Chapter 494 Gift Money One Dollar

Chapter 494 Gift Money One Dollar

The bookkeeper nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, what's your name?"

"He Chen."

Hearing the sound, the accounting gentleman took a brush and wrote down his name on the accounting book, and when he looked up, he saw that the gentleman who called himself He Chen had already entered the wedding banquet hall.

He casually opened the thin red envelope again, and looked inside with raised eyebrows.

When the faint green banknote came into view, the bookkeeper was stunned.

He has kept records of the wedding banquet gifts for so many years, but he has never seen such a picky guest.

What I thought was a check turned out to be a one-dollar bill.

How the hell do you have the nerve to spend a dollar for such a luxurious wedding banquet?

The souvenirs on the table are nearly 1,000 yuan each!

The bookkeeper shook his head while bolding and enlarging the word "He Chen" in the account book.

As time went by, Mr. Bookkeeper had his hands full.

The Li family also warmly greeted the guests in the wedding banquet hall with hundreds of tables.

...

Downstairs, the bridal room.

Zong Yue sat in front of the vanity mirror in a white wedding dress, with a shy smile on her face.

Sitting not far behind her was Zong Zhan, puffing out smoke with a cigarette in his hand.

Zong Yue's mother, Liang Wanhua, was arranging her tiara, her eyes full of reluctance and guilt, "Xiao Yue, after getting married... remember to go home and have a look."

"Mom, I will." Zong Yue looked at Liang Wanhua through the mirror, biting the corner of her mouth and her eyes were red. Newly married means marrying far away, and her mother's sadness also washed away the joy in her heart.

Liang Wanhua turned her face away and wiped the corners of her eyes with her thumb.

Zong Yue has no father, and only her mother Liang Wanhua and third uncle Zong Zhan will accompany her to get married today.

His father had died unexpectedly in a peacekeeping operation ten years ago, leaving their mother and daughter to depend on each other, and because of this, Mr. Zong loved this little granddaughter very much.

At this time, Zong Zhan dusted off the cigarette ash, and looked directly at Zong Yue, "If you don't want to marry, it's too late to say so now."

Liang Wanhua looked at Zong Zhan for a moment, opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Zong Zhan caught a glimpse of her expression, raised his thin lips and smiled slightly, "Second sister-in-law, don't look at me like that, everyone in our family knows that she is not marrying love this time, but marrying her own fantasy.

So, Xiaoyue, third uncle will only tell you one thing today, as long as you step out of this room, then no matter whether you regret it later, you have to bite the bullet and finish this big wedding for me. "

The Zong family is not afraid of regretting the marriage, but they cannot allow the lintel to be humiliated.

Zong Yue forced her to marry Li Jun, and no one understood, let alone their marriage, when she went up to the imperial capital and down to the Zong family.

For such a big wedding ceremony, Mr. Zong did not come, which is enough to express the Zong family's attitude towards this marriage.

Right now, Zong Yue and Zong Zhan looked at each other in the mirror with her lips tightly pursed. After a few seconds, she said firmly, "Third Uncle, I want to get married, and I don't regret it."

"Okay." Zong Zhan pinched his cigarette, and his thin lips also showed a hint of appreciation.

Since the sons and daughters of the clan have chosen, they should have such a character.

...

At half past ten, an old man with steady steps walked near the registration desk.

He was wearing a brown Chinese tunic suit, with a thin body and a fixed wrist strap wrapped around his right wrist.

In a blink of an eye, a bank card was placed on the sign-in table. The bookkeeper looked up and was stunned. He quickly put down his pen and got up to respond, "Jiu Gong, why are you here?"

In the huge Nanyang City, no one does not know Zhong Jiugong, the gold medal embalmer.

Jiu Gong had a gentle look on his face, shook hands with the other party, and said loudly: "Of course I'm here to attend the wedding banquet."

The bookkeeper eagerly said a few words of welcome, looked down at the bank card, and said to himself, "Are you a distinguished guest from Patriarch Li?"

After all, with the identity of Jiu Gong, it is reasonable to come here for Li Guangming.

Then, Jiu Gong pointed to another accounting book, "Li Qiao."

The bookkeeper let out an 'ah', took Li Qiao's bookkeeping book in a daze, and mechanically wrote down his name.

As for the gift money, the bank card has numbers and passwords written on it, 100,000 yuan.

After a while, a few more people passed by. Just as the bookkeeper took a breath, a brown kraft paper bag was handed over.

He looked up and smiled, "Miss Li, you are here."

The bookkeeper naturally recognized Li Qiao, and was about to stand up with a smile, but Li Qiao bent her lips and nodded her head on the table, "This one is under my elder brother's name."

"This is……"

With one hand in her pocket, Li Qiao walked past the registration desk, and said in a low voice, "The title certificate of Jingwan Villa."

Mr. Bookkeeper: "..."

Oh, the hottest high-end villa real estate this year.

He remembered that someone said that the starting price of Jingwan Villa was 80 million, and they also gave away private gardens and helipads.

About ten minutes later, a few more people came in the elevator.

Mr. Bookkeeper didn't have time to look more, because his attention was attracted by the lively scene in the wedding banquet hall.

In the panoramic wedding banquet hall, the crystal lamps and the sunlight outside the window complement each other.

Everyone who comes in will be shocked by the luxurious and luxurious setting in the hall. The scene with champagne gold as the main color is as grand as a royal ceremony.

Anyone can see how much the Li family attaches importance to this wedding banquet.

However, at this moment, many people are looking at a certain VIP table in the front row.

"Is that really Jiugong?"

"Of course, our family asked him to preside over the funeral before, but we didn't expect the Li family to have friendship with Jiugong."

"Who is the person next to Jiugong? His student?"

"How is it possible, have any of you seen students smoking and drinking tea in front of the teacher with their legs crossed?"

"That person... I seem to have seen him in the west of the city."

He Chen and Zhong Jiugong were sitting at the main table that could accommodate ten people.

At the same time, two other figures walked in from outside the hall, and then... walked straight to the VIP table where Duke Jiu was.

Some people lamented that the man in the light blue shirt was very handsome.

Someone also exclaimed in a low voice, that old man with gray hair seems to be a national academician in a certain medical field.

In short, the few people who appeared at the VIP table did not seem to be passers-by with simple backgrounds.

The Li family...is it so well hidden?

As for the bookkeeper at the sign-in desk, he no longer had the heart to pay attention to the bustle of the wedding banquet hall.

Because he was looking at a check and a pile of cash in his hand, and silently began to think about life.

The gift check of three million was given by a man named Su Moshi.

A bundle of cash was exactly 100,000 yuan, which was left by an old Mr. Jiang Hande.

What's more, the recipients of their gifts are all Li Qiao.

The bookkeeper shook his hands to clearly record the details of the gifts, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, three more people came.

Still rushing to Li Qiao, Gu Jin in the north of the city, a check of one million gifts; Qiao Ziyang in the east of the city, a check of one million gifts, and Qiuhuan in the south of the city, a check of one million gifts.

Mr. Bookkeeper is convinced.

For the few people who appeared now, the sum of the gift money almost exceeded half of the total number of guests.

What family are you all from?