On a street in Longcheng.
Yu Mingyuan held the phone and said politely, "Uncle Han, haha, I'm Mingyuan! Oh, I'm Yu Jinrong's son...!"
"Haha, Mingyuan!" The other party laughed and replied, "You called me out of the blue and I was confused. What's wrong, nephew?"
"It's like this, I'm getting married next Saturday, do you have time to come over?" Yu Mingyuan asked.
"Oh, that's great news! Congratulations, Mingyuan. But I'm... too busy at work, I can't spare the time." The other party paused and said, "How about this, you send me the address on your phone later, if I have time, I will definitely go there. If I really can't get a vacation, I will definitely ask someone to go there to give you a gift."
"Okay, okay, Uncle Han, I'll send you the address later!"
"Okay, go ahead!"
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, just get busy!"
"Goodbye, goodbye!"
After that, the two ended the call, and Yu Mingyuan wiped the sweat from his face tiredly.
Ever since his father Yu Jinrong passed away, Yu Mingyuan has actually been deliberately trying to maintain the relationships in the family. But even though he tried very hard, he never forgot to give gifts to important people during festivals, elders' birthdays, weddings and funerals. But this still couldn't stop the trend of many relationships slowly fading.
When people leave, the tea gets cold. This is vividly reflected in this society. Take Uncle Han for example. Yu Jinrong took good care of him when they were working in District 1, but now he has even forgotten the name of his old boss's son. Most of what he said on the phone just now were excuses.
Some people may think that the An family has great power, and Yu Mingyuan is Yu Zhen’s nephew and the president of the Tongji Association, so they should be on good terms with him. But this is actually useless for most people.
Because the power of the An family does not represent Yu Mingyuan's power. As for organizations like associations, before they become really big, they are of no use to many big guys, because there are a lot of grassroots organizations like Long Cheng.
The reason why Yu Mingyuan frantically contacted his old connections was mainly due to two considerations. First, Yu Zhen instructed him to make the wedding as grand as possible and invite more celebrities. Second, Yu Mingyuan did not want to appear timid in front of the Wen family and wanted to show off his social connections.
Yu Mingyuan has been very busy these days and is very tired, but marriage is a happy event after all and he is enjoying it.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
The phone rang, and Yu Mingyuan immediately pressed the answer button: "Hello? Xiaorou!"
"Come to the new house! My second aunt and others are here and want to see you." Wen Xiaorou's voice rang out.
"Okay, okay, I'll be there right away!" Yu Mingyuan replied.
After hanging up the phone, Yu Mingyuan turned around and rushed to the new house.
…
About half an hour later.
Yu Mingyuan parked the car outside the villa, walked briskly into the courtyard, and went straight to the main hall.
“Squeak…!”
Just as Yu Mingyuan was about to enter the door, he suddenly heard the sound of rushing water next to the villa's swimming pool.
Yu Mingyuan walked over and looked down, and saw that the water pipe next to the swimming pool was broken and water was leaking out, and there was a lot of useless cement nearby that was soaked.
"Damn it, these guys are so careless at their work!" Yu Mingyuan cursed, walked over and turned the main valve of the water pipe.
The new house was being renovated recently and the yard was a mess. Yu Mingyuan moved two bags of cement with his feet and turned around to return to the living room.
"Xiao Rou, are you really going to marry him?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from the living room.
"Second aunt, why do you ask that? I've already completed all the formalities and sent out the invitations, so how can it be a fake?" Wen Xiaorou smiled and replied, "Have some candy."
"I won't eat it. I have diabetes!" The middle-aged woman paused and said, "Xiao Rou, your father is too careless and your mother is a person who doesn't take charge! To be honest, if they had discussed it with the family, we might not agree to you getting married so early...!"
Yu Mingyuan stopped when he heard this.
"Why?" Wen Xiaorou asked puzzledly.
"It's just that they are not a good match." The middle-aged woman said bluntly, "The Yu family was okay before, but now... he is not worthy of you! Let me put it bluntly, your father is in his prime, and if he works for a few more years, he will definitely become a general. Your uncle also said that if the higher-ups want to confer military ranks, he will definitely help your father! And you, if you go to the Army University for further studies, you will be a colonel when you come out, right?"
Wen Xiaorou replied coquettishly: "Second aunt, please don't say that."
"What does Yu Mingyuan have? Although his uncle is a high-ranking official, he is not his biological father. What's the use? He himself does not have any official position in the system. Doing business? Joining an association? In the end, isn't that still serving the authorities?" The middle-aged woman sighed, "And I heard that your father was also influenced by him in some decision-making aspects... Alas, this boy, his motives for marrying you are probably not pure."
"Second aunt, what are you talking about? I'm so angry!"
"Silly child! I am doing this for your own good." Second Aunt pouted and poked Wen Xiaorou's forehead with her hand: "It would be great if you could find a son of a high-ranking official in a military compound! Their careers match, their family backgrounds match! Whether it's in life or career, they can support each other! You say... you find... someone like this... Hey, you will have something to worry about in the future! Your dad will have to work hard too! It's very tiring!"
"Second aunt, I'm serious, we're getting married, you can't say that anymore...!"
"Ouch, you kid!"
While the two were talking, Yu Mingyuan deliberately walked around the courtyard, pretending to have just come in from the gate, and raised his head and called out, "Xiao Rou, are Second Aunt and the others here?"
Wen Xiaorou stood up and replied happily, "Mingyuan!"
Second Aunt straightened her clothes and put on a professional smile, not planning to say anything more.
…
District 1, New York City.
Father An returned home, sat on the sofa, and looked at the ceiling tiredly.
Yu Zhen came down from upstairs and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you even change your shoes?"
"I'm going to be transferred!" said An's father with his eyes closed.
"Where are you going? The transfer order came down so quickly?" Yu Zhen walked aside and asked anxiously.
"The transfer order is on the table, take a look!" replied An's father.
Yu Zhen reached out and picked up the transfer order, glanced down, and asked with a very surprised expression: "Asking you to be the military commander?? To Longcheng?? Who the hell came up with this stupid idea!!"
"We had a meeting and argued for an entire afternoon, but in the end, we were still powerless to save the situation!" Father An sighed.
"Is it impossible to reverse it?" Yu Zhen asked.
"The transfer order has already come down, what's the point of reversing it?"
"... It seems that you were right to urge Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou to get married!" Yu Zhen sighed.