Noon.
Peace Street Restaurant.
When Chu Qinghua heard that Geng Yuehua and Madam Yan had arrived, he froze for a moment, then hurriedly led his son and daughter-in-law out to greet them. Geng Yuehua had already entered from outside. She was no longer wearing Dong Xuebin's Italian Suit, having clearly changed after going home that morning. Her Suit Pants and Shirt looked equally striking. Beside her stood a middle-aged woman under fifty, plain-looking but with a composed bearing.
Many people rose to their feet.
Chu Qinghua smiled apologetically. "I didn't know such distinguished guests were coming. Forgive me for failing to welcome you properly."
The bride and groom looked somewhat restrained. They had invited the district leaders when sending out the invitations, but the earlier response had suggested the leaders had no time. They had not expected them to actually come, and were caught a little off guard.
Dong Xuebin had not expected the district governor to come either. But who was this Madam Yan? He turned and asked Wang Yuling, "Director Wang, Madam Yan is...?"
Wang Yuling lowered her voice. "My aunt."
Your aunt? The wife of Wang Anshi, the district Party secretary?
Dong Xuebin quietly filed that away. It seemed Chu Qinghua carried quite some weight. Even the district Party secretary's wife and the district governor had come to offer their congratulations. Either Chu Qinghua had excellent connections, or the Peace Street Office had achieved outstanding results. The district's attention was obvious from this lineup. Compared with that, Dong Xuebin's Guangming Street Office seemed like a stepchild. They had spent ages following district orders to crack down on illegal construction, yet not only received no recognition from the district, but nearly got disciplined. What the hell was that?
Seeing plenty of people crowd around Geng Yuehua and Madam