Chapter 526

Wang Yan opened his arms, stretched with a crackling sound, and looked at the blue panel in the void before him.

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 30

Agility 30

Constitution 30

Spirit 87

Unallocated points 4

This time he stayed for a total of three years. Jiang Pengfei's mission was of course completed very well; not only did he not die, but he lived quite comfortably. Before coming back, he even had a little drink with him. Don't look at his age; he drank two taels of liquor every day, and his tolerance was much better than before. He was given four free attribute points, which was not bad.

As for the few women involved in completing the mission, they were all doing quite well too. Dr. Jiang Nansun hadn't graduated yet, so the two of them hadn't married. After Zhu Suosuo left the Jingyan Group and spent a while living a life of idleness, she found that staying home all day was meaningless, so she went out and found a clerk job, just muddling through. The "Big Wave" was of course still working under Yang Ke, and the company was flourishing; everything was quite good.

The time experienced this time wasn't long, and compared to the vast torrent of memories in Wang Yan's mind, it was truly insignificant, basically having no impact at all. He got up, drank some water, and picked up the phone on the side to take a look. There were no messages; after all, he had only been gone for an instant. It was just because his time had been stretched that he subconsciously picked it up to check for messages, the time, and so on.

It was afternoon when he left, and of course, it was still afternoon now. After wandering around the house twice to relax a bit, he continued to bury his head in the work of rolling "Power Pills."

The price of the "Body-Strengthening Pill" had returned to its original level, and the profit was shockingly high, especially since he had improved the formula, bringing the cost down to less than four thousand, with a gross profit of over eight thousand per bottle. If mass-produced, it could even reach over nine thousand. And his gross profit was basically his net profit...

With such profits, he naturally earned more. Previously, because he was busy with wedding matters, the goods shipped were actually fewer, but even so, after paying various taxes, he still had over two million in hand.

This was also the last time he would take out money on a large scale. After all, he used to need to buy a house for marriage, but now that the house was bought, counting the mortgage, having three hundred thousand a month was enough to spend. In the future, more money would be invested in the company's development; it was time to start researching how to produce all the things he had mastered step by step.

Just calculating like this in his mind, Wang Yan rolled the Power Pills until past five o'clock, when he finally went back to the rented apartment.

Wei Lan had long since bought the groceries and cleaned them up, just waiting for him to come home and cook. This was Wei Lan's strength; she wouldn't make Wang Yan choose or guess, and of course, Wang Yan was truly capable. As long as they decided to cook at home, Wei Lan would just hold her phone and scroll through recipes, see what dish she wanted to eat, and buy the ingredients according to what was written. Wang Yan cooked fast and didn't find it troublesome, so they were doing quite well in terms of eating. Although it was inevitable that sometimes they wouldn't know what to eat, they would just go out to a restaurant or eat some snacks.

Of course, this kind of life only existed after Wei Lan resigned from the company. After all, she used to be endlessly busy, and the time they could enjoy a warm daily life together wasn't abundant. Even when she was free, most of the time she just wanted to curl up at home, having no energy to go out and wander around. This was, of course, the status quo for the majority of the working masses; even though the Labor Law had begun to be enforced, it was still hard to avoid.

Very quickly, the food was on the table, and Wei Lan also added food for the cat and dog, eating opposite Wang Yan.

"The new house is almost packed up, and our things here are also packed. When are we moving over?"

Wang Yan glanced at the pile of big and small packing boxes in the living room, pretended to mutter something while pinching his fingers to calculate, and nodded: "The day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow is a good day for moving."

Wei Lan looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "Why not tomorrow? I checked the almanac before, and it said tomorrow is a good day for moving, and you can't move the day after tomorrow."

"Because tomorrow we have to pick up the car and register the plates, which will take quite a bit of time." Wang Yan laughed: "But if you're in a hurry, we can move after we finish eating; the time is still early anyway. We've lived here for so long, and there are quite a few messy things. We can move the things over first and tidy up. We'll live here for two more days, and when things are done over there, we'll do a final collection of our daily items and move straight in."

There were indeed quite a lot of things. He was simple, of course, and didn't have many things. But Wei Lan inevitably had small habits; she wanted to buy things whether they were useful or not. Of course, she felt they were useful when she bought them, and the price wasn't expensive, but over a long time, she had accumulated a lot. This was very normal, just satisfying the desire to shop, which was understandable.

Hearing him say this, Wei Lan looked back and nodded: "It's just time for dinner, and it's evening, so it should be hard to find a moving company, right?"

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"With a good laborer like me here, what moving company do you need? The things look like a lot, but actually, one truck can fit it all. You can just find a 'Huolala' driver, add some money for the driver, and the two of us won't take long to finish moving. It shouldn't cost much more."

Wei Lan responded with an "oh," and while eating, she fiddled with her phone to place an order.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, just eating and drinking heartily. Wei Lan's mood now was like an exam the next day, or an eight o'clock train in the morning; it was so unsettled. So she had no heart to eat, just wanting to finish all the procedures quickly, and then live her little life in their new home.

After the meal, the car Wei Lan called arrived; it was a 4.2-meter box truck. Of course, she called a big one just to avoid it not being enough. Wang Yan wasn't stingy either, adding three hundred to the driver, and the two of them started working straight away. It didn't take long in total, after all, the things were packed, and there were elevators up and down. The driver had strength, and Wang Yan was an even better laborer. Counting the driving time, it didn't even take two hours.

At this moment, the newly bought house was no longer as empty as before. The entrance foyer was originally renovated, so there was no change, but turning the corner into the living room was different. A soft beige sofa, a wide solid wood coffee table, a matching TV cabinet, and an 85-inch TV hanging on the TV wall, with the film not even torn off yet. Although they wouldn't watch TV many times, the original owner had made a background wall, and there were holes for the TV mount and reserved sockets, so it would be annoying not to have a TV, which was why he bought one to put there.

In the corner was a cat tree for the cat, with a dog bed underneath; all were new. On the large balcony outside, there were two lounge chairs and a small table, for the comfort of resting on the balcony.

Besides these, there was the large bed and cabinets in the south-facing master bedroom, the solid wood long table and bookshelves in the secondary bedroom/study, and the north-facing small room was used as a storage room, with a large cabinet against the wall. It was completely considered for the comfort of two people, which was very good.

Wang Yan actually hadn't been here many times; Wei Lan had handled everything from beginning to end, after all, he had only been rolling Power Pills lately. Seeing it now, he felt it was quite good, and he nodded: "It's done well. How much did it cost to buy all these things?"

"The money I saved is basically all spent." Wei Lan asked: "But is it really okay for us to be like this? What will we do when we have children in the future?"

"Didn't I tell you? We'll buy a bigger one when the time comes. It's just that the time to start a family is too short and the accumulation isn't enough, otherwise, we would have done it all at once. Don't worry, by the time the child is born, there will definitely be space."

"Ten million, big brother, you just open your mouth and it's gone?" Wei Lan was powerless to complain about Wang Yan's disregard for money, but of course, he was truly capable of earning it, very impressive. Who would have thought that the man who sat by the West Lake for a long time, with only a wealthy spirit and freedom, would become a successful person with an annual income of ten million a year later? If she hadn't watched him go from providing technical support by making harassing calls to others, to now earning two million a month, she wouldn't have thought of it, and would have believed it even less.

Most importantly, they had already received their marriage certificate and were legal husband and wife protected by national law, hehe...

Wang Yan waved his hand in front of her eyes: "What are you thinking about? Hurry up, start tidying."

Wei Lan smiled, moved to take out a black bag from the drawer under the coffee table, pulled out several bright red "Double Happiness" window decals, spread them out, and faced Wang Yan: "Look, festive, right? When do you think it's good to stick them up?"

"Of course, now." Wang Yan took the window decals and said: "You tidy up first, I'll stick these up."

Immediately, the two were busy with their own tasks; Wang Yan stuck the window decals, and Wei Lan unpacked the boxes and put everything in place. She was organized, and there was writing on the outside of the boxes, although there looked to be many. It looked like a lot of things, but actually, when Wang Yan finished sticking the decals and joined in, it became much faster. The two chatted and laughed aimlessly, full of beautiful imaginations about their future life. Unknowingly, the things that were supposed to take two days to tidy up were finished in the middle of the night.

Finally finished, looking at the environment that had become compact due to the filling of things, Wei Lan on the sofa leaned into Wang Yan's arms: "So fast."

"This is 'men and women working together, not feeling tired'."

"I mean from the time we met until now." Wei Lan's eyes looked at the bright red "Double Happiness" on the balcony's sliding door.

Wang Yan's gaze also fell there. Although he didn't know how many times he had been married, the real world was different after all; it was the place where his life and spirit were tied. Nearly two years in the real world, and over eight hundred years in the film and television world, pushing toward a thousand years. From a poor guy who didn't know where his next meal was coming from, to having his current life, although he had long experienced a life far better than the present, he couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.

One must have a grateful heart, thank the "Living Father"...

When a man and a woman are together, once it becomes quiet, the atmosphere is somewhat ambiguous, and the air is filled with hormones. It had been several years since he was intimate with Wei Lan, and Wang Yan's hand had already covered Wei Lan's treasure: "It's so late, don't go back. Shall we consummate the marriage today?"

Wei Lan gave an "um," buried her head in Wang Yan's neck, and let him carry her to the bed in the bedroom that had already been spread with red sheets. The bright red "Double Happiness" on the window, the character divided into two sides, naturally had yin and yang, male happiness, female happiness, shared happiness...

Longcheng, a hotel in the city center, with three inflatable dragon and phoenix arches at the entrance, one of which read: "Congratulations to Mr. Wang Yan and Ms. Wei Lan on your new marriage, wishing you a hundred years of harmony."

Today is October 3rd, just as written on the arch, it is the big day for Wang Yan and Wei Lan. National Day has always been a popular date for weddings; it's already good enough to have a place to hold the wedding, so what more could one ask for? Wei Lan could make do, and Wang Yan didn't care; it was quite good.

The entire wedding was arranged by Wang Dong and Zhang Xia, the old couple. Wang Yan and Wei Lan were just responsible for coming back to get married and showing their faces, but it must be said, the arrangements were very appropriate.

They found a wedding company and arranged a motorcade. Early in the morning, Wang Yan and Wei Lan got up, sat in the wedding car, and circled the banks of the Daling River, with a cameraman recording the whole way. Afterward, they rested in the hotel room, and when the relatives and friends who came to give gifts arrived, at 10:38 AM, they directly started the symbolic process under the host's guidance, lively and festive. At 11:18 AM, the banquet started, eating and drinking.

There was no liveliness of bridesmaids and groomsmen groups, nor were there any talent shows during the wedding ceremony; it was just a normal formality. No one cared about those things. Not to mention that Wang Yan's family background was ordinary, even if it wasn't, no matter how fancy they made it, none of the people with status and position sitting below would think much of it.

It was truly as Wang Yan said, the friends who came to the wedding weren't even enough for one table. A total of fifteen tables were set, and his friends were just one table. Wang Yan took Wei Lan, followed his parents, and went table by table to toast and recognize people. This aunt, that uncle, this grandfather, that grandmother, and some cousins from the brothers and sisters of the grandparents' generation—the old Wang family and the old Zhang family, the relatives of both families were all here.

There wasn't much talk, just wishing Wang Yan and Wei Lan well, saying a few auspicious words, and telling them to live their lives well in the future. The small talk had already been finished before. Wei Qinglin and Li Mei had already met these relatives with Wang Dong and Zhang Xia before. Then they started asking what Wang Yan was doing now? What was Wei Lan doing? What were the in-laws doing?

As for comparing, it was all the same; Wang Dong and Zhang Xia had their own ways of dealing with it. They had to let others know they were living well, but couldn't let others think they were rich. It wasn't that they were afraid of borrowing money, but that they were afraid everyone would come to borrow money.

This was something that couldn't be helped; in most families, the accounts between relatives were a mess.

Wang Yan didn't like to bother with it much. Just as he said before, if his parents were gone, these relatives would be gone too. He wasn't close to the older generation and wasn't familiar with his own generation; everyone was just the same.

There were two reasons for this situation. One was the one-child policy, which meant there were no biological brothers or sisters, unlike the generation of his parents where two families added together made more than ten people, and the generation before that made dozens. Cousins and biological siblings were always different. Another reason was the rapid development of society, which caused human relationships to become indifferent; they weren't very close to begin with, and once they became indifferent, there was no one left.

Now that the three-child policy is encouraged, after another twenty or thirty years of brewing, in some families, this kind of relationship between relatives and friends will probably return—an inescapable cycle.

Finally, after slowly drinking a round of wine, they finally reached the friends' table. His parents drank a cup together, gave instructions to eat and drink well, and returned to the first table to eat with Wei Qinglin and Li Mei. There were people specifically to accompany the guests, and after Wang Yan finished drinking a round, Wei Qinglin was already dizzy...

It was said that the friends didn't make a table, but that was without counting the family members; they actually sat at a table properly.

Zhang Guang, the roommate from Bashu, raised his glass and drank with Wang Yan: "Old Wang, you are one step slow, every step slow. My child is already one year old, and you are just getting married."

"I'll just work hard, won't I? Don't worry, you won't be able to run away when the time comes; you should give what you should give." Wang Yan looked at the other friends at the table: "You guys hurry up too. Those who aren't married, hurry up and get married; those who don't have children, hurry up and have them, otherwise the children won't be able to play together in the future."

A table of people drank and chatted happily. They were all men, and although some didn't know each other, they became familiar after a few words. When the women occasionally talked about their own men, a few words were enough.

Not all the roommates came, but he didn't blame them because the gifts were sent. Actually, when Zhang Guang got married last time, they could go because it was specifically arranged. This time, he notified them a bit late, and it happened to be the National Day holiday, so it was normal for them not to come.

Actually, the feelings of these roommates and classmates had long since faded. It was just that perhaps at that time, they happened to have the intention to find the old days, so they got together, and by the way, saw what kind of state everyone was in, saving them from always bragging to each other on WeChat.

The older you get, the more you have to adapt to drifting apart...

By two o'clock in the afternoon, they had dispersed one after another. Wang Yan sent them off one by one. The friends also said the hospitality was inadequate, only covering the room fees for a few friends who came from afar, telling them not to be in a hurry to leave, since they were already here, they should play for two days. They were all understanding of him; after all, they were leaving for Chang'an tomorrow to catch the next wedding, so there was no time to entertain them.

Overall, this banquet was quite successful. Including drinks, it was 3,200 per table; the standard wasn't high, but it definitely wasn't low, and it could be considered that everyone ate and drank well.

Busy until the evening, his father and father-in-law were both drunk, his mother and mother-in-law were each taking care of their husbands, and Wang Yan and Wei Lan hid in the house happily counting the gift money.

"A total of over ninety thousand." Wei Lan looked at the numbers on her phone and looked at Wang Yan happily: "Getting married is really good."

"What's good about it? It's all money that was given out. The wedding banquet alone cost sixty thousand, so we only got back thirty thousand. Compared to what was given out, it's still far off. People have children's full-month celebrations, or graduation banquets, or sixtieth birthdays, or someone's elder has passed away." Wang Yan shook his head with a chuckle: "We have to work hard, hurry up and have a child, and then it will be another sum."

"When everything is completely finished, we'll put it on the agenda when we return to Lin'an and start preparing for pregnancy." Wei Lan said it with certainty, then muttered: "How much do you think my side will collect?"

"Who knows, but it will definitely be more than my side. Your family's conditions are good, and the relatives are all wealthier."

"Hmm, that's true." Wei Lan held a handful of money in a fan shape, fanning herself back and forth, sighing: "After so many years, I've finally seen some return money, happy..."

After tossing and turning for most of the day, Wei Lan was already exhausted. She lay there chatting with friends for a while, then fell asleep in a daze. Wei Lan's friends didn't come because the ceremony itself was just a formality. And there was another one to be held in Chang'an, so no matter how good the friends were, there was really no need to be so troublesome.

Just like when Wei Lan came to Longcheng, only her parents and her were there; when Wang Yan went to Chang'an, only his parents and him were there.

The process was mostly the same, just that the people below had changed. The ones leading the toasts became Wei Qinglin and Li Mei, and the one who was dizzy from being accompanied by guests to drink was Wang Dong.

Wei Lan's friends all came, and the social relationships were equally simple, just those few people, and there was no liveliness. They finished the process normally, once again declaring the marital relationship between Wang Yan and Wei Lan.

The bride price received was indeed quite a lot, a full two hundred thousand, but the standard of their family's banquet was also higher. Wei Qinglin and Li Mei decided to give the bride price to Wang Yan and the others; of course, they couldn't take it, so that was that.

After the wedding, they didn't rush to leave, but took Wang Dong and Zhang Xia to stay in Chang'an for another three days, traveled around, and then said goodbye to Wei Qinglin and Li Mei, and the four of them returned to Longcheng...