Not to mention Jiang Chen, even Fang Qing or Tong Dan could and would definitely be willing to provide "funding" for Tie Jun's wedding.

But none of them did that.

Because favors can sometimes become an insult.

"Mr. Tie, Ms. Wen, we will deliver all the wedding dresses to your home a day in advance, or you can come and pick them up yourself. Congratulations on your marriage!"

After Fang Qing spoke up, Tie Jun finally made up his mind, respected Wen Rong's choice, and ordered the wedding dress that cost 3 yuan a day.

Actually, it's not cheap at all.

Adding the bridesmaids and groomsmen's attire, it was another considerable expense, but it certainly didn't exceed the budget.

But if you choose the 3 one, then it's not certain.

Impulsive spending is not advisable.

Especially for ordinary people.

Fortunately, Fang Qing was there, which kept Tie Jun calm. It had always been like this; from childhood to adulthood, in their small circle, Fang Qing's words carried a lot of weight for each of them.

"Thank you all for your hard work. We still need to go to the hotel next."

It's a wedding.

There are too many things to do.

Jiang Chen nodded, indicating his understanding, "I'll get back to you when I have time."

"Princess Qing, Tong Dan, we'll be leaving now."

"Bye-Bye."

Tong Dan smiled and waved.

Tie Jun and his wife, along with their nurse colleague, got into the car—a domestically produced new energy vehicle costing just over 200,000 yuan.

Tie Jun's foot just means he can no longer serve in the army, but driving isn't a big problem. The barbecue restaurant has been open for so long and has still made some money.

"Is that their car?"

Bridesmaid Ji Ailin sat in the back row, looking at the brightly colored Maserati in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, Fang Qing's car."

"Is that a Maserati? That's so expensive!"

Ji Ailin was amazed.

Tie Jun was driving when he glanced at his wife in the passenger seat.

Calling someone "wife" is both reasonable and legal.

Although they haven't held a wedding banquet yet, they've already registered their marriage. Perhaps in traditional thinking, only having a wedding ceremony counts as marriage, but legally, as long as they register at the civil affairs department, they are already a legally married couple.

"You didn't introduce her to Eileen?"

Wen Rong quickly shook her head, "No."

She wasn't deliberately hiding it.

just.

Not one to show off.

Ok.

show off.

It's true that many people always say, "I have a friend...", but not everyone shares the same hobby.

“That car belongs to Fang Qing. She’s a top lawyer in a first-tier city, so of course she’s rich.”

"Huh? That's amazing."

Ji Ailin was surprised, and then subconsciously asked, "Where is Tong Dan?"

Tie Jun smiled.

"If you can't get a plane ticket in the future, you can ask her for help."

"Airline stewardess?"

"Previously."

Ji Ailin didn't think much of it, but an overwhelming feeling of inferiority washed over her.

Even for ordinary people, being a flight attendant is a prestigious profession.

"Rongrong, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

She sounded slightly resentful.

"Why is Wen Rong telling you all this? What they do is none of your business."

"She's so outstanding, it would be so embarrassing for me to be her bridesmaid."

Ji Ailin clenched her hands in frustration.

"Eileen, please don't think like that. You're excellent too."

Wen Rong quickly turned around to comfort her.

"Yes, you're a full-fledged nurse at the Shacheng Mental Health Center, you're on the payroll, isn't that amazing?" Tie Jun chimed in.

"Tch, you're mocking me! I'm just a little nurse, what's the big deal?"

Wen Rong was anxious, genuinely worried that her colleague and friend might be having a breakdown, but she didn't know how to comfort her, so she kept looking at Tie Jun.

Tie Jun drove casually, "So you mean you don't want to be a bridesmaid? You'd better think this through. See that guy I just saw? He's a groomsman. Isn't he very manly?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wen Rong quickly replied that she knew he had a girlfriend, and even if he didn't, he and Ai Lin were from two different worlds.

What does he do?

as predicted.

The mention of handsome men instantly piqued Ji Ailin's interest, which also proves that someone's image and temperament are indeed outstanding.

"Him? ...Guess who."

"Can't guess."

Ji Ailin said decisively that the reason she became a nurse was because she didn't like to use her brain when she was studying.

Thinking about problems is so tiring, even more tiring than carrying a patient or medical supplies.

“You nurses deal with all sorts of people every day, you should have a knack for judging people.”

“We deal with mentally ill people every day. Is your buddy mentally ill?” Ji Ailin blurted out.

"Linlin!"

"I didn't mean any harm."

Ji Ailin's voice weakened as she realized her words were inappropriate. She was very familiar with Rongrong and her husband, but this was the first time she had ever met them.

Tie Jun, of course, understood her personality and didn't take it to heart. "Well, he's not mentally ill, but he could definitely become a psychologist."

"Psychologist?"

"Ah."

Tie Jun confidently declared, "I guarantee that none of the doctors in your hospital have the same mental fortitude as him."

"You seem to admire him a lot."

Ji Ailin noticed something amiss.

Logically speaking, men are competitive creatures, and even with friends, they would never admit to being weak, especially in front of their wives and their wives' best friends.

But Tie Jun didn't care about any of that. While driving, he said frankly, "You're right. I not only admire him, I'm proud of him."

Ji Ailin, who was sitting alone in the back row, unconsciously leaned forward, genuinely aroused by her curiosity.

Having known Tie Jun for so long, she understands him well: he is calm, down-to-earth, self-disciplined, and has a clear plan for his life, which is completely different from them.

More importantly, he also has a sense of indifference to fame and fortune. To put it simply, whether it's a group of nurses going to his restaurant for barbecue or the hospital directors going, he treats them all the same and will not discriminate against them. At most, he will be a little more polite.

This person is actually praising someone his own age to the extreme.

"What exactly does he do?"

"To be a big boss."

Tie Jun stopped keeping everyone in suspense.

"How big of a boss?"

Ji Ailin asked instinctively.

"How big... I'm not sure. But it's definitely bigger than any boss we've ever met."

"boast!"

Ji Ailin immediately retorted, "How old is he? About the same age as you. There's no such thing as a big boss that young unless he has connections and a powerful background, and is a second-generation rich kid."

"No, that's not it. His family background is not much different from mine, and it's even worse than mine. But haven't you heard the saying, 'A hero's origins don't matter'?"

Ji Ailin rolled her eyes immediately. "My dear soldier brother, what era are we living in? They still say heroes don't care about their origins? Without connections or a powerful background, you couldn't even get into our hospital as a nurse!"

That's absolutely true.

Don't let the hard work and seemingly humble profession of nursing fool you; it's a dream job for many. Of course.

It refers to a full-time nurse, not a temporary worker.

“Ji Ailin, your statement is one-sided. In our Shacheng, it is indeed true that the smaller the place, the more important the relationship network is. But big cities are different. Big cities still have many opportunities to change one’s fate.”

Ji Ailin chuckled, "My cousin graduated from a 985 university, also studying in a big city. Do you know what he's doing now?"

"Ok?"

"A shut-in! Living off his parents!"

Tie Jun chuckled to himself.

"...People are different. Some people can't accept or bear setbacks and hardships, or the lows and misfortunes in life, so they become your clients, the objects of your services, and are carried into mental health centers. Of course, this is an extreme case. More often, people lack the courage to face challenges, like your cousin, who chooses to hide, escape, and bury his head in the sand. But Jiang Chen is a different kind of person."

"What kind of man is he?"

"He."

Tie Jun laughed, “He’s the kind of person who… even if life pushes him to the edge of a cliff, he’ll sit down calmly, look at the mist and haze on the cliff, and then sing you a song.”

Tie Jun also graduated from Shacheng Middle School, the best middle school in Shacheng. Joining the army was just a life choice, and it doesn't mean he couldn't get into university or that he lacked education.

"Rongrong, this is how he won you over, right?"

Ji Ailin sighed.

"Rongrong and I are going in the same direction; there's no question of one of us coaxing the other."

"Alright, stop showing off your love in front of me, a single dog."

Ji Ailin said in a cheesy tone, "By the way, is your wedding car fleet ready? If you're still short, I can help you borrow one, an Audi A6, not a very nice car."

"Thank you, Linlin. We've almost got all the wedding cars; they're all from relatives and friends."

"If you could lend us one of the lead vehicles, that would be great," Tie Jun replied.

Ji Ailin quickly shook her head, like a rattle-drum, "I don't have that ability. None of the people I know are that rich."

The convoy doesn't really matter, as long as it's in the right place, but the lead car is different.

The lead car symbolizes the prestige of the newlyweds and their families, and is usually a luxury car worth over a million.

"Why don't you talk to Fang Qing and ask her to lend you her car as the lead car?"

Wen Rong thought of it.

In a place like Shacheng, the Maserati Quattroporte definitely deserves to be the lead car.

"Rongrong, you are really good at saving money."

Ji Ailin couldn't help but exclaim, "Tiejun is truly blessed to have married you."

"That is."

Tie Jun smiled and nodded, glancing tenderly at his wife in the passenger seat. "Actually, renting a Mercedes S-Class isn't that expensive."

Yes.

It's okay if you can't borrow a luxury car of a certain standard, since ordinary people have limited social circles. That's when car rental companies come in handy.

Wedding services are one of the main sources of revenue for car rental companies.

Just like a wedding dress.

If you can't afford to buy, can't you at least rent?
"Why not save money if you can? If you have money, why rent a Mercedes S-Class? Go rent a Ferrari, right, Rongrong?"

Ji Ailin immediately retorted.

There was a reason why Tie Jun agreed to let her be his bridesmaid; after all, bridesmaids play a very important role in a wedding.

They might even ruin your wedding.

For example, if someone asks you for a red envelope containing tens of thousands of yuan when you get off the bus, would you give it to them?

Ji Ailin is clearly not the kind of best friend who is afraid that her sisters will be "wronged".

For an average family, renting an older Mercedes-Benz S-Class is sufficient and doesn't cost much. But it's different for a supercar like a Ferrari.

But Tie Jun seemed to be getting into the swing of things, and his tone became increasingly arrogant: "What's a Ferrari? If Wen Rong likes one, I can get her a Koenigsegg."

"Königsek? What's that?"

Ji Ailin was confused.

Tie Jun didn't explain. Girls have limited knowledge of cars; they only roughly recognize BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi), Lamborghini, and BMW.

"You can find out what it is by searching online."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ailin indeed took out her phone, opened a car information app, and searched for Koenigsegg. She was immediately shocked and her face paled.

"Tens of millions?!"

"This car is priceless, a limited edition worldwide, starting at tens of millions, with the most expensive model worth over a hundred million. Isn't it more stylish than a Ferrari?"

Tie Jun spoke eloquently and boastfully; it turns out that bragging can really be addictive.

Ji Ailin clicked in and looked at it for a while. It was indeed cool, and she also learned about a top-of-the-line supercar.

but.

What's the use?

The more you know, the more you realize your own insignificance, and the easier it is to feel inferior.

"Tie Jun, can you at least write a draft before you brag? There are probably only a handful of these cars in the whole country, where are you going to get them?"

Ji Ailin looked up and bluntly exposed the other person's boast.

Ferrari's status in Saudi Arabia is roughly equivalent to the car's status nationwide.

"As I just mentioned, my childhood friend Jiang Chen is a big boss. He told me when we were kids that he would drive a Koenigsegg to my wedding to support me."

"Ha ha!"

Ji Ailin burst out laughing, clutching her stomach, and then said to Wen Rong in the passenger seat, "Rongrong, let your husband go to our hospital for a checkup. It's probably delusional disorder. If it's discovered early, it can still be treated."

Wen Rong pursed her lips helplessly and whispered to her husband, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I am telling the truth."

Tie Jun looked serious and then began to recount the story from the past.

Looking back, it was when we were very young. A few kids in their early teens, full of youthful vigor and unaware of the world's vicissitudes, squatted on the city wall pulling up grass roots, pointing out the flaws in the landscape and talking big. They all said they would become great people when they grew up.

Jiang Chen then asked him what kind of car he liked.

Because everyone knew that he had a preference for things like cars.

He immediately recalled the top-of-the-line supercar he had seen once in a magazine and never forgot, along with those four names that sounded like they were out of reach.

"Koenigsegg!"

Jiang Chen wasn't like this when he was a kid. He was very carefree and had no idea about the differences in the world. He immediately patted his chest and said decisively, "When you get married, I'll drive this car to take you."

and so.

You're going to brag.

Not him either.

It was Jiang Chen who bragged about it.

"Okay, you should call him too, so we can all go to our hospital for a check-up."

Wen Rong was amused.

Ji Ailin, who was speaking, was overjoyed and leaned back in the back row.

What kind of boss does it take to own a car worth tens of millions?

That's a bit excessive.

but.

I was just a child back then.

Tong Yan Wuji.

Tie Jun offered no further explanation, nor did he intend to remind anyone.

Since it's not needed, then forget it.

Ok.

Moreover, that guy has forgotten his promise to Qinggege, so he wouldn't remember the boast he made to her.

Anyway.

The domestically produced new energy vehicles these days are pretty good too.

Tie Jun stepped on the gas.

"Om-"

This is not.

The sound waves simulated by domestic manufacturers can also achieve a similar effect.

(End of this chapter)

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