My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 184 Returning Home Rich and Rich
Langfang is not far from Yanjing, and Magan'er's home is only 60 kilometers away from Yanjing.

It takes about an hour to drive there.

Because Zoya was a Soviet citizen, her family was placed with Qin Yuan.

The long convoy set off from Cherry Alley and headed directly to Majia Village.

In those days, there weren't many cars on the road. Being able to afford a car as a wedding car meant you were considered a wealthy family or one of the richest people.

Not to mention the wedding procession consisting of more than a dozen cars.

Pedestrians on the street stared in astonishment at the Mercedes-Benz and Crown leading the way.

"Whose wedding is this? It's such a big affair!"

"The first one is a Mercedes-Benz and a Crown, but what are the logos on the cars that follow? I don't recognize any of them."

"They're Volga, Soviet cars, wow, a whole ten of them, that's quite a show."

At this moment, Majia Village is still immersed in the tranquility of the winter end of the year.

With no work to be done in the fields, every household is busy preparing for the Lunar New Year.

The children, boys and girls of all ages, gathered together, setting off firecrackers, shooting guns, playing hopscotch and marbles, having a great time.

As a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles entered the village, it instantly shattered the village's tranquility and attracted the attention of all the children.

Some of the bolder ones followed the convoy, peering out curiously, even thinking that the gasoline exhaust fumes were a "fragrance" brought from the city.

The convoy slowly drove along the only dirt road in the village toward Magan'er's house.

More and more children followed behind the car, and their playful noises attracted the attention of the adults in each family.

Everyone poked their heads out of the courtyards and windows, watching the wedding convoy pass by on the road.

wedding?

convoy?

Has anyone in the village had a wedding or celebration recently?
Yes, it really does.

Old Fang's family is getting married. His son brought back a foreign wife before, and she went back to Yanjing a few days ago, saying she was buying things for the wedding. At the time, the villagers didn't believe it and thought that Zhuoya was a wife that Ma Gan'er had tricked into bringing back from outside.

But now.
Could this convoy be heading to Lao Fang's house?

Did his son really make a fortune in Beijing?
Thinking of this, the villagers came out of their homes one by one.

Sure enough, a convoy of thirteen cars was seen neatly arranged in front of Lao Fang's house.

The car door opened, and the tall, thin man who stepped out was none other than Fang Huaqiang, the son of the Fang family.

Ma Gan'er was wearing a brand-new suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was filled with a happy and slightly nervous smile.

He carefully helped Zoya, the equally beautiful bride with blonde hair and blue eyes, who was also dressed in her finest attire.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yuan, dressed in a suit and exuding an extraordinary air, Binzi, tall and strong, Gangzi, and Elena, who was as beautiful as someone on TV, all got out of the car.

This group of people stood in stark contrast to the surrounding rural environment, clearly indicating that they were "big shots" from a big city.

“My goodness, Magan’er wasn’t lying, he really made a fortune in Yanjing City.”

"A Mercedes-Benz! That car at the beginning is a Mercedes-Benz. I've seen it in the city. My God, only big bosses in the capital can afford such a car!"

"The Fang family must have had some incredible luck! They've really struck it rich!"

The Fang family and their relatives who came to the wedding already knew that their son would be driving back.

But what they didn't expect was that a whole convoy of cars would come back!
They were stunned to see twelve wedding cars parked outside, and at first they didn't dare to go up and identify them.

Until Magan and Qin Yuan and the others got off the bus.

Only then did the Fang family dare to confirm that these cars were indeed for their son.

"Huaqiang, these cars."

Mr. Fang took a few steps forward and asked.

Ma Gan'er's real name is Fang Huaqiang.

"Dad, this is the older brother I've mentioned to you, who is also my boss, Qin Yuan."

"This is Zhang Bin, Song Yugang, and his sister-in-law Elena, who is also a Soviet citizen."

The skinny boy introduced them: "Brother Yuan, this is my dad, this is my mom, and this is my brother, my sister, and my eldest uncle, second uncle, and eldest aunt's husband."

Qin Yuan stepped forward, smiled, and greeted them: "Uncle, Aunt, hello."

When the Fang family heard that it was the owner of the "Magan'er" restaurant, they quickly returned the greeting, but at the same time, they were a little at a loss for words.

They had prepared for the wedding, but they didn't expect it to be so grand, and Qin Yuan could tell at a glance that he was a person of status and position.

Their preparations were rather meager.

But Qin Yuan had already anticipated all of this.

"Gangzi, take your men and bring out all the firecrackers and fireworks we brought. Let's make a fuss and add some excitement." "Binzi, take your men and bring down all the chicken, duck, fish, meat, seafood, roast duck, and all the cigarettes, alcohol, candy, and tea. Ask Chef Chen from Dongxinglou to have his apprentices get ready quickly and start heating the oil!"

Qin Yuan brought more than just a convoy to make a show of things.

After learning about Ma Gan'er's family situation, he asked the chefs at Dongxinglou to write a list of various cuisines based on the wedding banquet standards in Yanjing City, and then had them purchased the dishes.

Dongxinglou is one of the eight famous restaurants in Yanjing (Beijing), so it's not cheap to host a banquet there.

Not to mention taking people directly to the countryside to prepare banquets, which was unheard of in Yanjing City.

But Qin Yuan managed to buy it with money.

In addition to that, Qin Yuan also bought a variety of daily necessities.

After all, it was his first time visiting his parents, who were very thin.

The proper etiquette was observed.

Gangzi and Binzi were quick-witted, and they immediately led their men to start moving firecrackers and fireworks. The chefs from Dongxinglou also led their men to unload kitchen utensils and some round tables from the pickup truck.

"Hey buddy, where's your kitchen? We'd like to use it."

The master chef at Dongxinglou asked very politely.

As a native of Yanjing, he didn't look down on these rural people at all.

We live in the countryside now, but that may not be the case in the future.

With such goodwill from Boss Qin Yuan, he's bound to prosper in the future.

Mr. Fang stood there dumbfounded, asking his eldest daughter for directions.

Fortunately, although their family was poor, they had a large enough place, and Ma Gan'er had been sending money to their family over the past few months, so they made some repairs. Although it couldn't compare to a commercial apartment in the city, it didn't look shabby either.

Meanwhile, the road opposite was already crowded with villagers and children watching the spectacle.

After all, this was the first time they had ever seen someone drive back in a car to get married, and make such a big fuss about it.

As Binzi, Magan'er, and others unloaded the fireworks and firecrackers from the car, the trunks of ten Volga cars were opened.

Everyone was shocked.

Goodness, so much stuff?
Did they move all the department stores here?

Rice, cigarettes, liquor, beer, and red wine were carried down in bags and boxes, followed by pork, beef, chicken, duck, fish, goose, crabs, lobsters, and all kinds of candies and snacks—it was overwhelming.

A dozen or so people carried down a small hill.

The villagers were stunned.

"My goodness, such a huge operation, how much did this cost?"

"Good heavens, the Fang family has really struck it rich."

"What exactly is Magan doing in the city? Marrying a foreign wife and all these big bags and small packages, that's a Moutai bar, I've only ever seen it on TV."

As the firecrackers went off, fireworks rose into the sky and burst into bloom.

The villagers' envy reached its peak.

"Crackling and popping—bang!"

Gangzi and his men lit a thousand firecrackers and a sky-piercing display of fireworks. The loud noise and the dazzling fireworks ignited the atmosphere in the village, and the children screamed with excitement.

Ma Gan looked at everything that had been arranged for him.

Seeing the unprecedented glory and joy on her parents' faces, seeing the envious and amazed looks of her fellow villagers, and then looking at Qin Yuan who was smiling and giving instructions with composure, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

His original purpose in going to Yanjing was to try on formal attire and deliver invitations.

Qin Yuan was very thoughtful, purchasing various supplies for him in advance and even hiring a chef from Dongxinglou to cook for his wedding.

He knew that all this glory and prestige was given to him by Brother Yuan.

Even if Qin Yuan asked him to give up his life, he would feel it was worth it.

I'm willing to do it!

"Silly boy, what are you standing here for?"

Qin Yuan smiled and handed a large bag of wedding candy to Magan'er and Zhuoya.

"Today is your big day. There are still plenty of seats available. Please invite your village to join us for a celebratory drink and share some sweets with the children. You're returning home in glory."

Qin Yuan patted him on the back.

He nodded heavily, wiped his eyes, and, pulling Zoya along, began distributing wedding candy to the villagers and children who were watching.

The villagers immediately became lively. Adults and children alike smiled and stepped forward to receive the candy, offering their congratulations and sharing in the rare joy.

Just then, an Audi arrived late.

(End of this chapter)