Chapter 477: How Could They Ever Compare to My Boss?

Xiao Long and his three buddies had dug their own grave this time.

Of course, none of the four actually believed Wang Yun could possibly have two million yuan in his account. No normal person would believe that.

“Alright, alright, everyone’s here, you all heard that just now. If anyone doesn’t pony up 20,000 for my brother Xiao Gang’s wedding gift, I, Old Hu, will be the first to make a scene.”

Old Hu lifted his leg and slammed it down on the chair in front of the bookkeeping table, like a hero from Mount Liang heading off to slay a tiger.

The sheer presence he gave off made the crowd stir.

“Wait right here!”

Zhuzi barked, then spun around and marched off toward his car.

The crowd instinctively parted, leaving a clear path.

“Aiya, just look at this mess!”

The two bookkeepers exchanged helpless glances and shook their heads.

At this point, getting the two groups to back down was clearly out of the question.

As for the onlooking aunties and uncles, not a single one stepped in to mediate.

Inside the house, Xiao Gang and Yangyang were still chatting with the wedding emcee, ironing out final details for the ceremony.

The commotion outside didn’t even register.

If it weren’t for Yangyang’s older brother rushing upstairs to alert them, Xiao Gang would’ve still been rehearsing his speech for the stage.

“What?! My boss is butting heads with Xiao Long and those guys?!”

As soon as he heard that, Xiao Gang tossed his speech notes onto the bed and yanked open the buttons of his suit jacket, ready to bolt.

“Where do you think you’re going? You’re about to go on stage, don’t stir up trouble now!”

His father, Mao Liang, grabbed him and urged him to stay put.

But Xiao Gang’s brows furrowed. He broke free from his father’s grip with a twist of his arm.

“My boss is my benefactor. Even if I have to call off the wedding, I won’t let anyone mess with him! Yangyang, wait for me a moment.”

He turned to look at Yangyang, who was standing there in her wedding dress. Her face was serious as she gave a firm nod.

“I’m with you. Let’s go down together.”

Lifting her skirt, Yangyang followed him out without hesitation.

Mao Liang and Yangyang’s older brother hurried after them in a panic.

Xiao Gang was touched by Yangyang’s support, but now wasn’t the time for sentiment. He wanted to see just what right this group of so-called childhood friends had to bully his boss.

“Got it! It’s right here. Good thing I charged it before heading out!”

Zhuzi returned, proudly holding up a POS machine, a smug grin on his face.

Xiao Long stood with his arms crossed, full of arrogant confidence. His gaze swept across the crowd, finally locking onto Wang Yun.

“Look, brother, there’s no need to turn this into such an ugly scene. You’ve still got time. Why don’t you just pay in cash and be done with it?”

He weighed the machine in his hands, his voice oozing sarcasm.

“What the hell are you guys doing? Boss!”

Before Wang Yun could say a word, Xiao Gang came charging through the crowd.

“Hey hey, Xiao Gang! Yangyang! What are you two doing here? The ceremony’s about to start, you can’t miss the lucky time!”

Seeing the bride and groom appear, the bookkeepers stood up in alarm, trying to dissuade them. Others in the crowd echoed the sentiment, urging them to go back inside.

But Xiao Gang ignored them all.

Xiao Yanran also came downstairs at that moment and hurried to Wang Yun’s side, clinging to his arm with a look of anxious concern.

Her sudden appearance caught many in the crowd off guard. Even in a village known for its beauties, Xiao Yanran’s looks were a cut above. In an instant, she overshadowed even the bride, Yangyang.

Xiao Long and Zhuzi’s group were momentarily stunned by her appearance. But just as quickly, they clicked their tongues in regret.

Wang Yun noticed all of it, every flicker of expression.

“It’s nothing,” Wang Yun said casually to Xiao Gang, waving it off. “Just your old buddies trying to spice things up a bit.”

He patted the back of Xiao Yanran’s hand gently, reassuring her.

Looking at her startled, rabbit-like expression, the irritation in his heart melted away, replaced with a twinge of guilt.

If he’d known things would get this messy, he would’ve just handed the bank card to Xiao Gang earlier.

“Yeah, yeah! Just trying to liven up the mood!” Xiao Long jumped in, scrambling to save face.

He was a grown man after all, and causing a scene at someone else’s wedding wasn’t exactly something to be proud of.

Xiao Gang’s face went cold.

“Liven up the mood? With a POS machine? What, are you doing business with my boss or something?”

As soon as he spoke, the bookkeeper could no longer stay silent.

Being from Mao Village himself, he naturally leaned toward siding with the local boys.

“You can’t blame Xiao Long for this,” the bookkeeper began. “It’s your friend here who gave a bank card as a wedding gift. Since when was that a thing in our village? This young man insisted there was two million in the account. We’ve never seen that kind of money before. Xiao Long just didn’t want to risk a misunderstanding later, so he asked Zhuzi to bring the machine. That way I can log it properly after verifying.”

Xiao Gang listened with a tight frown.

Beside him, Mao Liang and Yangyang’s brother were visibly shaken.

Two million yuan.

A full two million!

They’d never seen that much money in their entire lives.

They’d heard the name Wang Yun before, but hadn’t known what his relationship with Xiao Gang was.

Xiao Gang had never explained.

But Yangyang knew.

So when she learned that Wang Yun had gifted two million yuan, she couldn’t help casting a look of deep regret at Xiao Gang’s so-called childhood friends.

Sure, you could call them childhood buddies. But to be blunt, they were nothing more than a bunch of opportunistic hangers-on.

They hadn’t spoken to Xiao Gang in years.

Only when they saw him on TV and realized he’d made it big did they suddenly reach out, acting like old friends just to score a wedding banquet.

With that kind of petty, social-climbing behavior, it was no wonder they were about to become a laughingstock.