The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 890: As Long As Everyone's Happy

After signing the contract, Chang Wenhua finally felt a weight lifted off his heart.

However, he didn't intend to take his leave imdiately and said, "To be honest, on my way here, Bai Huanyu sent a ssage..."

"Did it say sothing about 'plan canceled' or sothing like that?" Before he could finish, Xiao Feng interjected.

"Uh... how did you know?" Chang Wenhua asked dumbfoundedly, and his face quickly changed.

Could it be that Bai Huanyu had already contacted Xiao Feng?

But that didn't make sense, because if that were the case, the contract just signed wouldn't have gone smoothly.

Just as he was puzzled and uncertain, he saw Xiao Feng pointing at Du Qingyun, who was seated in the VIP section, and said, "Elder Du also received the exact sa ssage."

Hearing this, Chang Wenhua breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Several of my group's top executives also received it. I think Bai Huanyu is trying to sow discord, and we shouldn't trust it lightly!"

Xiao Feng nodded: "Rest assured, the bond between Chang Xinyan and I is stronger than gold; we won't believe this baseless discord."

Chang Xinyan's mouth twitched, thinking it was quite expensive to be "brothers" with him.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Chang Wenhua glanced at Du Qingyun sitting alone in the VIP section, knowing that not everyone was qualified to sit in those thirty seats.

He instructed Chang Xinyan to take a seat in the regular area and then joined Du Qingyun in the VIP section to chat.

"Elder Du, you ca early," Chang Wenhua greeted with a smile.

Du Qingyun smiled subtly, "Family, of course, we have to co a bit earlier. You didn't arrive late either."

The two exchanged trivialities, awaiting the next distinguished guest's arrival.

Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue stood at the end of the red carpet, waiting at the VIP entrance, standing straight with smiles as warm as the spring breeze.

Whether Du Qingyue was tired or not was another matter; at least Xiao Feng didn't feel tired at all.

Because anyone who walked over ant an inco, and he believed he could stand there for three days and nights as long as congratulatory gifts kept coming!

"Zhang Shuxin, chairman of Shuxin Building Materials Group, has arrived!" announced the greeter at the other end of the red carpet.

Beside the red carpet, many dia personnel with professional equipnt were either streaming live or taking photos.

These were relatively reputable dia outlets, and Xiao Feng allowed them to film freely for two reasons.

First, the more prestigious the guests in attendance, the more it showcased Fenghua Xueyue, or rather, his own strength.

Such beneficial news naturally should be widely disseminated.

Second, reputable newspapers and dia follow strict guidelines and aren't prone to sensationalizing or misreporting.

Even in the worst-case scenario, if they misreported, he would easily find them, unlike those who would purposefully defa him.

Quickly, Xiao Feng discovered the second benefit of that ssage.

So people with no ties to Bai Huanyu would often bring it up voluntarily to avoid unknowingly falling into a trap.

In contrast, those truly aligned with Bai Huanyu wouldn't be proactive, and this was sowhat fortuitous.

Of course, it didn't rule out that among those who spoke up, there might be many "fence-sitters," but it was still better than nothing.

When twenty-nine people had filled the thirty seats, a discussion erupted in the VIP section regarding why Bai Huanyu hadn't arrived yet.

Various speculations abounded, with many even leaning towards conspiracy theories.

However, the core concern of the twenty-nine was whether Xiao Feng would proceed with the ribbon-cutting and plaque unveiling ceremony on ti or wait for Bai Huanyu.

"Just wait and see, knowing Bai Huanyu's personality, he'll probably co right at the last mont."

"I agree; he likes to play this ga."

Amidst the discussions, it was already one o'clock.

From the stage, the host said, "Thank you all for staying this long, but I can responsibly tell you that you are very fortunate because after the ribbon-cutting ceremony, there's another round of grand prizes waiting to be raffled.

Let's now welco the renowned entrepreneur Wang Lubo, antique collector Du Qingyun,

Chairman and CEO of the Chang Group, Chang Wenhua, and entrepreneur Zhou Jiwen to cut the ribbon for Fenghua Xueyue Bridal Shop!"

Those called promptly stood up and went on stage.

However, many were surprised that Xiao Feng allowed an unknown Zhou Jiwen to participate in the ribbon-cutting.

Indeed, in Jiangcheng, Wang Lubo, Du Qingyun, Chang Wenhua were all well-known affluent individuals.

But very few knew who Zhou Jiwen was.

And among those few in the know, their understanding of Xiao Feng's loyalty deepened.

"Brother Xiao Feng, do you think Fat Bo will walk up like a model?" the little girl asked worriedly.

Xiao Feng, without expression, replied, "If he dares to walk like a model, I'll break his legs."

However, while he didn't walk like a model, Wang Lubo suddenly took the microphone from the host and said, "Perhaps you don't know, but Boss of Fenghua Xueyue, Mr. Xiao Feng, and I are the closest of brothers.

Today, as my brother's shop opens, I am extrely excited.

I believe that this is just a beginning.

In the future, the brand 'Fenghua Xueyue' will spread nationwide and eventually go global!"

Xiao Feng furrowed his brows, but since the words were already spoken, it was fine.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lubo continued, "On this beautiful and joyous day, I feel compelled to sing a song to express our deep friendship.

Sound engineer, please get ready, play the music."

On stage, Zhou Jiwen and others couldn't help but exchange confused glances; wasn't this supposed to be a ribbon-cutting?

Why was there singing involved now?

anwhile, Xiao Feng walked over to the sound engineer and whispered sothing.

The sound engineer appeared troubled, "This... isn't appropriate, right? If President Wang blas , I couldn't handle it."

"Just do as I said; he won't dare ss with you!" Xiao Feng coldly instructed.

On stage, Wang Lubo adjusted his expression to what he considered "deeply affectionate," just waiting for the music to start.

The next mont, from the speakers ca a male tenor singing: "Ah~~~ my dear father, the person I cherish most... I haven't had enough of being your child in this life, I beg you to be my father in the next life."

Both on stage and off, including Wang Lubo, everyone listening to this soulful vocal was taken aback.

He had said "good brothers," and wanted to express his feelings through a song, but this song?

"Hahahahaha!" The audience erupted into uproarious laughter at the sight of the bewildered Wang Lubo.

Embarrassed, his face flushed, Wang Lubo quickly stopped the music, wishing he could bury himself in a hole.

It was then that the host showcased exceptional crisis managent skills.

"What everyone just witnessed was actually a skit specially prepared by President Wang, intended to amuse everyone, and as it turns out, the result has been quite good." The host said naturally, as if it had been pre-arranged.

Wang Lubo could only put on a brave face and add, "As long as everyone's happy, that's what matters!"