Jingcheng is so large, yet are there so few people getting married?
"Mr. Qin!"
While still in a daze, a middle-aged man suddenly came out from the inner hall and the instant he saw Qin Sijue, he acted as if he were greeting the President himself, with extreme trepidation!
"Mr. Qin, you've arrived!"
Gu Qiangwei glanced at the manager's face, then at Qin Sijue.
She knew this man was wealthy, but didn't think it warranted such an overwhelmed reception, as if meeting the President himself.
"This way, please!"
The manager bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle!
The two were taken to a private room.
The manager glanced at Qin Sijue, then, trembling, walked to the desk and personally handled their marriage registration.
"Mr. Qin, did you bring your documents?" the manager asked with a sycophantic smile. Although Qin Sijue had a special status, marriage was not child's play and the required procedures still needed to be followed.
