The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 161: Use this to test the cadres
"The rural area is quite basic, so please let me know if you feel uncomfortable or not, and I will try my best to accommodate you."

Gao Qinghe spoke with such seriousness, as if she were a hotel customer service representative entertaining foreign guests.

Lu Gaoming gave her an annoyed look. "I thought we were already quite familiar before you invited me to the wedding. Why are you being so polite?"

“Go back two generations, whose family didn’t come from the countryside? Your conditions are much better than my hometown.”

Gao Qinghe really didn't know about Lu Gaoming's family situation, and asked curiously:

"Your hometown is poorer than ours? I thought you grew up in the city. You don't look like someone from our rural area at all."

She asked questions while also praising the person; Lu Gaoming was truly impressed.

“My mother’s hometown is in the Northwest. There’s nothing but dirt and sand there. They can only eat potatoes every day and only take a bath once a year.”

The young man standing next to Lu Gaoming said with a smile.

This topic piqued Gao Qingya's interest, and she immediately followed up with, "Don't you feel itchy if you don't shower?"

The boy shook his head. "No, I don't sweat when I stay at my grandma's house."

The two of them even started chatting.

Lu Gaoming and Gao Qinghe exchanged a glance and chuckled helplessly.

The son said that a benefactor had arrived for his daughter, so Gao Chongyi and Huang Ying finished greeting the relatives and hurried over.

Director Lu wasn't at the factory today, and he seemed much more amiable.

He's so small, I never expected him to be a factory manager.

Huang Ying thought to herself, "You really can't judge a book by its cover."

Gao Chongyi is not a bookworm. Judging from Gao Qinghe's personality, there must be an elder in the family who knows how to socialize.

As for Old Lady Tian, ​​she's willing to overthrow even the richest man; there's no one she's afraid of.

Gao Chongyi usually keeps a low profile, but it turns out he gets along quite well with Lu Gaoming.

He reads the newspaper every day. Although it might seem like he's just talking theory, this isn't a battlefield. He only needs a superficial understanding of entertainment and current affairs.

However, Lu Gaoming was too busy looking at Gao Chongyi's face.

He gave a perfunctory reply, but in his heart he thought, "No wonder Gao Qinghe is so beautiful, now I know why."

Looking at Huang Ying sitting opposite me, grinning sheepishly, I felt a strange sense of admiration.

Beauty is also a resource, and a woman who can acquire a resource like Gao Chongyi must possess either ability or personal charm.

It was almost midnight, and everyone was chatting animatedly when the phone rang in the main room.

Gao Qingya immediately abandoned the young man she was chatting excitedly with and answered the phone.

A moment later, the little girl hung up the phone and shouted excitedly:
"Hurry, hurry! My brother-in-law said they're almost at the village entrance!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Qingmiao and her group of gate-blocking soldiers immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed out in a swarm.

Gao Qingya cried out anxiously, "Wait for me!"

Lu Gaoming's son glanced anxiously at his mother, and seeing her nod, he curiously followed her out.

Huang Ying slapped her forehead and quickly warned, "Don't stop my son-in-law! His injury hasn't healed yet!"

"Gao Qingmiao, Gao Qingya, let your brother-in-law in first, do you hear me!"

From afar came Gao Qingya's voice: "I know!"

Huang Ying turned around and saw Gao Qinghe still sitting calmly in the main room drinking water. She waved her hand impatiently and said, "Go inside."

Lu Gaoming also urged with a smile, "Let's go in. It's been a long time since I've attended such a lively wedding. Let me see if the people your new son-in-law brought are up to par."

Judging from the energy the Gao siblings were putting in just now, it's hard to say whether the wedding procession will be able to break through.

Gao Qinghe shrugged, put down her water glass, and was ushered into the room by her aunts and uncles.

Soon, the sound of young people cheering came from the courtyard. Mao Mao and Yao Mei ran into the courtyard and announced, "Second brother-in-law is here!"

The kitchen helpers stood at the doorway, looking out and exclaiming with envy.

"Look at their entourage! Six cars and two blue trucks. They really are coal bosses!"

Some people said enviously, "The Gao family's daughter's wedding is much more exciting than our Party Secretary's wedding!"

"If I get a car when I get married, my two sisters-in-law will be so envious."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and just as the wedding procession came to a stop at the village entrance, Gao Qingya rushed out and said:
"Let my brother-in-law come in first, none of you are allowed to move!"

Don't let her young age fool you; she's got the presence of someone who's just as strong.

In the lead car, Jiang Baohai wore a striking custom-made fuchsia suit. He didn't need a corsage; everyone knew he was the groom.

Seeing his sister-in-law standing in front of the car challenging him, he smiled and got out of the car first, holding a bouquet of red roses he had prepared.

Fang Xiaoyu and his brother, along with the wedding procession called from the mine, followed closely behind.

Unfortunately, as soon as Jiang Baohai passed through, the road was immediately blocked by a human wall formed by Gao Qingmiao and other young people.

Under the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the men, Jiang Baohai, holding a bouquet of flowers, walked unimpeded and gracefully into the Gao family's courtyard.

Fang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth in anger at her boss's smug look.

Why didn't he meet such an understanding mother-in-law?
and many more!

Are we just going to let them navigate all these remaining challenges on their own?
Of course we have to take the plunge; otherwise, we won't be able to bring our bride back.

Jiang Baohai's happiness lasted only a few minutes.

Upon entering the Gao family courtyard and seeing the row of aunts and uncles standing in front of Gao Qinghe's door, even the seasoned tycoon felt uneasy.

Upon closer inspection, there was even a Factory Director, Mr. Lu, present.

Ruined!
It seems that bringing this bride back won't be easy.

Understanding that her son-in-law's injury had not fully healed, Huang Ying beckoned Jiang Baohai to go into the main room and find a corner to wait in.

However, Jiang Baohai had confidence in his brothers, so he stopped sitting and went to the window to see the bride.

If any of his relatives tried to stop him, he would give them a red envelope with a smile and do so for each person who came.

Who can stand this?
Lu Gaoming stepped forward.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Mr. Jiang, you must follow the rules."

Jiang Baohai's heart skipped a beat, but his smile remained unchanged. He decisively pulled out the largest red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

"Director Lu, please have pity on our longing hearts. I'm not going in. I'll just stand by the window and keep the bride company. Otherwise, it would be so boring for her to wait alone in the room."

Lu Gaoming took the red envelope, opened it, and his heart raced – five hundred yuan!

"Cough cough!" Lu Gaoming coughed heavily twice.

"General Jiang, is this how you test your cadres?"

I folded the red envelope neatly, ready to return it.

Unexpectedly, another red envelope was handed to me.

Jiang Baohai rubbed his waist, looking pitiful. "Please, have mercy! My injury hasn't fully healed yet. How about letting me go inside and rest for a bit? I swear, I promise, I will absolutely not give them any special treatment. I will stand firmly on the bride's side!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a handful of small red envelopes from somewhere and handed them out to everyone in the circle at the door.

When Lu Gaoming saw the ecstatic expressions on their faces, he knew in his heart that danger was imminent.

Sure enough, no one knew who opened the door, but Jiang Baohai darted inside in a flash.

Then I looked at the two red envelopes in my hand, a thousand yuan. Cough cough, even cadres are short of supplies, so let's turn a blind eye.

(End of this chapter)