A long table stood to the right of the red carpet, with a bottle of liquor placed every meter along it. Every single one was a big red bottle of Wuliangye.
The Wuliangye road stretched onward all the way to the main gate, leaving Dapeng beside it clicking his tongue in amazement.
At this rate, he would have to chug full bottles all the way down the line.
In the bridal room, Ling Xingjian sat on the bed, excited and nervous as she asked, "Have they arrived?"
A bridesmaid who had gone to scout leaned by the window and looked outside. "They're here, they're here! Boss is about to clear the first round."
Another bridesmaid squeezed over as well, chattering away. "Boss looks so handsome in that outfit! But Jimmy is ruthless too—he paid out of his own pocket for thirty-six bottles of imported Wuliangye."
"Thirty-six bottles?" Ling Xingjian puffed out her cheeks in complaint. "Honestly, Jimmy, why prepare so much alcohol? What if he drinks himself sick? Is he supposed to get married completely drunk?"
Outside, Wu Siyou said, "Thirty-six bottles symbolize smooth sailing in all directions. Of course, they're not all for one person to drink. Any relatives or friends who want to drink on your behalf can do so, but you have to drink the final bottle yourself. Brothers, who wants to share Boss's burden?"
All the blockheads stepped forward as one, their spirits soaring into the heavens. "I'll do it!"
"No need. Jimmy was right—marrying a wife naturally requires sincerity. Besides, what difficulty are a mere thirty-six bottles?" Shi Tiexin laughed heartily. A gust of Xun wind swept out, and with a whoosh, the first bottle flew into his hand.
Before anyone saw him move, the cap popped into the air. Shi Tiexin raised the bottle