..."

(End of this chapter)