The ceremony ended, and everyone applauded.
Who is married?
"Thank you. Please come in." Chu Qinghua greeted Dong Xuebing and went to fetch another leader.
There are more than twenty tables in the main hall, and the entire restaurant is booked.
Wang Yuling is not smart and insisted on entering with Dong Xuebing.
This person in front of Dong Xuebing is Nan Shan District Investment Promotion Agency's Chief, Pan Zhengyi. Dong Xuebing had met him when he went to Japan for an investment fair, but they did not talk. Dong Xuebing knows Da Feng County's Investment Promotion Agency Chief, Pang Zhou, is his cousin. Pang Zhou, who had snatched Yan Tai County's investment, was brought down by Dong Xuebing. Dong Xuebing knows Pan Zhengyi might not show it on his face, but he is not sure if Pan Zhengyi hates him.
Dong Xuebing put down his chopsticks and raised his glass to congratulate Dong Xuebing. Wang Yuling is very lively and joked with the bride. They seem to be close.
"Yuling, stop fooling around."
"Chief, are we going in too?" Wang Yuling asked.
Ping 'an Street is not under Dong Xuebing's jurisdiction. It is under the jurisdiction of Ping' an Street Office. This street is next to Dong Xuebing's office building, and Dong Xuebing can see it from the Party Secretary's office window. Actually, Guangming Street Office's working location is not here in the past. It is around Huai An Li. But a few years ago, Guangming Street Office was relocated to the edge of the district. It is next to Guangming Street's family quarters and is only a small alley away from Ping 'an Street. As for the division of jurisdiction, this side was bounded by the alley behind the Guangming Street Office's workplace, and the west end was bounded by the small river.
Dong Xuebing looked at it and lost interest. He turned the steering wheel and was about to return.
Wang Yuling stopped Dong Xuebing. "Wait. The banquet is starting soon. You should join us."
11 pm.
It's him? Dong Xuebing smiled and extended his hand for a handshake. "I am Dong Xuebing, Chief Chu. Hahaha … I have heard a lot about you. Did I come uninvited? "
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his 50s walked up to Dong Xuebing. "Are you Chief Dong?"
"That car should cost a few million. Why is the car plate 'Jing'? 9999？”
The car stopped, and Dong Xuebing alighted. "Director Wang, why are you here?"
The emcee presided over the wedding on the rostrum, and all kinds of dishes were served by the waiters.
It was a restaurant that looked rather high-end. Someone was getting married, and the long line of carriages filled up the restaurant. It was quite extravagant.
"Hey, who is this?" A person who seemed to be a family member walked over.
After a moment of clamor, the wedding feast finally began.
In the government, there are very few fearless leaders like Dong Xuebing. But the rest of the leaders are strict with the rules and are afraid people will gossip about them. That's why they hold their weddings in a low-key manner. Some leaders don't even hold a wedding banquet for their children. They only want to get a marriage certificate. This is also the reason why Chu Qinghua did not hold his wedding on a weekend and held it on a weekday. At his rank, he has more things to worry about.
"Chief Pan? Long time no see. "
"D * mn, what kind of Street Office Director is this? He really dares to open it."
"Haha, it's good that you are not disturbing him. Congratulations, son."
Other than Wang Yuling, Dong Xuebing does not know anyone else. He nodded and followed the crowd into the restaurant's main hall.
Dong Xuebing remembered Chu Qinghua's name. This is the wedding of his brother's Street Office Director's son. Dong Xuebing had only been here for a week, and he had not met Chu Qinghua. But they are in the same district, and Dong Xuebing had heard of Chu Qinghua's name.
Although Chu Qinghua had explained to Dong Xuebing, Dong Xuebing still has a bad impression of him. You can't contact me? How is this possible? My mobile phone number is not a state secret. How can you not know my number? Furthermore, you should know my Street Office's phone number. You can contact Wang Yuling but not me? This is not a matter of contacting me or not. You don't intend to invite me at all. It's useless even if you try to talk your way out of it.
Wang Yuling accompanied Dong Xuebing for a while and went to accompany the bride. Dong Xuebing saw a familiar figure and walked over with a smile.
"This car is better than Director Chu's son's wedding car."
Before noon.
"Hehe … it's fine if you don't want to cause trouble. I will go to your house tonight."
Wang Yuling replied softly. "Ping An Street Office Director, Chu Qinghua."
After that, the bride and groom started toasting, and the first person to walk towards the leaders' table.
"This is that Chief Dong?"
Chu Qinghua smiled. "You had just been appointed, and I don't have your number. I had been trying to contact you for the past two days."
"I am just passing by." Dong Xuebing laughed. "Alright. Carry on with your work."
Dong Xuebing's appearance attracted a lot of attention. Most of the people present were Ping An Street Office's staff and leaders from other streets. What Dong Xuebing had done might not be a big deal in the district, but the nearby streets knew about it. After hearing about what happened, the people from Ping An Street Office were curious about this Street Chief. Everyone was speechless when they saw Dong Xuebing. This Street Chief was indeed a troublemaker. Who in the entire Nanshan District dares to beat up a commoner in public? Who dares to drive a few million RMB car around? Only Dong Xuebing dares to do so!
Many people turned to look at Dong Xuebing, who was standing in front of the Cayenne, and started whispering among themselves.
Dong Xuebing frowned and drove towards the direction where the voice came from.
"… Chief Chu?" Dong Xuebing seems to remember him.
Wang Yuling smiled. "My best friend from high school is getting married, and I must be here. Chief, are you attending the wedding too?"
Wang Yuling laughed. "This is our Street Office Director Dong Xuebing."
What time is this?
Dong Xuebing is not purposely showing off. There are so many people from the government, and if he wants to come over, he will need to change to a different car. But since he is already driving, he has no intention to hide. Since he is already here, he might as well enjoy it.
"The one who started beating up people in Guangming Street?"
"My classmate's husband is Chief Chu's son. Many of the people attending today are from the government."
The wedding banquet is not small, but it is not considered grand. It is only comparable to ordinary families. If it is compared to the wedding of other government officials, Chu Qinghua's wedding for his son is considered low-key.
As Dong Xuebing was chatting, a family member of the groom rushed in. "Mayor Yuehua and Mrs. Yan are here."
300 meters …
But suddenly, someone called out to him, "Director! Chief Dong! Chief Dong! "
Dong Xuebing looked around and saw Wang Yuling, who was wearing a white suit, standing at the entrance of the restaurant and waving at him. Dong Xuebing did not want to embarrass her and drove over. He remembered Wang Yuling had said she wanted to attend her classmate's wedding in the morning, and she is here.
The car in front is a Mercedes-Benz, and the restaurant is not famous.
"Even two S-Class imported Mercedes-Benz cars are not as expensive as this Cayenne. Is he really the Secretary and Chief of Guangming Street Office? Is he? "
"Oh, he is Chief Dong. No … I should be calling him Chief Dong now."
Dong Xuebing smiled helplessly. They are all from the government, but Chu Qinghua did not even give him an invitation. Why should he go in? But after thinking for a while, he frowned in his heart. I am also the leader of Ping An Street's branch. You had invited Wang Yuling to the wedding at Qinghua Street's place, and why didn't you give me an invitation number? You're not putting me in your eyes at all! Dong Xuebing suddenly had an idea. If he returns like this, he will lose face. If people saw this, wouldn't they think that he left dejectedly because he didn't have an invitation? Damn! How can I do this? I am going in today! Also, I will not pay a single cent for the wedding banquet! You don't even want to give me face, and why should I give you face?
Dong Xuebing was inspecting the clearing of illegal buildings in Liu Xiang South Alley. Most of the collapsed buildings had been cleared, and he drove his Cayenne back to the Street Administration Office for lunch. But just as the car drove to the Street Administration Compound, they heard the crackling of firecrackers behind them. It was very lively.
Dong Xuebing finally found the source of the firecrackers.
Dong Xuebing laughed. "It's your classmate's wedding, and I will not be attending."
After Chu Qinghua finished his work, he went over to greet Pan Zhengyi and the rest of the leaders. Even Dong Xuebing was invited to the main table closest to the ROSTRUM. Everyone at this table is Section Chief rank and above, except for Wang Yuling. Although Wang Yuling's rank is not high, she is the District Party Secretary's niece. That's why Chu Qinghua invited her over. Dong Xuebing only knew Pan Zhengyi and Wang Yuling, and the rest of the guests were unfamiliar to him. Everyone did not speak much and only exchanged some pleasantries. The dishes and drinks were served, and the 20 tables in the restaurant started eating.
"Why is he driving a Porsche here? Is this his car? "
200 meters … …
The bride and groom had already entered the restaurant, and after a while, the rest of the guests also entered.
"This is too much of a show-off. Even the richest man in Nanshan District doesn't have such an expensive car."
Dong Xuebing is not someone who plays by the rules. "Director Wang, I will join in the fun. Let's go."
100 meters … …
Dong Xuebing and Wang Yuling shook hands and started chatting.
"Yes. Ping An Street Office Director, Chu Qinghua."
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