King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Ye Lan thought it was a good idea, but Xu Zhiqiang thought it was a bad idea.

Wang Qianqian has a very strong personality. If she knew about this, she would definitely be kneeling on a washboard.

But Xu Zhiqiang was a henpecked husband with no opinions of his own, so he decided to discuss the matter with Wang Qianqian using the chat logs.

"I've already filled in your name, no need to thank me."

"I thank your whole family." Xu Zhiqiang said with a dark face.

"I already said, you're welcome."

.........

With a smug smile on her face, Ye Lan put her phone back in her pocket.

This gathering is a good opportunity to see who is worth inviting and who can be deleted from friends lists.

He had just finished when Ms. Zhang Fengxia slapped the table, making the almanac in her hand rustle. "I've found a very auspicious day."

"July 9th, which is the 15th day of the sixth lunar month, is auspicious for weddings, moving into a new house, opening a business, breaking ground, praying for blessings, and burials. In short, it's suitable for everything, and there are no taboos!"

Ms. Zhang Fengxia is a very superstitious person, and such days are hard to find. The next time such a day with no taboos will be in September.

However, by then, Lin Xueyao's belly will likely be showing.

Even if it weren't Zhang Fengxia, Ye Lan wouldn't have waited that long.

Therefore, Ye Lan agreed to the date set by Ms. Zhang Fengxia.

"Today is June 18th. If the wedding is scheduled for July 9th, shouldn't we inform our relatives and friends now?"

Ye Lan calculated the days and realized it would be about 20 days.

Weddings are usually announced a month in advance.

It's clearly too late now.

Mom rushed off to buy wedding invitations, while Dad went into his study, started grinding ink, and prepared to write.

Their custom is to take invitations very seriously, and they almost always write them themselves with a brush.

In their words, only invitations written by themselves, stroke by stroke, can be considered a sincere invitation.

Those printed invitations will make you a laughingstock for life.

Ye Hao, who is only 50 years old, graduated from junior high school, but in those days, being able to graduate from junior high school was already quite an achievement.

He was the most educated person in the village, so he would often help people write invitations.

Over time, his calligraphy became more and more beautiful, and he even became fascinated with calligraphy.

The study in this villa was specially prepared by Ye Lan for her father.

Ye Lan felt that being a hands-off manager was really great.

He returned to his room, where Lin Xueyao was lying on a beanbag chair playing games. When she saw Ye Lan come in, her eyes lit up with obvious pleasure.

She opened her arms and ran towards him.

"I'll hug you later. You play your game first, I'll use the computer for a bit."

Lin Xueyao pouted unhappily, venting her anger on the game.

Ye Lan turned on her computer, logged into her account, and sent wedding invitations to each club.

To the professional world, he was like a brilliant shooting star, fleeting yet dazzling.

Ye Lan is incredibly strong and has an outgoing personality, but he's not disliked, so he's quite popular in the professional circle.

The wedding invitations had barely been sent out when many people replied.

fly: "Wow, congratulations! I'll be right there!"

Menglei: "Young man, don't be in such a hurry. I'm not even married yet, and you're getting married first. Is that right?"

Little Fatty: "I will definitely dress up for the occasion."

Warm Sunshine: "Need me to be your best man? (winking emoji)"

.........

When Ye Lan sent a message, most people said they would come in person and give a gift, while some who couldn't come in person chose to transfer money directly.

As Ye Lan collected the money, she wrote something down in her notebook.

"XXX gave a gift of 520 yuan!"

"XXX gave a gift of 666 yuan!"

"XXX gave a gift of 999 yuan!"

"XXX gave a gift of 888 yuan!"

In China, gift-giving is a matter of social etiquette, emphasizing reciprocity.

It's necessary to make a record of this.

After dealing with the professional players, Ye Lan also sent a message to the game streamer.

"Hey guys, I'm getting married soon, anyone want to come over for a drink?"

Instead of creating a group chat, they continued to use one-on-one private chat.

Because private chat is a very closed chat channel, all information remains at the level of you and me.

In a group chat, everyone's messages are completely public.

It can easily create a psychological burden.

To give a simple example, Dehua has the best relationship with Ye Lan, and his salary is also the highest, so he can directly give a gift of 5000 yuan.

What would other people do if they saw this?

If you carry too few bags, people might say you're stingy.

If you make too many promises, it's like trying to appear richer than you are; you'll just have to swallow your pride and bear the consequences.

Therefore, Ye Lan still felt that private communication was the best way to handle this kind of matter.

When it comes to giving gifts, one must consider both the recipient's financial situation and the depth of their relationship.

Ye Lan has earned unanimous praise from the livestreaming community precisely because of this meticulous approach.

On the other hand, Ye Lan marked the hosts as those who came and those who didn't.

For those who come, you should write an invitation or greeting card, even if it's just an online notification. You can hand the invitation to them after they arrive.

It's unacceptable for other guests to have greeting cards while they have none.

We must treat everyone equally and impartially.

Lin Xueyao had finished her game. She lifted the hem of her silk nightgown, straddled Ye Lan's legs, and sat on his lap.

Her cool, slender arms wrapped around his neck, her little head nestled in his arms, making silly noises.

"Honey, what are you doing?!"

"We're getting married on July 9th. I'm sending out invitations. The more people who come, the more people will wish us happiness."

Ye Lan suddenly leaned forward and gently touched Lin Xueyao's high, straight nose with the tip of her own nose, a gesture that was quite intimate.

Lin Xueyao's eyes sparkled with joy. "Then let's go out and hand out wedding invitations, so that everyone in the city can come and attend our wedding and bless us."

"Silly girl, only friends and relatives who received the invitation can come. You can hand out candy on the street though." Ye Lan gently flicked her nose.

Lin Xueyao sat upright on Ye Lan's lap, without making any moves.

Ye Lan sent messages to each of the contacts one by one.

Finally, it stopped on Ning Caicai's profile picture.

He thought about it and chose to skip it.

But this action didn't escape Lin Xueyao's notice. "Honey, you didn't invite that lady just now."

Ye Lan forced a wry smile, "This older sister really likes your husband."

To everyone's surprise, Lin Xueyao was not angry at all. Instead, she proudly said, "Then this sister has great taste. My husband is the best husband in the world."

Hearing this, Ye Lan almost laughed. "She likes me, aren't you jealous?"

Lin Xueyao nestled in his arms, her voice slightly excited, "It's their business if someone likes you, I can't control that."

"But I know in my heart that you will only like me."