Zhuang Feng was a local from Jiangcheng, and although he had heard that his brother-in-law, Yang Peng, was living quite comfortably in Yicheng, he looked down on him because he came from a small place.
Now hearing that this brother-in-law from a small city actually had such an impressive elder brother, instinctively he didn’t want to believe it.
It was as if the existence of a wealthy elder brother living in Star Cloud Bay who had a house in a big city was an attack on his status.
“My elder brother has opened a very big hot pot restaurant.”
“It just opened yesterday…”
Yang Peng probably guessed the thoughts of his second sister’s husband, so he deliberately mentioned a smaller business first.
“A hot pot restaurant owner?”
“Living in Star Cloud Bay??”
Sure enough, Zhuang Feng sneered disdainfully, “Dapeng, don’t tell me your brother opened a Haidilao.”
Seeing the other party took the bait, Yang Peng smiled and shook his head, “That’s not it.”
At this moment, Yuan Lihua spoke up, “Dapeng, you must have remembered the name of the neighborhood wrong. Perhaps one can earn money by running a hot pot restaurant, but it’s hardly possible to afford living in Star Cloud Bay just by doing that.”
Zhuang Feng continued, “Baiyun Bay would be more likely.”
Tian Shasha nudged her husband gently with her elbow, knowing that Yang Peng was deliberately causing trouble. Nevertheless, she enjoyed watching this unfold. After all, her second sister and brother-in-law always showed off their sense of superiority, which she internally resented.
“Shasha, Dapeng, you rarely come to Jiangcheng, so it’s normal not to know. Star Cloud Bay is built along the river, with river-view apartments costing sixty to seventy thousand per square meter. Baiyun Bay is just an ordinary residential area with a more remote location.”
Zhuang Feng began to enlighten the two “poorer relatives” about the two districts.
Other relatives present nodded along, all with expressions as if they were learning something new.
“Brother-in-law, I haven’t finished speaking yet.”
Seeing that the atmosphere was ripe, Yang Peng continued, “The hot pot restaurant is just one of my brother’s businesses; he is also the president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group!”
“What?”
“The president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group??”
Zhuang Feng’s mouth opened and his face showed an expression of disbelief.
Yuan Lihua was also shocked, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.
The two residents of Jiangcheng certainly knew about the Jiangcheng Newspaper, especially since the recent “Flying Fish Suit” incident handled by [Jiangcheng Observation] on Kuaiyin, which held its ground against media with tens of millions of followers, receiving unanimous praise.
Many people in Jiangcheng took pride in this, with even netizens from Jiangcheng in the comment sections of relevant videos puffing up with pride.
The battle had sent stocks of the Jiangcheng Newspaper skyrocketing for two days, increasing their market value by 20%!
Such is the power of social media.
And so, the somewhat neglected Jiangcheng Newspaper found itself in the spotlight once again for many people.
Now Yang Peng saying that his elder brother was the president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group naturally caused a great shock.
“Dapeng, your brother wouldn’t happen to be surnamed Wei, would he?”
At this point, the usually silent elder sister’s husband, Feng Jian, suddenly asked.
“How could that be!”
Yang Peng shook his head emphatically, “Of course, my elder brother shares my surname, Yang. He’s my cousin!”
“That’s not right!”
“The wedding officiant for Ze’s wedding is the president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group, named Wei.”
“It’s said to be a distant cousin of our aunt’s husband; it was quite difficult to invite him.”
“He’s sitting at the main table right now!”
As he spoke, Feng Jian pointed towards the main table that was closest to the stage, where apart from the parents of the bride and groom, were the people present with the highest social status.
Right now, a man in a khaki casual suit surrounded by people was Wei Zhengyi.
“Right, just now our aunt’s husband said that Ze’s wedding officiant is the president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group.”
“Dapeng, since you say your elder brother is the president of the Jiangcheng Newspaper Group, then you must know Mr. Wei!”
Zhuang Feng also spoke up as if he found evidence of Yang Peng lying.
“It’s normal for such a big group like Jiangcheng Newspaper to have several presidents!” Yang Peng frowned.
“Dapeng, then you don’t understand.”
“A big group has only one president, though there can be many managers for different departments. Your brother might be a department manager,” analyzed Zhuang Feng.
Yang Peng couldn’t be certain when he heard this since he hadn’t asked in detail; after all, during dinner yesterday, that “Li” kept calling his elder brother Mr. Yang or boss.
On the other side of the trapezoidal stage.
“Mengmeng, how come your boyfriend hasn’t arrived yet, the ceremony is about to start,” asked Xia Ying.
She was quite curious about Guan Mengmeng’s boyfriend.
Actually, it wasn’t just her. Xu Xiaodong and the other classmates present were all curious to see what kind of man the former class beauty Guan Mengmeng had found.
“He should be arriving soon.”
Guan Mengmeng had sent a WeXun message to Yang Hao five minutes ago; he was already on his way.
“Mengmeng, is your boyfriend very busy with work?”
“It’s the weekend, and he can’t even arrive early,” Xu Xiaodong probed, eager to know who he had lost to.
“Mengmeng, does your boyfriend work in the same field as you?” asked Xia Ying, also curious.
“No, he doesn’t.”
Guan Mengmeng shook her head, her gaze fixed on the direction of the banquet hall entrance.
At last, that familiar figure appeared, and she quickly got up and waved.
Seeing this, Xia Ying, Xu Xiaodong, and others also turned their gazes toward the entrance of the banquet hall.
Dressed in keeping with his promise to Meng to attend the wedding, Yang Hao wore a formal Hermès light brown suit today, and his hair was carefully styled, making him look very dapper.
“He’s quite tall!”
“And pretty handsome…” whispered Xia Ying.
Xu Xiaodong involuntarily frowned and shrank back slightly.