Chapter 280 279 [Shocked: Son-in-Law Wants to Go to Heaven! 】

French Concession, Pétain Road, International Chapel.

This is one of the largest churches in Shanghai. It was completed three years ago and the lobby can accommodate 700 people.

Under the stage sat Xu Zhimo, Hu Shi, Liang Shiqiu, Xu Beihong, Zhang Jiazhu, Shen Congwen, Lu Xiaoman and other young friends, as well as Zhang Leyi's relatives and friends, and her middle school classmates in Shanghai.

None of the older or more prestigious guests came to the church to watch the ceremony.

Because after the Western-style Christian wedding, there will be a Chinese-style wedding in the hotel. This belongs to the characteristics of the Republic of China, which not only pursues Western things, but also retains traditional customs. For example, when Chang Kaishen and Ms. Song San got married last year, they were Western-style first, then Chinese-style, covering everything.

Zhou Hexuan, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, made an oath under the guidance of the pastor: "I would like Ms. Zhang Leyi to be my wife. From now on, we will have and support each other. Whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy, we will love each other. Cherish each other until death do us part."

Zhang Leyi lowered her head and smiled sweetly, followed by swearing: "I am willing Mr. Zhou Hexuan to be my husband, from now on...until death can separate us."

"Under the witness of the Lord, I declare that the newlyweds in front of me are legally married." The pastor was more forceful, not as cumbersome as the engagement. He smiled, "Now, the groom can kiss your bride!"

"Kiss one, kiss one!"

"Kiss, kiss!"

"..."

The young people in the audience kept booing, among which Zhang Jiazhu shouted the loudest.

Zhou Hexuan held Zhang Leyi in his arms, leaned over and kissed her red lips, and ended the Western-style wedding amidst screams and applause.

Afterwards, everyone went to the Dahua Hotel collectively, where there was still a scene waiting.

Zhou Hexuan changed into a bright red mandarin jacket and a men's skirt, while Zhang Leyi wore a red cheongsam and a red jacket, and sat quietly in the lounge waiting to appear.

As the evening approached, guests from all walks of life began to arrive one after another.

Zhang Mouzhi greeted them personally at the gate. He brought Chen Han, an old servant from Jiujiang, who was responsible for registering the names of the guests and receiving gifts.

I saw a shabby-looking old man coming with his little-footed wife.

Zhang Mouzhi didn't take it seriously at first, but he heard Lin Zedong, a reporter from the Shanghai branch of "Ta Kung Pao", whispered: "This is the famous Mr. Zhang Taiyanzhang and his wife, Ms. Tang Guoli."

Zhang Mouzhi was in awe, and quickly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you Mr. Taiyan and his wife for coming to attend the wedding of my son-in-law and daughter."

"It's easy to say!" Zhang Taiyan casually threw a gift box on the red silk table.

Chen Han, the old servant of the Zhang family, immediately wrote a note with the words "Zhang Taiyan" with a brush, and pasted it on the gift box.

After Zhang Taiyan and his wife entered, several young people came over soon. Lin Zedong introduced: "These are the famous painters Xu Beihong, Wang Yachen, Liu Haisu, and the famous dramatist Mr. Tang Huaiqiu."

Zhang Mouzhi had only heard of Xu Beihong, he cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you, gentlemen, for coming to attend the wedding of my son-in-law and daughter."

Several people hurriedly clasped their fists in salute, left gifts and entered together.

Suddenly, a middle-aged son came again, who was still waving a fan in winter. He directly threw the fan on the ceremony table, and said, "I have run out of money, so this fan should be a wedding present."

Zhang Mouzhi felt contemptuous in his heart, this nima came here to fight the autumn wind to eat and drink.

Just listen to Lin Zedong's introduction: "This is Yuan Shikai's son, Yuan Kewen, a senior member of the Green Gang."

Yuan Shikai's son?

Zhang Mouzhi was very surprised, and hurriedly called on him: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan, for coming!"

Yuan Kewen didn't even bother to look at Zhang Mouzhi, and walked in swaggeringly.

Zhang Mouzhi was feeling depressed when he heard Lin Zedong say, "These two are Mr. Yi Peiji, Minister of Agriculture and Mining of the Nanjing Government, and his wife."

"Hello Minister Yi, thank you Minister Yi for coming!" Zhang Mouzhi lowered his posture.

"These two are Mr. Wang Qianming and his wife, son of Wang Guowei, a national scholar."

"This is Mr. Yu Qiaqing, Chairman of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce."

"This is Mr. Xia Peng, the major shareholder and general manager of The Commercial Press."

"This is Mr. Ye Shengtao, editor-in-chief of Novel Monthly."

"This is Mr. Shi Liangcai, the boss of Shenbao."

"This is Mr. Liang Desuo, editor-in-chief of Liangyou Pictorial."

"This is Mr. Jiang Baili, a famous military strategist."

"This is Mr. Zhang Junmai, a famous scholar."

"Who is this……"

Zhang Mouzhi's head was already dizzy, and he realized that he had greatly underestimated his son-in-law's connections. Among the guests who came, the worst ones were famous scholars, famous painters and famous poets.

As for the appearance of Yuan Shikai's son, the owner of "Shenbao", the owner of the Commercial Press, and Yi Peiji, Yu Qiaqing and other political and business figures, it was completely beyond Zhang Mouzhi's expectations.

My son-in-law really has a lot of friends!

However, the shock was not over yet. Lin Zedong continued to introduce: "These three are Mr. Jerrison, British Minister to China, Mr. Toynbee, Director of the Royal Institute of International Studies, and his assistant, Ms. Veronica."

Zhang Mouzhi has never heard of the Royal Institute of International Studies. But the British envoy to China knew that he was a big shot, and he actually came to attend his daughter's wedding in person, which made Zhang Mouzhi feel full of face.

Not only is it a matter of face, Zhang Mouzhi is a comprador, and he is already thinking about how to get in touch with the British ambassador to China.

However, what made Zhang Mouzhi completely confused was that the French and American ambassadors to China were also present one after another—my son-in-law is going to heaven!

In fact, for many of the guests today, Zhou Hexuan just sent out invitations symbolically, and whether they come or not depends on the mood of the other party.

The British envoy came here with Toynbee, the American envoy was there because Zhou Hexuan was well-known in the United States, and the French envoy was influenced by the French consul in Tianjin and was quite interested in Zhou Hexuan.

In fact, Zhou Hexuan and these three have never even met face to face.

But others don't know, seeing the ministers from the three countries gathered at the wedding, they were all shocked by Zhou Hexuan's influence.

Familiar and unknown bigwigs and celebrities appeared one after another, until finally Zhang Mouzhi felt numb. He felt that even if Chang Kaishen showed up with his wife, he wouldn't be too excited.

But--

Lin Zedong suddenly said: "These two are Mr. Yan Xishan, Minister of the Interior of the Nanjing Government, and his wife, Ms. Xu Zhuqing."

I'm stupid!

Zhang Mouzhi shuddered all over, and smiled with stiff facial muscles: "Thank you, Minister Yan and Mrs. Yan, for coming!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang, you have a good son-in-law!" Yan Xishan laughed, and walked into the hall with his wife.

Yan Xishan's arrival directly caused a sensation, and guests from all walks of life focused their attention on him.