Zhang Guoping gave a report to the leaders of the Ministry of Industry. The report first detailed the contribution Lin Shaowen's father had made to the development of the country. Then he started to tell how Lin Shaowen gave up Concorde's high salary and joined the steel rolling mill in order to inherit his father's legacy.
The senior leaders of the Ministry of Industry were deeply moved and gave a lot of support without saying anything.
After Zhao Qingming, who had been paying attention to Lin Shaowen, heard about this incident, he personally found Zhang Guoping and was willing to work with him to maintain the media. This shocked Zhang Guoping and the leaders of the Ministry of Industry. Zhao Qingming was a high-ranking leader in the military.
Office of the Dean of the Medical University.
"Teacher, I'm getting married." Lin Shaowen whispered.
"Chief Lin, are you still shy?" Qin Zhong laughed and said, "It is human nature and a good thing for male students to get married and female students to get married."
"Teacher, you know that my parents are gone, so I want to invite you over." Lin Shaowen's eyes were full of expectation.
Even though Lou Bancheng is a capitalist, he has many relatives and friends.
Although most of them are not living very well now, they are still at the elite level of society, and he doesn't want Lou Xiao'e to be criticized in the future.
"When you get married, I should come forward both emotionally and rationally." Qin Zhong said happily, "You go back and prepare first. Your wife and I will come forward when the time comes."
"Yes, thank you, teacher." Lin Shaowen said happily.
Qin Zhong looked at his back and laughed.
September 23rd.
early morning.
Lou Bancheng was wearing a black suit and sitting in the living room. Next to him sat Lou's mother, who was wearing a blue cheongsam, with light makeup on her face, but without any accessories.
"Master, the matchmaker is here..." the servant Wu Ma ran in to report.
Lou Bancheng and Lou Mu immediately stood up and walked to the yard.
"Mr. Lou, congratulations."
Zhao Qingming walked at the front, followed by Zhao Qingshan.
"Thank you very much. Please come in and have tea."
Lou Bancheng was shocked for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.
Lin Shaowen only told him that he would invite a matchmaker, but did not tell him that the matchmaker would be Zhao Qingming.
"Mr. Lou, I am Zhang Guoping, Lin Shaowen's matchmaker."
Zhang Guoping was followed by several young men carrying various gifts in their hands.
These were purchased with funds from the Ministry of Industry, which can be regarded as an explanation to Lin Shaowen's father.
"Minister Zhang, please come inside."
Lou Bancheng had investigated Lin Shaowen and naturally knew that Lin Shaowen was from the Ministry of Industry.
"Mr. Lou, congratulations."
Zhang Yuyang also walked in happily.
"Dean Zhang..."
Lou Bancheng immediately stepped forward to greet him, but he was overjoyed in his heart.
The three matchmakers are all prominent figures. One is the Minister of Logistics of the Ministry of Industry, one is a military boss, and the other is an academician of the two academies. The lineup is too luxurious, isn't it?
Everyone was drinking tea in the living room, talking and laughing.
Lou Bancheng was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the days when the house was full of guests.
Mother Lou did not ask the servant to serve tea, but served tea and poured water herself.
These big shots may not care about the fact that she has a servant in her home, but at least her appearance must be sufficient.
"This is the betrothal gift list..."
Zhang Guoping handed over a big red booklet.
Lou Bancheng handed it to Lou's mother without even opening it.
Then he started laughing with everyone.
Finally everyone decided that the wedding would be on October 1st.
The west wing of the courtyard.
Lin Shaowen looked at Qin Huairu, who looked like he was crazy, with a confused expression, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
This guy wants to kill him before getting married, right?
"Shaowen, I want to have a baby." Qin Huairu said firmly.
She hadn't been pregnant for so long, and she knew clearly that Lin Shaowen must have tampered with her.
Lin Shaowen looked at her for a long time before slowly saying, "Don't you regret it?"
"I don't regret it, I want a child, your child." Qin Huairu cried in a tearful tone.
"good."
Lin Shaowen nodded.
Qin Huairu rushed forward again.
The news that Lin Shaowen was getting married spread instantly. There were some jealous people in the courtyard, some envied him, but most of them hated him.
Yu Li married Yan Jiecheng a few days ago. There was no ceremony. She gave her a gift of fifty yuan, bought a new suit of clothes, and then came on a bicycle.
It seems simple, but in fact it is quite extraordinary in this era.
In the courtyard.
Lin Shaowen leisurely found Sha Zhu who was chatting with Yan Jiecheng.
"What are you doing?" Silly Zhu was very unhappy.
Why can he, Lin Shaowen, marry a lovely wife, while he, an eighth-level cook and the authentic heir apparent of Tan's cuisine, can only live alone?
"Master He, I'm getting married on October 1st, can you help me?" Lin Shaowen smiled and handed out a circle of cigarettes to everyone, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain, I will take care of the ingredients myself, and I will give you fifty yuan." How about money for hard work?”
"How much?" Shazhu suddenly stood up.
The residents who were chatting in the courtyard also stopped talking and looked at Lin Shaowen in disbelief.
Yu Li almost vomited blood. She only received fifty yuan as a gift when she got married, and she even brought back thirty yuan.
Lin Shaowen spends fifty to hire a chef?
"Lin Shaowen, are you holding a banquet in the courtyard?" Yi Zhonghai said with bright eyes.
"Well, I'll treat you all to a wedding drink then." Lin Shaowen nodded and smiled.
"Little beast, you have some conscience."
After Jia Zhang snorted coldly, she secretly made up her mind to eat less in the past few days, so that Lin Shaowen would be deprived of food when the time comes.
"Brother Lin, how many tables are you planning to host?" Yan Bugui came over and said with a smile.
"I guess there must be twenty tables." Lin Shaowen said uncertainly, "I'm not sure yet. I'll see about it later."
"How many tables?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Table Twenty, does Lin Shaowen have so many relatives?
"Master He, can you come next?" Lin Shaowen looked at Silly Zhu and said half-jokingly, "Director Yang and the others will be here by then, so don't ruin your own brand."
"What words."
When talking about his major, Shazhu suddenly became very excited, "Lin Shaowen, I'm throwing my words here, let alone twenty tables, even thirty tables I will get it for you, and I won't charge you more, but you have to pay I’m looking for two helpers.”
"You can find the kitchen help yourself. How about I pay twenty yuan more?" Lin Shaowen said with a smile.
"no problem."
Silly Zhu immediately patted his chest and promised.
"Xiao Lin, what do you think of your second aunt? I've been helping in the kitchen since I was a child." The second aunt shouted immediately.
Lin Shaowen is crazy for being a cook for ten yuan a day, but they are not stupid.
"Xiao Lin, Third Aunt is actually fine..."
"Xiao Lin, I'm not bragging to you. Aunt Qian has a clear handle on the kitchen."
"Xiao Lin..."
"..."
Many people came together, intending to gain some benefits.
"Aunts, I appreciate your kindness, but I have handed over this matter to Master He. If you want to help, go to him." Lin Shaowen left without any delay.
Are you kidding me, these old ladies eat people without spitting out their bones.
"Silly pillar..."
The crowd surrounded Silhu again.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd. I'll calculate how many people will be needed by then."
Silly Zhu is different from Lin Shaowen. He enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by others.
