Ding Yuelin felt quite pleased with himself, having brought all the local leaders to the event, who were all full of compliments for him. It was he who had brought prestige to the Song family, and everyone looked at him with respect.
Especially since under his pressure, Song Xiaodong, that fellow, had left looking worse for wear which made him feel extremely proud, thinking that Song Xiaodong wouldn't have the face to show up in front of him again.
"Second Uncle, a group of people have arrived," a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid ran in and said.
Second Uncle immediately went out to greet them and saw three people coming in. They were all total strangers to him. The middle-aged man among them approached Second Uncle and said, "Is this the Song family hosting a baby's first-month celebration?"
"Yes, yes," Second Uncle hurriedly replied.
"That's right then. We're from a wedding company and have prepared twenty arches. Please arrange where these arches should be placed."
