Chapter 0985 The Wedding

January 10th, Ninghai.

Fang Minya sat nervously in the lounge reserved for the bride and groom, her expression quite tense.

"It's okay, it'll be over soon." Beside her was a young man in his twenties, her groom Sun Jun.

The two were classmates at the Normal College and after graduation were assigned to the same elementary school as teachers.

"I know, I know." Fang Minya nodded, then looked at Sun Jun: "Did you tell your parents that the director brother wants to say a few words?"

"I did." Sun Jun nodded, then said with a smile: "Honestly, you always talk about the director brother, I'm curious, what kind of person is he?"

"Him?" Fang Minya tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said: "To be honest, at first I thought Grandpa was being fanciful to hand the welfare home over to him, but later he and Brother Zhang Qian actually made it work, so I got used to it."

She paused, then laughed: "Oh, you know what? When I graduated, I went to see the director brother and said I wanted to go back to the welfare home to teach the younger kids, but he turned me down."

Sun Jun was taken aback; he hadn't expected that.

"By the way, what are they doing in the capital?" Sun Jun then remembered something and asked puzzledly.

Although he was about to officially become husband and wife with Fang Minya, he didn't know much about her welfare home affairs. On one hand, because Fang Minya was an orphan, Sun Jun needed to be considerate of her feelings. On the other hand, in Sun Jun's view, he was marrying this woman, and other things weren't that important.

"Not sure. Didn't I take you to that arcade before, the one in Wanda Plaza? That was opened by the director brother, but he sold it last year." Fang Minya replied.

"Glory Technology is his business?"

Sun Jun was startled and asked in surprise.

He reacted this way because he had heard the name from his family, and he was a bit surprised at the time, since Fang Minya had said the welfare home now relied on the monthly dividends from Glory Technology's arcade to keep going.

"Yeah, but not anymore. I heard from my brother that the director brother is now working in the capital and is very impressive." Fang Minya thought for a long time before giving her husband an ambiguous answer.

There was no help for it; neither Zhao Fusheng nor Zhang Qian would show off at the welfare home, so naturally she didn't know much.

"Oh, oh." Sun Jun nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more, but somehow he felt he had forgotten something.

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In the banquet hall, most of the guests were Sun Jun's relatives. The bride was an orphan; apart from her work colleagues and former classmates, only the younger kids from the welfare home counted as her family.

Originally, according to Fang Minya and Sun Jun's plan, today's wedding didn't need a master of ceremonies and shouldn't be too complicated. The Sun family didn't mind either; they had booked a mid-range hotel in Ninghai, not the best but not the worst. But about ten days before the wedding, word came from the bride's side that the hotel could be canceled because the bride's brother would personally attend the wedding and cover all wedding expenses.

Fang Minya initially wanted to refuse and even called Zhao Fusheng herself, but his remark, "How many times in your life will you get married?" silenced all her objections.

From hiring the master of ceremonies to the wedding car procession, from wedding dress tailoring to flower girl selection, Zhao Fusheng attended to every detail, big and small. He also asked his father to send invitations to all their business partners, many of whom Sun Jun didn't even know and had no idea who Fang Minya was.

But out of respect for Zhao's father, most of them showed up.

"Hey, Old Sun, what's going on?"

At the groom's guest table, watching the guests file in, many of Sun Jun's relatives and friends pulled Sun's parents aside to ask.

Sun's father and mother were both civil servants, working at the Xiangyang District Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the city government respectively. They weren't powerful, but they had some social connections.

For their son's wedding, they naturally invited these old friends and acquaintances. But no matter how much face they had, the highest-ranking guest was just a section chief. Occasionally, a deputy division-level leader would come, just to show face and planned to leave soon.

But now, Sun's father saw with his own eyes his boss's boss, the top leader of the Xiangyang District Industrial and Commercial Bureau, humbly accompanying someone in, his face full of smiles, completely unlike his usual stern demeanor at work.

The reason was simple: the person he was accompanying was the head of the Ninghai Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the top bigwig in the entire Ninghai industrial and commercial system.

Before he could answer his friend's question, he saw his wife walking over with a serious expression.

"What's wrong?" Sun's father asked curiously.

Sun's mother's expression was complicated; she smiled bitterly and said: "I just sneaked a look. Do you know how much today's wedding feast costs?"

"How much?" Sun's father had a premonition of something bad.

"At least a hundred thousand." Sun's mother said with a strange look: "The banquet tables are 2888 each, not including drinks. For drinks, the master of ceremonies just said the bride's side wants Maotai and Wuliangye."

"And cigarettes?" Sun's father asked instinctively.

"Zhonghua and Panda." Sun's mother replied.

After saying this, the two looked at each other, both a bit stunned.

They couldn't help but be stunned.

Originally, the Sun family knew about Fang Minya's background. Sun Jun had also made it clear that he would marry no one but Fang Minya. Although she was an orphan with no connections, the girl had a good personality and was quite likable. Even if Sun's parents had reservations, they ultimately didn't interfere.

But now, Fang Minya suddenly had such a powerful brother, leaving them bewildered.

"This, this is too generous." After a long while, Sun's father said with a wry smile.

He wasn't snobbish; if he were, he wouldn't have agreed to the marriage. He just couldn't figure out who this director brother of Fang Minya's really was.

"Yes, Xiaojun said Minya's brother plans to say a few words." Sun's mother looked at her husband and said.

Sun's father nodded: "That's fine. I heard from him that the man is the current director of the welfare home. The eldest brother is like a father. Minya has had a hard life."

Most people are kind, or at least harmless, and sympathize with the weak.

Of course, as long as their own interests aren't harmed.

"That's good, at least it stops people from gossiping." Sun's mother snorted meaningfully.

She worked in an office at the city government, just an ordinary clerk, but she was used to scheming and infighting, so her words had a point.

Sun's father smiled bitterly but said nothing.

Where there are people, there are conflicts. Although Sun Jun was an only child, Sun's father wasn't. He had many siblings and relatives. Earlier, some had mocked them about Sun Jun and Fang Minya's relationship, saying they had picked an orphan with no one to rely on.

In short, they looked down on Fang Minya's poor family background, thinking she wasn't good enough for the Sun family.

Now, all those people were dumbfounded.

A bunch of low-level bureaucrats might not know much, but they knew who the big shots in the city were. When they saw the top leader of the city government appear at the wedding, they realized they had misjudged.

In fact, even Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected his father to have such influence.

When he left home with Zhang Qian and a group of welfare home kids for the hotel, he received a call from his mother and learned that his father had indeed invited so many bigwigs from Ninghai's political and business circles.

"What exactly are you trying to do, child?" Zhao's mother asked her son curiously.

To be honest, since her son started working in advertising, she found it harder and harder to keep up with his thinking. Sometimes his ideas seemed absurd, but later they proved right.

So, although a bit baffled, Zhao's mother didn't object to Zhao Fusheng's almost ostentatious behavior this time.

"Nothing much, just flexing a bit." Zhao Fusheng explained lightly to his mother: "And also to stabilize the home front, so I won't have to worry about things here when I'm away."

Zhao's mother was a bit puzzled, but since even her husband supported their son's approach, she didn't say more. After urging Zhao Fusheng a few times, she hung up.

Zhao Fusheng put down the phone and looked at Zhang Qian: "Nervous? In a little while, you'll take Xiaoya's hand and hand her over to another man."

Zhang Qian's expression was blank. After a moment of silence, he said slowly: "If he treats Xiaoya badly, I'll break his hand."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes, thinking that chatting with this guy was really boring.

Since most of the welfare home kids were children and the adults had already gone ahead, Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Qian simply chartered a bus.

When the bus arrived at the Wanda Hotel, they got off and looked up to see a big red banner reading "Warmly Celebrate the Wedding of Mr. Sun Jun and Ms. Fang Minya." Blinking, Zhao Fusheng noticed that Zhang Qian seemed a bit nervous.

After all, in a moment, he would act as the elder brother, personally handing his sister over to another man to take care of her for life.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng thought, if it were him, imagining the day Fan Beibei got married... heh...

In the hall, all the guests had finally arrived. With the master of ceremonies' blessing, this wedding, destined to be remembered by many, officially began.