Shi Bochuan and Shen Qinghuai's wedding photos were printed on it.
In the first picture on the left, Shi Bochuan had cornered Shen Qinghuai, gripping his waist with reddened eyes in a scene straight out of a melodrama, madly in love. Large ornate lettering read: "Beijing's Crown Prince Falls Deeper Every Day; the Aloof White Moonlight Cannot Escape His Palm."
The second picture on the left showed Shen Qinghuai with his back to everyone, his waist held by Shi Bochuan as he turned his head to look back. The ornate lettering read: "Love After Marriage: My CEO Husband Is Rich and Clingy."
Near the entrance was also a meme of Shi Zhongye with his mouth open in a vomiting expression, spewing out a vertical banner: "I Approve of This Marriage."
The banner was tied with Shi Zhongye balloons left over from the last welcome party—recycling waste for reuse.
Shi Geren suddenly clenched the bead bracelet in his hand.
Outrageous!
Secretary Wu remained calm. "Oh, this was designed by the Third Young Master. Look to your right again—that was designed by the Second Young Master."
Shi Geren looked right and saw two twisted plaster sculptures.
Two lumps that looked like melted candles stood there, shooting straight into the sky.
Those two things glowed a ghastly white under the sunlight, with sunken eye sockets and eerily upturned mouths, like two office drones whose souls had been sucked dry but who still insisted on working.
Secretary Wu introduced them. "This is the Second Young Master's sculptural debut. President Shi even gave it a name. It's called..."
Shi Geren repeated loudly, "It's called what?"
Secretary Wu said, "Refund Request."
Also near the entrance, an unidentified sculpture-like creation labeled "Shi Jihan" was holding up a sign in an extremely twisted pose: "Shut up. Who asked