Liu Zhimin didn’t spare his own wife, and the Liu Family’s wife also died of an "accidental accident."
Thus, all three wives of the Liu family died unexpectedly, which inevitably makes one lant that a wife in a large family clan is indeed a high-risk occupation.
After settling this matter, Liu Zhimin also called Li Chengze, "Young Master Li, help , and I can give you half of my Liu Family’s assets."
Zhou Haoqiang was getting married next week, but because he was busy with business, his engagent ceremony had never been held.
Under Yang Yu’s repeated urging, he finally held the engagent ceremony a week before the wedding.
Actually, Lan Xiaong didn’t care much about the engagent ceremony, but the parents of both the Lan family and Zhou Haoqiang, including his grandparents, felt it was necessary to conduct it, following the proper rituals, so they had no choice but to comply with the wishes of the elders.
The engagent ceremony was simple, but not at all modest.
According to the customs of Zhou Haoqiang’s hotown, all figures in the dowry had to end with "six" or "eight."
Therefore, Zhou Haoqiang had eight large trucks arranged, delivering exactly eight truckloads of dowry gifts to Lan Xiaong’s ho, leaving Lan Xiaong’s neighbors dumbfounded.
"My heavens, is Xiao ng marrying a multimillionaire? You can’t tell at all!"
"Definitely, the last ti I introduced a wealthy suitor to Xiao ng, she wasn’t even interested. Can you imagine the one she chooses herself being any worse?"
"It’s good to have a daughter, indeed. I’m stressed to death about the dowry for my son. Still have to prepare a house, sigh, it’s tough!"
"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, grandpa, grandma, welco, welco." Father Lan and Mother Lan greeted Zhou Haoqiang’s family at the door, and Yang Yu also arrived at the Lan family’s ho with them.
The parents of both sides sat down, with Zhou Haoqiang and Lan Xiaong obediently sitting by the side, while Yang Yu was smiling and making tea for himself.
As their matchmaker, Yang Yu really lacked the temperant of a matchmaker.
Although Zhou Haoqiang was now a billionaire, Zhou’s parents and grandparents were still very simple rural people.
Upon arriving at Lan Xiaong’s ho, they didn’t put on any airs of superiority, all smiling pleasantly.
"Relatives, the two kids are getting married next week, so this ceremony is really just a formality." Mrs. Zhou smiled, "But, if there’s anything else we’ve forgotten, just let us know. We’re all family here, no need to be polite."
"You’ve already prepared very thoroughly, nothing was forgotten." Mrs. Lan smiled slightly, "And the goods have all been delivered, let’s stick to the list of gifts we agreed on last ti!"
Mrs. Zhou nodded, "Let’s settle it like this then..."
"Hold on." A middle-aged man ca over with a smile, "Sister, did you forget? Didn’t we agree yesterday to add another five million in cash to the dowry?"
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the faces of everyone present changed.
Mrs. Lan’s face turned pale instantly, and she burst into harsh scolding, "Lan Wei, your own family can’t even co up with the dowry money for your son to get married, and you co here trying to extort from my daughter, what do you an by this!"
"Sister, don’t put it in such harsh terms!" Lan Wei chuckled, "After all, I am your brother, and Xiao ng’s uncle! Is it wrong for an uncle to try to get a bit more for his niece at her wedding? The more you ask for, the more respect they will give. Otherwise, the in-laws would say, oh, Xiao ng is just a bargain, right?"
"It’s you, big-headed ghost, get lost!" Mrs. Lan gritted her teeth, furious, "Just leave! Otherwise, don’t bla for not lending you a penny!"
"Here’s the deal, if you don’t ask for five million in cash today, I’m just not leaving," Lan Wei played the scoundrel, "And I’ll run out and tell your neighbors that Xiao ng is a girl who doesn’t respect herself, has had several abortions, and who knows how many boyfriends she’s changed..."
Slap!
Mrs. Lan slapped Lan Wei right across the face, gasping for breath, "I’ve never seen soone as shalessly thick-skinned as you!"
"Say whatever you want, hehe!" Lan Wei turned to the Zhou family and said, "Dear in-laws, you wouldn’t want all the relatives on our side gossiping when the kids get married, would you? Five million is indeed a lot for ordinary people, but I’ve checked, Haqiang Construction is nearly worth a billion now, it’s just a tiny bit for our nephew-in-law."
"Think of it as spending five million for good luck, uncle’s family will rember your kindness, killing two birds with one stone, isn’t that great?"
The faces of the Zhou family mbers looked awful, but they didn’t know what to say for a mont.
Zhou Haoqiang had told them that his success today was all thanks to his good brother, Yang Yu.
In other words, their Ah Qiang really didn’t have much money.
Asking for five million just like that, did they think their Ah Qiang was an ATM!
Mr. Zhou was usually a calm man, not easily angered, but even he was furious now, "What if we don’t pay?"
Lan Wei shalessly said, "That’s simple, I’ll just keep causing trouble until your wedding can’t even proceed peacefully, hehehe."
"Of course, if you can’t take it and decide not to marry Xiao ng, I don’t care. It’s none of my business whether she marries well or not."
"You!" Mrs. Lan’s face turned pale with anger, and she showed signs of an asthma attack.
Yang Yu quickly took out so silver needles and swiftly inserted them into Mrs. Lan’s body, which alleviated her asthma.
Having such an intolerable relative, Father Lan truly couldn’t bear it anymore; he rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and yelled, "I’ll kill you, you bastard!"
Lan Xiaong quickly hugged her father, "Dad, don’t be impulsive, it’s not worth it!"
Mrs. Lan also tried to calm him, "Old Lan, it’s my fault, don’t be rash!"
Zhou Haoqiang looked towards Yang Yu with a very uneasy expression, "Ah Yu..."
"Calling is useless," Yang Yu gave Zhou Haoqiang a look, "Considering the brotherhood we had, I’ve lent you so much money for your wedding, I’ve already done more than enough. You haven’t even paid back the over ten million you owe, and now you want to borrow another five million, dream on!"
Zhou Haoqiang suddenly understood, "Ah Yu, you can’t do this! I’m getting married next week, you can’t let face such turmoil over just five million, right?"
"Want to borrow money, easy," Yang Yu put on a ruffian look, scoffing, "My brother’s in the Myanmar Triangle, find a few people to go there, making a couple million a year is no problem."
"By the way, Uncle Xiao ng, aren’t you lacking five million for your son’s wedding?" Yang Yu looked at Lan Wei, smirking weirdly, "How about I introduce your entire family there, I guarantee your son can get married in two years, what do you think?"
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