2003: Starting with Foreign Trade

Chapter 72 The Wedding Procession (Part Two, please continue reading)

The person who came was Chen Shuyi.

As a relative of the bride, it wasn't too surprising to run into her at the wedding.

However, what Chen Shuyi was curious about was how Tan Jincheng ended up at her cousin's house. Logically, a nephew like him shouldn't be at his cousin's house.

Tan Jincheng pointed to the parking area outside the yard: "I'm here to be the driver."

Chen Shuyi thought about it and agreed. The two of them had taken their driving tests together, but she still said enviously, "My dad doesn't let me touch a car much, but your family dares to let you be their driver. I'm so envious."

"You get the hang of driving after a few tries, but you should always be careful."

"Huh? That's not right. My dad doesn't even let me drive his car. Who in your family is so generous as to let you drive their car?" Chen Shuyi asked Tan Jincheng with some suspicion.

"The company bought it, but Zhang Xupeng doesn't know how to drive it yet, so it's temporarily under my use."

Chen Shuyi was increasingly unable to understand her classmate. Since last year's National Day, they had met three times, and each time was very different.

At the first class reunion, Tan Jincheng had dark skin and short hair. He didn't talk much at the reunion, just like Acheng from Dragon on the Edge.

The second time we met was at the driving school test center. I got my driver's license in less than half a month. My dad said that he had used connections and even opened a Taobao store. But what I saw at the time was a store with terrible sales and a rough interface.

However, when I looked at the store again during the summer vacation, it had changed drastically. The rating had also changed from one star to five stars. Based on my understanding of Taobao store ratings, this was already the highest level in the star rating system. The next upgrade would be the diamond level.

It seems his business with Zhang Xupeng is getting better and better, right? This time, not only did the company buy a car, but his personal image and temperament have also changed quite a bit.

If one word could describe it, it would be "aura." Tan Jincheng's aura has undergone a significant change.

"Looks like you've struck it rich! You're the first among our classmates to buy a car," Chen Shuyi said with a smile to Tan Jincheng.

"It's not entirely mine. The company is a partnership between me and Pengya. To be honest, only half of it is mine."

"That's impressive! I checked your Taobao shop; it's changed a lot. Your sales must be pretty good now, right?"

"Doing business is all about thinking things through. I should thank you, because if you hadn't reminded me last time, I wouldn't have thought of renovating the shop."

"It's not really a big deal. I just mentioned it casually. The store renovation was your own achievement, and the model photos were also very well taken. They were eye-catching but didn't overshadow the clothes, making people notice the clothes at first glance."

"That's all thanks to the photographer; the photographer is good at capturing the key points."

Speaking of models, Tan Jincheng thought of Gu Qingqing. Ever since that very awkward chat during the Spring Festival, the two have become more familiar with each other, and they chat on QQ from time to time these days.

Gu Qingqing would occasionally share music with Tan Jincheng, discuss which songs were good, and even talk about Jay Chou.

As a Jay Chou fan, Tan Jincheng doesn't object to the topic, but he has to carefully consider his wording to avoid mentioning songs that haven't been released yet. This way, what he says naturally has to be more rigorous, and when combined with some later perspectives and opinions, it becomes even more unique.

The unique interpretation made Gu Qingqing, a Mayday fan, unable to resist learning more about the singer. However, Boss Tan once unexpectedly called him "Fatty Zhou," and she didn't know what it meant. Where is he fat? Hasn't he always looked like this?
Another point is that Boss Tan described JJ as Guo Donglin with hair, which is quite apt. As the most popular male singer this year, it's unexpected that he looks so much like a sketch comedy actor.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the wedding banquet at the bride's home officially began. Tan Jincheng and several other drivers were seated at the same table, where they ran into an acquaintance, Chen Shuyi's father, Chen Zhongping.

Since most of the people at this table were drivers, the guests were all non-drinkers. Chen Zhongping, who was also driving, volunteered to sit at the end of the table to serve cigarettes and drinks. This was not originally his turn, but he volunteered because he didn't want to sit among a bunch of drinkers.

"We meet again, Uncle. Happy New Year!" Tan Jincheng greeted him with a smile.

That old rascal said last time that calling me "uncle" wasn't enough, but today he still has to offer me cigarettes, and not only that, he has to offer me two packs at once!

Before the wedding banquet in my hometown, there is a snack session. A red round plastic fruit plate is placed in the middle of the table, divided into compartments, filled with dried fruits and pastries such as peanuts, melon seeds, and square cakes.

In addition, the person in charge of pouring drinks and serving cigarettes at the end of the table will take out two packs of cigarettes, two packs for each of the 10 people at the table. In terms of configuration, it is one pack of relatively high-end cigarettes and one pack of mid-range cigarettes. My aunt's family uses two kinds of Anhui cigarettes.

Upon seeing Tan Jincheng, Chen Zhongping was visibly taken aback: "What are you doing here to pick up the bride, kid?"

"Sitting at this table means you're a driver, of course." Tan Jincheng pointed to the other drivers who had come with him and gave them a brief introduction.

"I almost forgot you can drive. Is that Zhejiang B license plate outside your car?" Chen Zhongping asked casually as he opened a cigarette box.

"Hmm." Tan Jincheng didn't explain further.

Chen Zhongping had asked casually, but to his surprise, Tan Jincheng readily admitted it. He couldn't help but glance at him again: "Not bad, looks like the business is picking up."

"No, we were just lucky and benefited from the country's development."

Chen Zhongping nodded and said nothing more. Today, he was in the role of the last host and could not neglect the other guests, so he began to greet them.

No one at Tan Jincheng's table drank alcohol, so the meal ended quickly. By the time all the dishes were served, everyone was basically full. After sitting for a short while, they dispersed, while Tan Jincheng went back to his car to rest.

Although my fourth uncle was in charge of entertaining guests, his status as a brother meant he was pulled to the top three tables, where drinking was unavoidable.

However, there's no need to worry about him drinking too much. Today, he's responsible for receiving guests and dealing with people who try to curry favor on the way. It would be a bit unreasonable for him to drink too much. Although Zhang Qingliang enjoys drinking, he's not unaware of his limits.

About half an hour later, Zhang Qingliang, his face flushed, came over with two guests. Tan Jincheng carefully observed him and saw that his eyes were clear, indicating that he hadn't drunk too much.

The bride, dressed in her finest attire, was carried out of her room by her brother, while an Audi limousine was parked in the courtyard to greet her.

Seeing his nephew looking him over, Zhang Qingliang didn't pay much attention. After everyone got into the car and settled in, he said to Tan Jincheng, "Let's go."

The Audi slowly drove away, with Tan Jincheng following closely behind. Inside the car were his aunt's parents.

(End of this chapter)