Guidelines for Improper Use of Magical Peripherals

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Chapter 222 Happy Marriage

A month later, Shechuan Yao finally got married.

She decided not to make a big scene, just a ceremony at home, everyone gathered together to taste Uncle Mu's cooking skills, and then announced that the matter was over.

Dazai Osamu had no objection to this, anyway, it was not his money - because his family savings were all saved for his girlfriend.

She invited all her relatives and friends... Anyway, those who could come came, and those who really couldn't come also sent wedding congratulations and gifts. Dazai was a little hesitant about whether to invite colleagues to come to support him. Here he was referring to the group of former colleagues, that is, the old friends of the Port Mafia.

In the end, he decided to forget it. It was not appropriate to see blood on a big day. What if his girlfriend suddenly felt like slashing someone? However,

Mori Ogai's gift was still escorted by two suited men wearing sunglasses on the day in the name of the Port Mafia. When it was opened, it turned out to be a brand new Siemens large freezer, but it looked very suitable for Dazai Osamu to fit in it.

Dazai pondered for a moment and finally accepted this ill-intentioned gift. He decided to throw this thing on the coal stove and sell it, listing it as 90% new, making a profit.

He told the girl his idea and got a thumbs up from Shechuan Yao for his thriftiness.

At the wedding, drunk Lin Qiaomei hugged her and cried loudly. Shechuan Yao had to sit with her for a long time before his good sister barely calmed down.

"Wow, you will belong to that bastard man in the future!"

Shechuan Yao hurriedly comforted softly: "It's okay, I am yours too, Qiaomei."

"...Really?"

"Really, I care about my employees a lot." She was referring to the matter of opening a game studio.

Lin Qiaomei was amused by the unscrupulous capitalist's evil speech. She looked at her for a long time and finally hugged the girl, "You must be happy."

"Okay, you too."

On the other side of the manor, Lin Xianming, who was sitting by the pool, held a champagne and asked Ma Chang Shanzhi with an unhappy face, "Hey, Ma Chang, do you Japanese have the custom of making trouble in the new house?"

"Some remote villages still have some bad habits, but generally speaking, Yokohama has no such custom."

"Oh, forget it."

Lin Xianming took a sip of wine in disappointment, thinking about when to put a sack on his new brother-in-law and beat him up.

At this time, he saw a little girl not far away eating fish roe sushi with an expressionless face, and her friend next to her advised her to eat less with an embarrassed look.

"Xiao Hina, you've already eaten five pounds of fish roe sushi!"

"Really?"