Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 550 money

Duan Haitao nodded, waved his hands, and led everyone towards the door.

It is a custom in China to take money with members, and for some people, it is also the best opportunity to show their strength and pretense.

He had already had his own ideas, and wanted to use this opportunity to pretend to be good, so that the students present could see his own strength.

There are two tables at the entrance of the banquet hall, and there are special people responsible for collecting money and keeping accounts.

Nowadays, everything is advancing with the times. In addition to cash, there is also a QR code next to the money. For those who are inconvenient to carry large amounts of cash, you can scan the code to pay.

There is also a plate of Chinese cigarettes and a plate of candies on the table. According to the custom, these are wedding candies and wedding cigarettes. Smoking a cigarette or eating a piece of candy can bring joy to oneself.

Surrounded by a group of students, Duan Haitao came down to the ceremony table, and first reported his name.

The person in charge of bookkeeping was a middle-aged uncle. After writing down his name, he asked, "Young man, how much are you going to write down?"

"10 million!"

As soon as Duan Haitao's words came out of his mouth, everyone present was astonished. The money was just 10 yuan, which is really a big deal.

Even the middle-aged uncle was taken aback. So far, the largest amount of money that has been distributed is 1 yuan. 10 yuan is definitely a figure beyond imagination.

"Young man, are you sure, right?"

"Of course, the bride is my squad leader, and we are also good friends. It is appropriate to bring some money with you on the big day."

After Duan Haitao finished speaking, he directly took out his mobile phone to scan the code, and soon there was an electronic notification sound next to him, "Wechat received 10 yuan!"

"Oh my god, who is this young man? The shot is too bold!"

"Damn it, I haven't seen it in so many years, the share price is 10 yuan, how rich is this..."

"Young Master Duan is Young Master Duan, and his actions are generous, which is really admirable..."

Duan Haitao stood there, hearing the discussions around him and feeling the envious eyes of everyone, his face was full of complacency.

All of this was calculated by him. Originally, their family's property was dependent on Zheng Meilin. Now that they have paid 10 yuan, they will definitely win the other party's favor.

At the same time, the two are still classmates, and today he took 10 yuan with him. When he gets married, Zheng Meilin can only take more or less, at least get the 10 yuan back for himself.

In this way, not only did he not lose a penny, but he also earned a lot of face for himself, and he was able to win the favor of the bride, which is simply a great fortune.

As a hardcore boy, Liu Cheng naturally would not let go of this rare opportunity to flatter, and immediately said to everyone: "Have you seen it? This is Duan Shao, this is the friendship between classmates, and the price is 10 yuan.

I can't do it anymore, I'm not as bold as Duan Shao, but in order to express my friendship with classmates, I can't be too little, so I wrote 5000 yuan. "

After speaking, he took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills and patted them on the table, surrounded by envious eyes. Although it was not comparable to Duan Haitao's 10 yuan, 5000 yuan was definitely very generous.

Next, other people also sent their own money one after another. There were 3000 yuan, 2000 yuan, and the least was 1000 yuan.

There was not much time, and the students present had written all their money.

"Come on, let's eat candy."

Duan Haitao felt full of confidence just after paying 10 yuan for his share, and reached out to grab a handful of wedding candies for everyone to share.

Liu Cheng ate a piece of candy and looked back at Song Haotian: "By the way, the university bully, you haven't written your share money yet, have you? Why haven't you written it? Are you afraid that we won't be able to see it?"

Duan Haitao followed with a smile and said, "Maybe, he is a big guy who drives a Bentley, maybe we are afraid that we will be embarrassed if we have too much money."

He said so in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Since Song Haotian arrived yesterday, apart from that Bentley car, he has never looked like a rich man, let alone spent a penny.

In his opinion, either the car was borrowed, or it was a penny-pinching cock, no matter what the reason was, it was impossible to have more money than his own.

As long as the other party follows the ceremony in public, they will only be crushed by themselves in the end.

Song Haotian ignored the ridicule of the two people, and walked over directly with Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan.

"Papa, why do you want to give me money? Do you want to buy Tangtang?"

The two little guys are not deeply involved in the world, and they don't know what a gift is. They just saw that there was candy on the table, and then they could eat the candy after someone gave them money.

"This is not shopping, but sending our blessings to the aunt who is going to get married."

While explaining to his two daughters, Song Haotian took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

The middle-aged uncle saw the thick red envelope and thought it was a rich young man.

As a result, when I opened it, my expression changed immediately. I saw that there were one-yuan Huaxia coins neatly inside, which should not add up to 100 yuan.

"Young man, how much are you writing?"

"99 yuan." Song Haotian said calmly, "This is my blessing to the newcomers, and I wish them happiness and happiness for a long time."

After he finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

What era is this? One hundred and two hundred money is not available, but this guy actually gave 99, and it was all one yuan. Is this a joke?

"Damn it, I heard it right, this guy is willing to pay 99 yuan, can you be more stingy?"

"That's right, that's right, after all, that red envelope is still there, and it's all one yuan..."

"I've lived for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone use one yuan to write a gift. It's really embarrassing..."

"What is long and long? It's just nonsense. I think this kind of person is stingy and reluctant to take money..."

After seeing his red envelope, everyone present immediately exploded, whispering among each other.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Liu Cheng was the first to jump out: "Song Haotian, can you still show some face, you have lost all of our classmates."

Sun Ya followed closely behind: "Anyway, you are also a person who drives a Bentley. You usually pull around like two to five to eighty thousand yuan. Now, just take out 99 yuan and tell me, can you be more stingy?"

Song Haotian's expression was indifferent, without any embarrassment on his face.

"What's the problem? Getting married with a red envelope is just a blessing. What does it have to do with having more money?
Don't you write money just to show others, just to show off how much you have written? "

"Song Haotian, I really admire you, you can say such shameless things."

At this time, Haitao stood up, "Although I don't expect you to write 10 yuan like me, but you have to get by. With your 99 yuan, do you still have any friendship with classmates?"

Song Haotian glanced at him: "Of course I have classmate friendship, but what does it have to do with the amount of red envelopes? Could it be that in your eyes, classmate friendship is measured by how much money is?"

Liu Cheng jumped out and said, "The friendship between classmates is not measured by money, but your 99 yuan red envelope just doesn't have any affection."

Song Haotian shook his head, he really didn't bother to pay attention to these people.

At this time, the two little guys took his hand and said, "Papa, I want to eat Tangtang."

(End of this chapter)