Chapter 1508 1610. Do you have a lot of question marks?

Chapter 1508 1610. Do you have a lot of question marks?

Seeing Cheng Zimo, Nie Weiwei suddenly became happy.

"Master, am I a little awkward like this?" Cheng Zimo wanted to reach out and touch his face, but Nie Wei stopped him.

"It's okay, he's quite handsome." Nie Wei praised with a smile.

Cheng Zimo still looked a little nervous and said uncomfortably: "I already said I didn't want to wear makeup, but they all said makeup is required for the wedding, and there's nothing I can do..."

"Isn't this great? He is much more handsome than usual. He is indeed my youngest son. He is as handsome as when I was young." Mr. Cheng, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, looked at Cheng Zimo, who was 1.95 meters tall, with a smile. The resident praised.

Among his sons, the one he loved the most was Cheng Zimo. After all, he got a son from old age, and the one who made him feel the most proud was Cheng Zimo.

Take the Cheng family's current good life. Isn't it because Cheng Zimo wanted to be a disciple of Nie Wei? Although the Cheng family gave Nie Wei all their unique skills, they were indeed generous in exchange. There is still the possibility of Cheng Zimo becoming a master in his life.

The last time when Mr. Cheng and Cheng Zimo met, he realized that Cheng Zimo actually wanted to give in, which made him very angry. But when Cheng Zimo showed his true skills, he was shocked and opened his mouth wide.

Because he felt that Cheng Zimo's realm had faintly surpassed his own, which also meant that he, the youngest, had reached the threshold of a master.

Although it may take a long time to cross this threshold, Cheng Zimo has got the ticket now. As long as he works hard, he will eventually become a grandmaster one day.

A dead secret book, replaced by a living master, Mr. Cheng felt that this deal was a huge profit.

"Did you bring the red envelope?" Nie Wei asked.

"Bring twenty."

"It's not enough. You can pack twenty more. When the time comes for the bridesmaids to block the door, you can stuff a few more in, and don't forget to give them to the flower girls as well." Nie Wei instructed.

Cheng Zimo nodded and said he would replenish the red envelope soon.

"Zimo, let's talk to Mr. Cheng for a while." Nie Wei looked at Mr. Cheng, who was watching eagerly, and stepped aside knowingly.

Mr. Cheng held Cheng Zimo's hand and chatted for a long time.

Yao'er finally got married and started a business, and Mr. Cheng felt that his life was truly complete.

Although he had a rough life in the first half of his life, and experienced wars and turmoil, in the past ten years, he felt that he had really been blessed.

"Treat your daughter-in-law well, don't bully her, take care of her first when you have good food and clothes. Now that you have a family and a career, you are now an adult. I only hope that your family will be harmonious in the future and you will give me a fat grandson as soon as possible. That’s it.”

"Dad, I understand." Cheng Zimo's face turned red.

"You are almost forty years old, why are you still shy? It will make people laugh if you tell me. Okay, go pick up your wife. Don't delay the good time."

"Okay!" Cheng Zimo grinned widely, said hello to several seniors, and then hurried upstairs to pick up his wife.

Nie Wei and others also have to prepare to change the venue and go to another hotel, where the wedding will be held.

In fact, according to Cheng Zimo and Liu Chengcheng, it would be good to hold the wedding directly in the hotel where they are staying. It is also a five-star hotel and is ranked among the best in Kyoto. Liu Chengcheng has a look at the layout of the wedding hall. Very satisfied afterwards.

But Mr. Cheng doesn't agree with this.

In the words of Mr. Cheng, how can this be without the process of welcoming the bride?

Nie Wei understood that Mr. Cheng wanted to show off.

In the hearts of the older generation, marriage is definitely the top priority in life, and the process of welcoming a bride is a time to show off the strength of the man’s family. How many cars are there in the wedding team and what are the prices of the cars are all subject to comparison. .

For this reason, Nie Wei specially said hello to the supercar clubs in Kyoto and Mingzhu, and borrowed hundreds of million or even tens of millions of sports cars to support the event, which made Mr. Cheng extremely happy.

Although he didn't know much about cars, he knew that those sports cars were expensive just by looking at their cool appearance. After hearing the prices of these sports cars from people around him, he became even happier.

In the words of Mr. Cheng, this procession is more elegant than the weddings of princes and princesses in the UK.

Although Mr. Cheng was talking nonsense, the battle was indeed not small. In addition to those sports cars, Fanxing Group and Nie Wei also provided nearly a hundred luxury cars, and finally a wedding team of two hundred high-end cars was assembled.

The total value of these cars is close to ten figures.

Both Cheng Zimo and Liu Chengcheng felt that Mr. Cheng was too exaggerated, too high-profile, and a bit wasteful.

But after all, having an elder in a family is like having a treasure. The two younger generations found it troublesome, but they didn't know that Mr. Cheng's actions made Liu Chengcheng's parents and relatives very happy.

Because they saw from Mr. Cheng's 'extravagance' that he valued their precious daughter.

There is a saying that a man who is willing to spend money for you may not necessarily love you, but a man who is not willing to spend money for you must not love you.

If Liu Chengcheng's parents had heard this sentence, they would definitely think it was right.

If the groom's family is very picky about the wedding, then Liu Chengcheng's parents will really be worried that the other family doesn't pay enough attention to their daughter, and they may be afraid that their daughter will be bullied if she gets married.

Now that Mr. Cheng has organized the wedding with great fanfare, Liu Chengcheng's parents feel at ease.

The fact that the wedding was held with such fanfare shows how much the Cheng family values ​​Liu Chengcheng. This is the best thing for Liu Chengcheng's parents.

When Cheng Zimo went upstairs to pick up his wife, he quickly thanked Nie Wei for his foresight.

Twenty red envelopes were indeed not enough. Fortunately, Nie Wei asked him to prepare twenty more, otherwise the red envelopes might have run out before the bride's door.

After stuffing two big red envelopes into each bridesmaid, Cheng Zimo finally received his bride.

Seeing Liu Chengcheng sitting shyly on the bed in a red wedding dress, Cheng Zimo was stunned for a moment. He let the people around him tease him, and his eyes just stared straight at Liu Chengcheng, the wife who would accompany him throughout his life.

"I'm so envious." Luo Kai held the steering wheel and sighed.

"If you're envious, find someone." Nie Wei, who was sitting behind Luo Kai, said with a smile.

"You know my daughter Luo Yuan... Hi, let's not talk about it." When Luo Kai mentioned this, he couldn't help but sigh, then patted the steering wheel, changed the subject and said with a smile: "Nie Wei, how long have I not driven for you?"

"Who can remember this?"

"Hubby, when was the first time we met, do you remember?" Shu Chang suddenly asked from the side.

"How could I forget this? It was the day of the press conference for the launch of "The Golden Age". I still remember that you had a big braid and wore a white sweater with a rabbit pattern."

"Right!" Shu Chang happily kissed Nie Wei on the cheek.

Luo Kai, who was driving in front, felt that he was instantly hit by 10,000 arrows. He fell into silence. He waited until the car stopped at the door of the new hotel. He looked back at Nie Wei and Shu Chang, his eyes full of resentment.

"You are fifty years old. Are you disgusting me by doing this?" Nie Wei said with disdain.

Luo Kai was hit again. Can't a fifty-year-old single dog eat dog food or get hurt?

Looking at Luo Kai's back as he left, Nie Wei stroked his chin, always feeling that Luo Kai seemed to be in love again?

"Nie Wei, what are you thinking about?" Shu Chang took two steps and suddenly found Nie Wei standing still, so he hurriedly greeted him.

Nie Wei came back to his senses and followed Shu Chang's footsteps with a smile.

The motorcade was so powerful that not only did he remember not to lose it, but there were even many people who followed him to watch the excitement. The Wuling car where Lu Cheng and Xin Zhifei were located was not noticeable in the mighty team.

When they arrived at the location, the troubles came again.

The hotel could not be entered.

Although Mr. Cheng liked the excitement, he did not like reporters to join in the excitement and make his son's wedding known to the whole world, not to mention that he had to protect some celebrity friends such as Nie Wei, so from the beginning he had instructed the hotel to do a good job of security, carefully check the invitations, and ensure that no reporter was allowed to enter.

As reporters, Xin Zhifei and Lu Cheng saw that the hotel was full of news, so how could they be willing to accept it?

"Brother Lu, how about we change into waiter's clothes and sneak in? If that doesn't work, we can change into chef's clothes and sneak in, Brother Lu, are you listening to me?" Xin Zhifei talked for a long time, and suddenly found that no one responded to him. He turned around and found that Lu Cheng was changing clothes in the back, which scared him immediately.

"Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

"I didn't see it. I'm changing clothes to get in." Lu Cheng replied, then took out a plastic bag from the side and handed it to Xin Zhifei: "I'll change my clothes in a while, and you change them too."

"What are you doing..." Xin Zhifei widened his eyes, watching Lu Cheng change into a long jacket, and asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Lu Cheng smiled proudly: "Look at my style, do I look like a martial arts master?"

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm pretending to be a guest. I've even prepared the invitations long ago." Lu Cheng took out two invitations and looked at them, then handed one to Xin Zhifei.

Xin Zhifei opened the invitation, and the top read 'Hold your hand and grow old with you.'

Further down it read 'Mr. Cheng Zimo and Miss Liu Chengcheng's wedding invites you to attend.'

The last part is marked with the invitees. The invitee in Xin Zhifei's hand is Xin Zhifei, but there is also a senior disciple of the Divine Fist Sect marked at the back.

Little Xin Zhifei, do you have a lot of questions...

"How is it? It's exquisite, isn't it? I asked someone to customize it according to the invitation pictures posted by those people on the Internet. It cost 500 yuan." Lu Cheng looked at Xin Zhifei's stunned expression and said proudly: "I tell you, it is guaranteed to be exactly the same as the real one."

"When the time comes, we will take the invitation and dress up like I am now. When the time comes, we will find a table to sit down. When the wedding starts and everyone is happy, we will secretly get first-hand information."

"Brother, is this okay? And what is written in your invitation?"

"I am the head of the Shenquan Sect."

"Why am I a disciple and you are the head?"

"Because I spent 500 yuan and I bought this dress." Lu Cheng was about to grab the invitation from Xin Zhifei's hand: "If you don't want it, give it back to me and I will go in by myself."

"No, no, head Lu, you are right." Xin Zhifei didn't dare to care and ran to the back to change clothes.

Lu Cheng's move was absolutely out of the ordinary, but the effect was really good. Wedding invitations are only 70% similar. Even if the patterns and fonts are the same, the materials are different. The security guard is not a money detector, so he can't be too picky to distinguish the authenticity of an invitation.

In addition, Lu Cheng and Xin Zhifei's gowns made the security guard believe them when they saw them, so they didn't check the invitation carefully and let the two people in.

"I'm sweating all over." Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief after entering the banquet hall.

The security guard looked at him subconsciously just now, which really scared him so much that his legs trembled. At that moment, he really wanted to run away, but the security guard let them in next, so the idea of ​​running away was naturally extinguished.

Xin Zhifei on the side was even worse than Lu Cheng. His face was pale and sweating profusely. If the security guard hadn't been careless, he would definitely have been found out.

"Brother, you are awesome." Xin Zhifei recovered and gave Lu Cheng a thumbs up.

If it had been a waiter or kitchen assistant, the two of them would definitely not have been able to get in. They had just seen at the door that those people had specific passes, and they had to scan them before entering and exiting the banquet hall. There were even two colleagues pretending to be waiters, but they were stopped by the security guards.

But Lu Cheng pretended to be a guest, so the security guards were much more relaxed in checking, which allowed them to sneak in.

"Keep your voice down, let's find a good seat first." Lu Cheng told Xin Zhifei to keep a low profile, and then took him to find a seat.

This position cannot be too close to the main table, because the closer to the main table, the more familiar people will be sitting there. The two of them are both strangers, and it is easy to be seen through.

But it cannot be too far away, otherwise they will not be able to capture the information revealed by those key figures.

In the end, the two chose a position about 20 meters away from the main table.

This position is actually quite far away, but if it is closer, Lu Cheng feels that it will be dangerous. After all, only by staying alive can you win the game. No, only by staying in the banquet hall can you get intelligence. Therefore, protecting yourself and persisting to the end is the victory. As for opportunities, you can find them during the wedding.

Guests entered one after another, and two groups of people came to the table selected by Lu Cheng and Xin Zhifei and sat down one by one.

"I don't know how to call you. I am He Meng, a disciple of Mr. Ji of Jizhou Tongbiquan. These two are my disciples. I brought them here to see the world today. This is my eldest disciple... Second disciple..."

"Hello, hello, I am Wan Fuhai of Yuzhou Baiyuanmen..."

Puff!

Just as the two groups were introducing each other, a sudden laugh sounded. Everyone turned around and saw a young man covering his mouth and laughing secretly.