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Chapter 30: Wedding

This time it was Zhao Jianhui's turn to be stunned: "Wife, this is a top secret, how did you know?" In fact, he was thinking, how could Long Lingyun link him and Zhou Wanyi together? Besides, Zhou Wanyi is now thousands of miles away in the western border, and this matter really has nothing to do with her.

"Hmph, I knew she wouldn't have any good intentions. She must be upset to see me getting married, right? Letting you on such a dangerous mission, what if something goes wrong? No, I'll call her now..." Long Lingyun was about to get out of bed, but Zhao Jianhui quickly held her down: "This has nothing to do with her. Yesterday's incident was urgent, and Minister Zhou arranged it himself."

"Do you think I believe you? I don't understand, you are now a department-level cadre, why do you have to have the identity of the Special Affairs Department? If you really like to carry a gun, wouldn't it be more legitimate to let your second uncle get you an identity in the Military Affairs Department?" Being held down by Zhao Jianhui and unable to get up, Long Lingyun stared angrily and expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Uh... I really haven't thought about this. Let my second uncle arrange it tomorrow. You should be relieved, right? I almost couldn't come back to see you yesterday. I was so tired but I was still thinking about you wholeheartedly. I didn't even eat and came back to wait for you. Wife, do you think I'm pitiful enough?" Afraid that she would bring the topic to Zhou Wanyi again, Zhao Jianhui had to use his trump card and tried his best to exaggerate the danger of last night to win Long Lingyun's sympathy.

Sure enough, when Long Lingyun heard what Zhao Jianhui said, his mood changed immediately, turned over, and stared at Zhao Jianhui: "Are you okay? Are you hurt? I wonder why you came back to sleep so early, are you exhausted? Oh, get up and eat first, otherwise the food will be cold in a while." A pair of hands grabbed Zhao Jianhui's arm and was about to drag him up.

With the force of his arms, the pair of full breasts on his chest stood out in front of Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui looked over her head and saw the rich and delicious food on the table outside. He asked her softly, "Wife, do you think I should eat first or eat you first?"

"Do you like it?" Long Lingyun's tone was teasing.

The food was cold, but the two of them ate it very fragrantly, very fragrantly, with a special taste.

For a period of time, Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun almost stopped working formally. They only went to work after one stop. They were busy all day long choosing wedding dresses and custom-made dresses. They were already busy all day. They wanted to suggest a simple wedding, but seeing that the old man was smiling all day, they just obeyed and said nothing.

Yuan Yiyi called twice during this period. Once, she said that the TV series had been discussed with CCTV and it was scheduled to premiere on the evening of April 30. The second time was to ask if he could attend the press conference on April 26. Zhao Jianhui thought about it and told her that he didn't have time to go during this period.

What surprised him was that he received a call from Jin Yuanyuan, who was looking for Zhao Jianhui to ask for tickets. "Uncle, my mother said you are the most capable. Can you get me and a few classmates some tickets for Qin Yu's concert? I have been queuing for several days, but I can't buy them..."

Can't buy tickets for Qin Yu's concert? Is this little girl so popular in Beijing? This little thing is naturally not difficult for Zhao Jianhui. He gave her the number and asked the little girl to ask Yuan Yiyi for it herself.

As long as the date is set, time always flies amazingly fast. After days of busyness, it finally arrived at the great working people's festival - May Day.

Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun's wedding was held in the magnificent Great Hall of the People. Although the New Century Great Hall of the People Banquet Hall and Diaoyutai State Guesthouse have unveiled their mysterious veils, partially opened to the public, and hosted private wedding receptions, the Golden Hall, which can accommodate almost 2,000 people, is always a mysterious forbidden area in the eyes of ordinary people.

In fact, we often hear the name of the Golden Hall. In fact, this name is not the original name. At first, it was called the Central Hall on the third floor. Later, the media reporters called it the Golden Hall based on its characteristics, and then this name became well-known. It is said to be mysterious because this place is not open to the public in the Great Hall, and the guides of the Great Hall will not take tourists into this area.

The Golden Hall has two floors, and the first floor is more than 1,100 square meters. 20 red lacquered gold pillars support a magnificent ceiling caisson, and 5 giant chandeliers shining with gold hang from the dome. The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, and the eaves and flying corners show the noble elegance of Chinese architecture. The clever use of new building materials such as colored glass, artistic bronze sculptures, stone carvings, and high-strength hanging rubber decorative lines has added fashion and beauty to the hall.

Under the famous oil painting "Great Causes for Thousands of Years", two red giant candles more than two meters high stood on both sides of the wedding stage, setting off a strong wedding banquet background. The military and political song and dance troupe "Feitian" beautiful girl group played ancient music such as guzheng and pipa on the wedding stage, with guzheng and flute alternating and silk and bamboo melodious.

The hall was full of politicians and generals. Although there were less than 300 guests attending the wedding, every one of them who walked out was a person who stamped his feet and shook all over. Especially those old men who sat next to Mr. Liu, which one of them was not once famous and still has a great reputation? Mr. Zhang was also sitting there at this time. Although he secretly cursed Mr. Liu for picking up a grandson from nowhere, his expression was also cheerful, and he had a pleasant conversation with Mr. Liu from time to time.

Several members of the Politburo Standing Committee, including my uncle, were present. They smiled and sat at a table next to Mr. Liu and others. At this moment, they all seemed to be elementary school students.

Zhao Jianhui was wearing a coffee-colored dress, and his dark face was shining. At this moment, he looked even more elegant and extraordinary. Accompanied by Liu Feng, they greeted each table one by one. The first one was naturally the table where Mr. Liu sat. Mr. Zhang looked at Zhao Jianhui with a complicated look, but he also praised him a few times.

My second uncle and General Long sat at a table of generals on the military side. The bright shoulder badges on the two tables dazzled Zhao Jianhui's eyes. Everyone who came to the wedding was a person of high rank and relationship.

There were two tables of local secretaries and governors. Zhao Jianhui was stunned to see that his sister Gan Xiaojing was there. Zhao Jianhui expected that Zhao Xiaoting would be among the business people. What surprised Zhao Jianhui was that Dongfang Wenjing actually attended with Zhao Xiaoting. This was really unexpected. However, Dongfang Wenjing just nodded to Zhao Jianhui as a greeting. Zhao Xiaoting, however, held Zhao Jianhui's arm and said, "Brother, congratulations." She didn't know what she was thinking about, but her eyes turned red and she couldn't speak anymore.

The top leaders of several heavyweight departments of the central ministries and commissions attended the event, which encouraged Zhao Jianhui.

The wedding officially began. When Long Lingyun appeared in a red wedding dress, there was a lot of amazement in the audience. Zhao Jianhui was even dizzy. He had never seen Long Lingyun dressed so gorgeously. The gorgeous red dress was traditional and fashionable. Her long hair was piled high, and her black hair was as black as black. She was beautiful and dignified.

Xiao Guozhong, spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and member of the Ministry's Council, served as the master of ceremonies. When he announced in a solemn voice that Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun were officially married, the audience burst into warm applause. At that moment, Zhao Jianhui finally understood the meaning of marriage. It was solemn and a lifelong commitment. His pre-marriage absurdity condensed into shame and regret at this moment. He really didn't know how to face those women who had had relationships with him in the future.

General Secretary Kang Jing'an's speech pushed the wedding to **. In his speech, the General Secretary recounted the great achievements of Mr. Liu and encouraged the younger generation to inherit the glorious cause of the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, carry forward the past and open up the future, and make new contributions to the prosperity of the motherland. Finally, the General Secretary shook hands with Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun cordially, patted Zhao Jianhui on the shoulder and smiled: "Having such a good son and a good wife is enough to comfort Mr. Liu."

Someone had already brought a table over, and the four treasures of the study were already prepared on it. The General Secretary happily picked up the pen and wrote the four characters "good son and good wife". This was an agenda that had been agreed upon long ago, otherwise no one would dare to defeat the General Secretary on the spot.

Then the General Secretary and several members of the Standing Committee left the table except for the uncle. Old Master Liu and Old Master Zhang and other old men stood up to see them off. The General Secretary personally helped Old Master Liu sit down, smiled and whispered a few words in her ear, and waved away cordially. Many people couldn't let go when he was here.

The wedding continued here. Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun toasted at each table, and drank one cup of state banquet Maotai after another. Even if Zhao Jianhui had a large alcohol tolerance, he gradually felt dizzy...

However, no matter how much he drank, he couldn't avoid the table after returning to the new house. Tu Xiong, Chen Zhili, Ma Gewen, and others did not have the opportunity to attend Zhao Jianhui's wedding in the Golden Hall. Zhao Jianhui asked people to prepare two tables in his new home. In addition, Liu Da and others had just sat down. These guys were all warriors tested by alcohol, and they drank wine like water.

At the beginning, Zhao Jianhui was still accompanying him, but in the end, he fell to the ground with a bang, and he hated Long Lingyun so much that he said he would let those guys wait for so many days. You have the first day and I have the fifteenth day. I don’t believe that this revenge will not be avenged.

When Zhao Jianhui woke up, the stars were already slanting over the railings and the morning sun was rising in the east. The wine-red table lamp was on in the room. This was a guide lamp according to the old custom, which meant wishing the young couple to live in harmony and beauty for a long time. This lamp should be lit all night and not extinguished.

He got out of bed in a daze, got a glass of water from the water dispenser and drank it in one breath, and then he felt a little more awake. Looking back, he saw Long Lingyun half leaning on the head of the bed, looking at him with open eyes, and asked softly: "How is it, do you feel better?"

It was almost noon. When the two got up and washed, they walked out of the room hand in hand. Just as they went downstairs and walked into the living room, they saw two "family secretaries" sent by the aunt wiping the glass in the living room.

The two middle-aged family secretaries are already over fifty years old. The fatter one is surnamed Zhuang, and the thinner one is surnamed Liu. They are both elderly people who have been with my uncle for many years.

When Long Lingyun saw the eyes of the two elderly people looking at him, he couldn't help but blush and let go of Zhao Jianhui's hand, lowering his voice and asking: "It's all your fault. It made them so loud yesterday. They didn't hear it, did they? Why do we have to keep two people at home?"

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you think I want to? Auntie said that your Long family can afford to buy a house. Can't the Liu family even afford to hire someone to guard the door? Don't worry, they are all elderly people who have been with my uncle for many years. Even if you make trouble in this room, they can't see it, let alone tell anyone."

"Hey, little chief, are you up? Do you want to have breakfast now? I've been warming it in the pot." Seeing Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun walk into the living room, Sister Zhuang smiled and put down the rag, and asked with a smile.

"Haha, OK. I'm afraid it can't be considered breakfast now, right? Then let's eat breakfast and lunch together." Come to think of it, it's really good to have these two people. Usually, Long Lingyun and I don't want to cook when we are busy. In the future, we can eat ready-made meals every day.

People don't tell the truth: they say stocks are drugs, but they play them; they say money is evil, but they try to get it; they say beautiful women are troublesome, but they want them; they say it's lonely at the top, but they try to climb; they say smoking and drinking are harmful to the body, but they don't quit; they say heaven is the best, but they don't go. They say they are public servants, but in fact, they are the masters who do the work.

Even Zhao Jianhui is not immune to this.