After an indeterminate amount of time, just as everyone was growing bored, Zhou Xiaona's phone suddenly rang.
She hurriedly answered it, her tone exceptionally enthusiastic.
"Brother Wencheng? Yes, you're almost here? It's fine, it's fine. There's room, definitely room."
Before long, Zhou Xiaona put down her phone, looking excited.
"Your Brother Wencheng and the others are here?" Zhou Xiaona's mother asked.
"They'll be here any minute. Oh, and their driver and nanny came with them too. Let me check the seating." Zhou Xiaona looked over the two tables in the room and began calculating.
"A driver and a nanny?" The relatives exchanged glances, their expressions turning somewhat grave.
A driver and a nanny—what an impressive entourage.
They really were honored guests!
"How about we squeeze in a little?" Song Wenbo suggested from the side.
"Squeeze in? We do need to squeeze in, but we can't squeeze the honored guests." Zhou Xiaona immediately began making arrangements. "Uncles, Li Kaiguang, Zhang Yang, you all sit at this table."
Several elderly relatives were assigned to the other table to squeeze in.
"Good lord, who are these big shots? They're making our whole family wait on them? And what's so great about having a driver and nanny? Why can't they squeeze in at one table?" Li Kaiguang grumbled indignantly.
"We'll sit wherever they arrange us. It's their event, after all," Zhang Yang said indifferently.
As for the elderly relatives being moved to the other table, neither his younger uncle nor his aunt had any objections, so what could he say?
A moment later, everyone had been seated.
Several seats at the head of the table remained empty, and everyone at the two large tables simply waited for his aunt's long-overdue brother.
Zhang Yang took out his phone and replied to a few messages, occasionally