Porcelain industry leader

The wedding day was set on May [-]rd, and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold. Because Song Yu had more relatives and friends at the other end, the hotel was finally chosen near Dingxiang's head office.

Song Zhengchu booked the banquet hall on the third floor of the Crown Hotel in a big package. Each floor is 1500 square meters and can accommodate 80 tables of guests. He decided to set up the main venue on the second floor, and watch the live broadcast on the other two floors.

This extravagant and wasteful behavior was forcibly curbed by the two juniors.

"Low-key, low-key dad, I'm getting married and not celebrating the founding of the country. As for bringing Mr. Zhang's sister-in-law over next door, what should I do if my blood pressure goes up again after eating too much pig knuckle?" Song Yu flicked the thick bronzing in his hand. The wedding roster, "Forget about the employees in the company, just send out cigarette gift boxes and wedding candies later."

"How can I do that!? After all, they are also my employees, so I still have to have this kind of benefits." Song Zhengchu retorted him.

"Stop delaying people's rest time after get off work. Believe me, they will prefer you to give out red envelopes in the group." Song Yu said solemnly, "Just call some familiar relatives and friends. Xiaochizi's family is the same, we don't want to do that high profile."

"Your marriage is not a second marriage, why can't you make a fuss? This money was originally prepared for your marriage. I originally wanted to get you a child growth fund, but now I can't use it. Turn around Take the two and go on a honeymoon trip." Comrade Song took out his mobile phone and swiped casually, and there was an incalculable zero in the balance of the couple's account.

After more than three hours of negotiation between the two parties, the banquet was condensed from 260 tables to 120 tables.

The young couple yawned and returned to the room.

The wedding team arranged the auditorium overnight, because the process of picking up the bride was eliminated, which saved a lot of time.

The young couple got up at seven o'clock in the morning, and it took nearly two hours to change their clothes and get in shape.

"Brother, do you think I look pretty in a skirt?" Song Yu put on a delicate makeup, got up and walked around in a circle.

"Why are you so busy as a bridesmaid?" Song Yu rolled his eyes.

"Then you admit that you are the bride?" Gu Qingchi reflexively wanted to rub Song Yu's head, but when his fingertips touched the bristly hair, he retracted and scraped the bridge of Song Yu's nose.

Song Yu touched the bridge of his nose and pushed him away, "Get lost!"

"No." Gu Qingchi opened his arms and rushed over, hugging him from behind.

"Huh—" There was a wail of single dogs in the living room.

Xiaoling pointed the camera at the young couple, and said familiarly: "Let's kiss each other, and I will cut the tidbits for you later, and show them in 50 years."

Song Concubine huddled together with the make-up artists, covered her face and smirked, only showing her two shining small eyes.

Gu Qingchi held Song Yu's face with a smile, and the two faced each other, smiling at each other.

It was the first time for Song Yu to kiss in front of so many people, and his ears turned red when he felt a little shy. Gu Qingchi turned his head and kissed him without thinking.

"Oops!—" Song Yu jumped up and down excitedly, took out her phone and snapped fifty consecutive shots.

"Did you stick out your tongue! Ah!?" Slanted Eyes stood on tiptoe, grabbed the photographer's shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

"Stretched."

Gu Qingchi was choked, Song Yu blushed and plunged into the sofa cushions in embarrassment.

"Hey hey! I just got your hair done!" The makeup artist hurriedly pulled him up.

The planning of the wedding company said that the two should provide some wedding photos or daily group photos, which will be shown to the guests with a projector at the evening ceremony.

The young couple has never taken a wedding photo so far, and their daily group photos are almost all nude photos or sleeping faces of each other. I am too embarrassed to bring them out, so after lunch at noon, the two went out with the photographer team to take behind-the-scenes photos.

"Qingchi, turn to the left, hey~ yes~ the two of you are head to head, relax, don't get stuck in your neck! It's a bit stiff, but your neck is still too stiff, just be more casual and natural. Imagine you are at home! On the bed!"

Two people standing on a boulder more than one meter high and posing: "..."

"Bride... Oh no, Xiaoyu, put your arms around your husband's neck!" Xiao Ling walked back a few steps with a loud voice, and found a good angle, "Hey, hey, right, right, very good, Hold this position! Don't move! Don't stick out your tongue."

The few people watching the play below burst into laughter.

"No, she's my wife." Song Yu turned around and corrected, Gu Qingchi pinched his chin and gagged his mouth.

The wind was so loud that Xiao Ling didn't hear Song Yu's words at all, and continued to shout at the top of his voice, "Okay! Come again! Husband bowed his head and kissed his forehead! Relax! Hey, hey, smile, close your eyes... It's good, it's beautiful !"

After moving to four or five venues and taking hundreds of photos, Song Yu sighed on the lawn, "Getting married is really troublesome."

Gu Qingchi put the suit he took off on his forearm, "It's only once in a lifetime, bear with me, don't tell me, photographers, photos can seal good memories, six or seventy years later, when you take them out, you can Smile off your dentures."

Song Yu imagined Gu Qingchi's toothless appearance, raised his head and laughed, "I won't be able to chew pork knuckles by then."

"That's right, so eat more while you're young." Gu Qingchi pinched his face.

"Xiao Ling, come here, take a few photos for us as a souvenir." Song Zhengchu put his arm around his wife, put his other hand in his pocket, and stood upright towards the camera.

Aunt Song pinched the branches and snuggled into Song Zhengchu's arms, with a standard middle-aged and elderly portrait style pose, and Shen Hefeng and his wife next door also imitated the same pose, squinting and giggling at the camera.

The photographer frowned and held back a smile, "Watermelon is not sweet~"

Gu Qingchi and Song Yu flew into the camera at the last second, "Sweet~~~~"

After the photos were taken, a group of people sat around on the lawn, and a dozen or so heads huddled together to sift through sideshow photos and repeated photos.

"Will these be copied to us later?" While talking, Gu Qingchi saw that he had deleted several more, and was very distressed, "Those two are pretty good..."

Xiao Ling withdrew the operation and kept the photo, "When the wedding banquet is over, the USB flash drive will be left to you, and I will also briefly repair the photo for you. If you want to refine it, just wait a few days. Send it to you. You need to add money for intensive repair, and you will be charged five yuan for one piece."

It was another 500 yuan after counting, Gu Qingchi's heart was bleeding, it's really profitable for a wedding party!

"No, no, it's such a simple thing, I can fix it myself." Song Yu said.

Gu Qingchi pinched Song Yu's ears, and once again felt that his wife was a treasure.

According to the custom, the wedding banquet will start at [-]:[-] pm.

Gu Qingchi was sweating while sitting in the waiting room, Song Yu was so excited that he gnawed several pieces of duck necks, he couldn't stop drinking mineral water, and the makeup artist touched up his makeup three times in an hour.

"Drink less, I want to pee again when I'm on stage." Gu Qingchi turned to look at him.

"I can't help eating when I'm nervous!" Song Yu took a few more sips of water with the straw that the makeup artist handed him.

The emcee's loud voice echoed in the banquet hall, "Each of us grew up on the same land, and each of us is in a different corner of this land..."

"Isn't that nonsense?" Song Yu suddenly laughed.

Gu Qingchi didn't think it was funny at first, but when he heard him say that, he laughed too.

"Love~ is like the rose on the cliff~"

"The one on the long cliff is Ganoderma lucidum." Song Yu couldn't help complaining again.

Gu Qingchi patted his thigh and laughed wildly.

After a long prologue, the passionate music stopped abruptly, "Let us welcome this sacred moment together! Applause welcomes the two newcomers to enter the venue—"

Song Yu, who was still complaining about the funny opening line, suddenly became nervous again.

bang bang bang-

All the lights in the banquet hall were extinguished.

The two doormen opened the door at the same time, and a white beam of light slammed to the end of the red carpet, illuminating the two men in neat suits.

Familiar and loud music sounded in the auditorium, and the music and applause made the atmosphere extraordinarily solemn and sacred.

Song Yu's heart was beating like thunder, Gu Qingchi took his hand and smiled.

"As you can see, our two newcomers are a bit special," the master of ceremonies smiled slightly towards the audience, with a low voice, "Both of them are boys..."

The audience was silent.

"I think they must have encountered all kinds of gossip and criticism along the way. They have also been scrutinized and criticized by everyone. The pressure and hardships they have been able to persist in coming here are beyond our ordinary people's imagination. .”

Song Yu turned his head and looked at Gu Qingchi with a smile. In fact, when the two of them faced everything with their fingers clasped together, those hardships and sufferings were nothing, as long as the other party was there.

Only one person's hardship is bitter.

"Here, what I want to tell you is that this era is changing, society is changing, and people's concepts are also changing. We should no longer question, criticize, or even despise same-sex love with the eyes of the past. Love is holy and beautiful. It is free and equal. Love should not be about compromise and improvisation, but about courage and pursuit. Each of us is an independent individual, and everyone has the right to choose the other half. The concept is imposed on others. After all, it must be your significant other who will truly accompany each other through life. If everyone present, if you say you can’t accept or accept it, I hope you can be more kind and tolerant, and don’t let gossip Become a sharp blade to stab them. After all... There is nothing wrong with falling in love."

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Then, it was the turn of both parents to speak.

Song Zhengchu held the microphone, deliberated for a long time, and finally put down the manuscript prepared by the master of ceremonies, "My two sons are wonderful, and I sincerely hope that they can grow old together and stay together for a lifetime. The family will be their forever haven."

Song Yu's eyes were red, and he smiled brightly at his father.

After reading the oath, the two stepped down to toast table by table.

Knowing that Song Yu can't drink enough, Song Yu replaced the wine in the bottle with grape juice in advance, and was unfortunately caught and fined three cups when he went to the table of his colleague.

So the two could only bite the bullet and drink red wine. Gu Qingchi blocked Song Yu until the end, his knees were a little weak, and he really wanted to go home and lie down and sleep.

Insisting on delivering the last batch of guests, Gu Qingchi's eyes already had four or five Song Yu in one piece. He didn't know what he was doing, but just followed Song Yu and bowed to say thank you.

Whatever Song Yu did, he would do. Wherever Song Yu went, he would follow.

When Song Yu stopped, he rested his chin on Song Yu's shoulder.

"Oh, why did you drink it like this? Didn't you replace it with grape juice in advance?" Wang Muhuan rubbed his son's head with some distress.

"I was discovered by my colleagues, and the wine bottles were confiscated by them." Song Yu turned his head, glanced at the flushed Gu Qingchi, and couldn't help laughing.

Shen Hefeng put on a coat for Gu Qingchi, "The driver is waiting outside, please send me a message when you get home to report that you are safe."

"Okay." Song Yu put Gu Qingchi's arms around his neck and led them out the door.

Gu Qingchi tilted his head and kissed Song Yu's neck, "My wife is fragrant."

Song Yu stomped her feet and screamed to record the video, "Oh my god—" This is Gu Qingchi she has never seen before!

"You stink today, stay away from me." Song Yu slapped his heavy head away.

Song Concubine pushed Gu Qingchi's head back again, "Brother, this is your fault. You two just finished your vows, why did you start to dislike him?"

Gu Qingchi smirked, and hugged Song Yu's neck tightly, licking and biting, making his neck full of saliva, "Honey, let's go home and sleep, I'm so sleepy."

"I'm sleepy too." Song Yu lamented, and with difficulty put the person on his back. He wanted to try to lift Gu Qingchi up, but found that his back couldn't move, so he had to drag him away.

When the driver took the man home, Gu Qingchi was completely asleep and couldn't even wake him up.

"Why can a drunk person be so heavy! It's like a rice bag." Song Yu wiped off the sweat from his head and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came back, I saw Song Yu still squatting at the door of the room, picked up her collar and threw it back into the room.

"I'm going to make trouble in the bridal chamber!" Concubine Song desperately wanted to chase her out.

"Get out." Song Yu locked her in the bedroom for safety's sake.

"Come here for a hug." Gu Qingchi raised his arm when he heard Song Yu closing the door.

"You didn't fall asleep, so you were told not to open your eyes just now? I was so tired that I was sweating." Song Yu turned off the headlight and turned on the small lamp by the bed.

"I fell asleep at first, your sister has such a voice, she could yell at her dead body." Lu Qingchi smiled, took Song Yu's palm, and tugged it into his arms.

"Hurry up and take a shower, I can't bear the smell of alcohol." Song Yu patted his lower abdomen.

"Really." Gu Qingchi turned over and pressed on Song Yu's body, lowered his head and kissed his earlobe, "I'll just kiss you, just once."

Song Yu's ears were itchy from the heat, and he turned his head away and smiled, "Silly hat, hurry up and take a shower."

Gu Qingchi responded with his mouth, but the tip of his tongue protruded a little disobediently, licking his slender neck like a kitten.

Song Yu raised his head slightly, his chin was pinched by Gu Qingchi's hand, he couldn't move, he could hear the sound of heavy breathing and kisses, all the way down, past his shoulders and collarbone.

"Didn't you say you were sleepy?" Song Yu narrowed his eyes enjoying himself, and unhurriedly unfastened the button on Lu Qingchi's chest with his right hand.

"I didn't eat enough at night, and I couldn't sleep with a hungry stomach." Gu Qingchi chuckled, his voice hoarse, and his hands slid into Song Yu's clothes restlessly, "Do you want to feel sorry for me?"

"Old rascal."