Chapter 861 He Used to Be a Poor Man

Li Dayong's wedding banquet was held in the largest hotel in Beijing. The banquet hall was decorated in ancient style, and even a setting symbolizing the magpie bridge was built.

This arrangement was not in line with the hard-working and simple characteristics advocated by the mainland in previous years, so many visitors were amazed as soon as they entered the door.

"He is really a big boss from Hong Kong! He really married his sister like a princess! I don't know if the boy surnamed Li can afford this blessing."

"He can afford it. The bigger the pomp here, the more he values ​​this marriage, and the mainland. He values ​​us more."

"Hiss, don't tell me, I almost didn't come back to my senses."

There are many guests today, not only Li Dayong's relatives, but also his classmates, colleagues and even teachers. Of course, some of them have noticed something.

But these people definitely don't include Fan Chunhua.

She stared blankly at the banquet hall in front of her. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and asked Wang Jianqiang: "Qiangzi, go ask how much it costs to set up a banquet here for a day. Your father and I will help you."

Wang Jianqiang has been numb to his mother's desire to compete, and said coldly: "This place needs to be booked several months in advance. It's useless even if you have money."

"Then you go to Li Ye for help!" Fan Chunhua said unwillingly: "Is Li Ye an official in Beijing? Ask him to talk to someone."

Wang Jianqiang shook his head slowly: "I don't have such a thick skin. I can't do such a thing."

"You are so stupid! These colorful bridges, silks, lanterns, etc. are a waste if used once. Let Li Ye find some connections. It will definitely not cost much. You are embarrassed to ask, I will ask Li Ye."

Fan Chunhua thought more and more that she was smart. These ancient props will be second-hand after Li Dayong uses them. Do we still need to spend money to use them?

However, Fan Chunhua searched for a long time but couldn't find Li Ye. It was useless to get anxious.

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Li Ye and Dong Yuejin were rehearsing their lines backstage.

"Li Ye, are you sure you don't want to use 'Welcome to all leaders' as your opening remarks?"

"Well, I have discussed this issue with Pei Wencong and several elders, and there should be no problem."

"That's good, I'll recite it after you finish it."

Li Dayong's marriage to Pei Wenhui is inseparable from Li Ye and Dong Yuejin, so both of them have to go on stage today, and the work is not easy.

But Li Ye finished reciting his lines two days ago, and Dong Yuejin is still cramming at the last minute, mumbling and mumbling.

"Old Dong! I sent you the script a week ago, and you only know how to work hard now! Have you only read the script in meetings in the past few years and not used your brain?"

Dong Yuejin has been smooth sailing in recent years. He was promoted from the editor-in-chief of "New Wind" magazine to the second-in-command of Blue Ocean Publishing House. This spring, he successfully rose to a higher position. It is estimated that there are a lot of "Little Li and Little Zhang" under him. They don't write scripts themselves, but just read them when they are handed over, so Li Ye made fun of him like this.

But Dong Yuejin stomped his left foot and said angrily: "What do you mean by not using your brain? I have several meetings to attend this week. I recite them every day when I have time. My memory is not good at my age. Why don't you, a young man, understand the old comrade?"

"Oh, you are also an old comrade now!"

"Of course, I am almost fifty years old"

"Don't worry, don't worry, recite slowly, and I will remind you later if you can't recite it."

Li Ye can only understand Dong Yuejin. After all, it is normal for people who are almost fifty to have a decline in memory. The more you force him to recite, the worse he will remember.

While Dong Yuejin was sweating while reciting his lines, Wang Luyang, the cameraman in charge of projection, also ran over with sweat all over his face.

"Deputy Director Li, you should call our factory leaders and ask them to send someone to reinforce us! This scene is a bit big, I'm afraid I can't handle it!"

"It's just a few slides, and you can't handle it? Are you kidding me?"

Wang Luyang was the cameraman who shot the first Fenghua clothing advertisement. He used to be a formal employee of Beijing Film Studio, and later switched to Fenghua Clothing to shoot advertisements.

But Director Wang, who usually looks very nervous in front of a group of models, was actually stage fright today.

Wang Luyang smiled bitterly and said, "You go out and take a look! Reporters from several major newspapers are here. What about the level of the leaders later? If I make a mistake, the impact will be huge."

"Okay, okay, okay, this is your chance to show your face, there is no way you can make a mistake, don't waste time, get ready now."

"I sigh."

Wang Luyang ran back helplessly.

In the past few years, he has been a bit arrogant, thinking that his talent is no longer suppressed and finally has been displayed. But today, when he saw the level of the people present, the pressure within the system pressed on his heart again, which still made him feel guilty.

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"Hello everyone, welcome to the wedding of Comrade Li Dayong and Ms. Pei Wenhui. I am Dong Yuejin from Blue Ocean Publishing House. In 1979, I met the bride's brother, Mr. Pei Wencong, because of a "Thousands of Miles to Find Relatives" activity."

Dong Yuejin had a hard time memorizing the lines, but after going on stage with Li Ye, he performed quite well, with clear articulation and steady style.

The lines written by Li Ye did not start with the standard "Welcome to all leaders", which made many people in the audience feel strange, but the few people sitting in the front row were more relaxed and free.

Some things don't need to be shown off too much, as long as the person involved is aware of them. And when Li Ye spoke, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became joyful.

"Hello everyone, I am Li Ye from Qingshui County. I met the groom, Comrade Li Dayong, when I was wearing crotchless pants."

"Hahahahaha~"

"Is this kid talking about cross talk?"

Li Ye smiled and continued: "Don't laugh, everyone! Let me explain some things first. Maybe you are a little confused about our on-site decoration and the dress of the bride and groom, but please listen patiently to us and you will know. There’s a reason why.”

"Because our bride comes from the distant Hong Kong Island. Due to well-known reasons, the situation in Hong Kong Island is somewhat special, but the wedding customs of Hong Kong Islanders retain the ancient traditions of our flower growers. Please look at the curtain."

The lights in the hall dimmed a lot, and the photos that had been prepared began to play in rotation.

"This is how Hong Kong people got married 60 years ago. This is the scene of a Hong Kong wedding in the 1960s. This is the Chinese wedding of a couple in 1986."

"Everyone can see that over the past nearly 100 years, the people of Hong Kong still insist on inheriting the culture of flower planting, still believe that their roots are here, still care about planting flowers, and still miss the motherland."

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With Li Ye's narration and the numerous wedding photos on the curtain playing in turn, the hall that was a little noisy just now became quiet.

If you held a Chinese-style wedding in 1987, some people would definitely gossip. After all, XXX happened more than ten years ago, but today's wedding has risen to another level, and the situation is completely different.

If anyone is gossiping at this moment, it is because they are making themselves uncomfortable.

When the atmosphere at the scene became serious, Li Ye changed the topic and started to liven up the atmosphere again: "Someone said, we are here to attend the wedding to see the groom and the bride, and you two rough guys are on the stage banging bang bang bang. What are you doing?"

"We need to clarify this. The two of us are very important~"

"But if you want to ask us what's important, uh uh uh, wait a moment and we'll break it down next time."

"Hahahaha~"

Li Ye waited for everyone to laugh for a moment, and then said: "Before we express the importance of the two of us, let me introduce the situation of the bride and groom to everyone! Please look at the curtain!"

A naive little boy appeared on the curtain.

Li Ye pointed at the little boy and said: "In 1963, in a small county in Dongshan, the Li family had a son. Because he was timid when he was young, his family named him Dayong to make him braver."

The screen turned and a young man practicing martial arts appeared.

"This is the ten-year-old groom. Please pay attention to his eyes. At this time, he is already very courageous. He often sneaks into the river with me to fish, and then is chased all over the street by his parents."

"Hahahahaha~"

Everyone laughed again, even a few cadres in the front row couldn't help but smile.

Who hasn’t had time to be naughty yet? Regardless of the extraordinary aura of this minister or that XX, when I was a child, I was still afraid of my mother’s feather duster.

But as soon as the scene on the curtain changed, everyone stopped laughing.

Because the person on the curtain is no longer Li Dayong, but a thin and small little girl.

Moreover, this little girl was working in a food stall, struggling to hold a large pile of bowls and chopsticks, and looking at the camera with a dull expression.

The pile of bowls and chopsticks almost reached the little girl's head and was very heavy.

The guests who looked at the photos felt as if their hearts were being pulled and it hurt.

The person in charge of commentary was also replaced by Dong Yuejin.

The old comrade described in a deep tone: "In 1964, in an ordinary family on Hong Kong Island, the bride Pei Wenhui was born. This is a photo of her when she was six years old.

We thought about looking for older photos, but we couldn't find them because she only took a photo once before she was six years old, but that photo was blown away by the typhoon along with most of the things in the house."

"The bride is already very sensible at the age of six. She knows that her mother is working hard at the food stall, so she will help her with whatever work she can."

At this time, the Pei family's mother and son were already in tears, especially Pei Wencong, who was sobbing loudly.

Why did Pei Wenhui go to the food stall to help her mother?

Because his mother is in poor health and because he, Pei Wencong, has to go to school.

Even though the family was very poor, Pei's mother and sister still gritted their teeth and supported him in school without any complaints.

Everyone at the scene turned to look at Pei Wencong and his mother. They didn't believe that Pei Wencong, the Hong Kong rich man in front of them, would let his six-year-old sister work at a food stall.

He is Pei Wencong, a wealthy man in Hong Kong! He was actually a poor person before?

That's right, Pei Wencong is a "poor boy" who has a clean family background, is not involved in gangs, does not engage in personal interests, cares about the motherland, is a third-generation poor farmer, and has risen against the odds.