"Okay, Mr. Guan, no problem. I guarantee that the provincial TV station's filming team will be here tonight."
Tan Yunqiu was watching the sunset at four or five o'clock in the afternoon by the window of the suite at An Tuan Hotel, and hung up the phone from Guan Yujia.
She didn't ask what was going on. Why was the wedding starting tomorrow and the provincial government wanted to send someone over?
She is a descendant of an official and has deep connections in Jinling. It doesn't take much effort to recruit a film crew.
At about ten o'clock in the night, Tan Yunqiu arrived in Haizhou by plane through the provincial and Taiwanese filming team arranged by his friends.
Tan Yunqiu followed the car to the airport to pick him up. In the terminal building under night, Tan Yunqiu, dressed in a light floral cheongsam, met with the three-person team from the provincial station: the female host from the outfield, the cameraman, and the equipment assistant.
"Sister Tan, hello." The lead female host Fu Yazhi is only 23 years old this year and has just started working in the provincial station. She is very beautiful. Her appearance is as good as Tan Yunqiu's, and her figure is also graceful and curvy. She should be older. The place where it should be is big, and the place where it should be round is round. However, her temperament and style are different from Tan Yunqiu.
Tan Yunqiu, who was 27 years old at the time, was dignified and cool, while Fu Yazhi was generous and bright, with flaming red lips. She had a sexy charm that men could not ignore and was charming.
"Thank you, Yazhi! Get in the car first, we'll talk on the way." Tan Yunqiu smiled, shook hands with Fu Yazhi, and invited everyone to get in the car.
Fu Yazhi was born into a wealthy businessman's family in the province. There were many wealthy families in Jiangsu Province who were not prominent, so naturally they had known each other for a long time. However, because they are four years apart and Fu Yazhi is studying in the coast, they usually don't play together.
The group of people took the car back to the Antuan Hotel, and guests were coming in and out of the hotel from time to time. Fu Yazhi had already figured out the situation and tasks on the way. While waiting in the hall, she couldn't help but smile: "Sister Tan, there are so many guests at Mr. Jing's wedding banquet!"
Tan Yunqiu took the room card with a smile and distributed it to the three of them. He looked at the lobby on the first floor of the hotel where guests were coming and going. Many of them were businessmen from Su Province. From time to time, people came over to talk to Tan Yunqiu and Fu Ya. Zhi said hello to acquaintances whom he had met on different occasions.
Tan Yunqiu said with a smile: "Where are you? Mr. Jing didn't invite the rich people in the business world. They were all relatives and friends, as well as businessmen from the province. Yazhi, should you rest first, or should I invite you? Let’s go to a French restaurant for dinner together?”
"Let's eat first." Fu Yazhi said with a smile.
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Compared to the bustle of the An Tuan Hotel, the Jinghu Impression Villa in Jinggao is much quieter. Of course, he also has a lot of people here, his assistants are all around him, and visitors keep coming.
The location of his wedding room was not in the villa area of Jinghu Impression, but in a luxurious villa on the outskirts of Haizhou.
The urban area of Haizhou covers a total area of less than three miles, and the rest is considered to be suburbs. The Haizhou Branch of Zhongrun Company purchased a piece of land from the city to build a villa next to the donated high school and hospital. It took more than a year to complete the construction and decoration.
He and Weiwei will stay in this villa for one night, fly to Taizhou on the 4th, hold a wedding at the woman's home, and then go to a small island in the Pacific for their honeymoon. He has asked Dong Youwei to make arrangements.
"Okay, Mr. Jing, I won't disturb you anymore."
"Okay, goodbye! Guan Guan, see off the guests for me." Jing Gao saw off a visiting local leader, rubbed his face and sat in the living room on the first floor, and asked Nie Yunxi next to him, "Yunxi, are you still here?" Are there any guests you want to see?"
Nie Yunxi was also dressed in business attire, with her hair in a bun, sitting on a chair at the high side of the well, next to her laptop and mobile phone, her elegant and capable style flowing out for no reason. She poured a glass of champagne for Jing Gao with a smile, took a sip first, then handed him the smooth glass and said, "Xiao Jing, it's time to rest next."
Jing Gao sat on the spacious and comfortable single-backed sofa, took the wine glass from Professor Nie's hand with a smile, touched the back of her hand, and flirted: "Yunxi, do you want to serve me?"
"Go, what are you thinking about?" Nie Yunxi came over with a flirtatious look, holding her hand on Jing Gao's shoulder, and said: "Your artist and first-line actress Zhang Mingyue wants to meet you. She said you would agree to meet her. , I discussed it with Xixi and Qingshuang, and we all agreed that we don’t need to ask you for instructions, just arrange it directly on your guest list."
"Well, you can ask her to come in later!" Jing Gao said. The wedding invitation in Zhang Mingyue's hand was given by him to Wu Manqing, and was given to his friend Zhang Mingyue by Teacher Wu. Attending his wedding is enough to raise one's worth for an actress like Zhang Mingyue. "Hey, Yun Xi, why are you all wearing professional attire? Now my mind is filled with images of your workplace style."
Nie Yunxi laughed and said: "We wear business attire to show our identity to the outside world. Otherwise, how can you get married with so many beauties surrounding you? We are all dressed up and surrounded by you. Teacher Li is so excited when he sees us. ah."
After saying that, he leaned over and kissed Jing Gao, "Don't be filled with inappropriate thoughts. Be good, when you come back from your honeymoon, we will be waiting for you in the Magic City."
Jing Gao couldn't laugh or cry, "Yunxi, I'm not a child! I still have this little self-control."
Nie Yunxi laughed and said teasingly: "Then who made the joke in the afternoon? Someone else's mother came to the door for giving a business card to a girl? Xiaojing, take it easy!"
"You all know this?" Jing Gao smiled and gave Nie Yunxi a sip of champagne, "Yunxi, there are too many beauties and you feel like a passerby. Including Zhang Mingyue, who I will meet later! The beauties I have come into contact with in the past few days are very... A few, but my thoughts are with you.”
Nie Yunxi couldn't help but smile, stood up and said: "Okay, smooth-tongued man. I know you have a physique that attracts bees and butterflies, so you don't have to be surrounded by beauties and complain in front of me. I'll call Zhang Mingyue to come in. .”
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As a domestic first-line actress, Zhang Mingyue's appearance is naturally second to none. She wore a long lavender plaid coat, a white top and a light pink high-waisted midi skirt underneath, which outlined her exquisite figure and made her tall.
"Miss Zhang, please sit down." Jing Gao sat on the sofa without getting up. He made a gesture and asked, "What would you like to drink? Wine, coffee, soft drinks, tea?"
Naturally, there is a constant-temperature wine cellar in his villa, stocked with a variety of red wine, white wine, whiskey, brandy, sherry, and champagne.
"Just a glass of warm water." Zhang Mingyue's temperament is a bit cold, not like an iceberg goddess or an ice beauty, but you can clearly feel the distance between her and you.
Nie Yunxi brought Zhang Li in just now. She was packing her things and preparing to end the arrangements for tonight's reception. Zhang Li, whose mouth was a little wide, poured a glass of water for Zhang Mingyue.
Zhang Mingyue took a sip, and seeing that Jing Gao had no intention of sending away the two beautiful assistants with different styles, she said straight to the point: "Mr. Jing, Man Qing has relayed your answer to me, but I actually still want to talk to you in person. You talk about this..."
Jing Gao waved his hand and interrupted Zhang Mingyue, "Miss Zhang, you don't believe me!"
Both of them are like this!
The same was true for He Xian in the afternoon.
