Green Land isn’t a publicly listed company, so there’s no precise market value to evaluate it.

But it doesn’t matter.

No market value doesn’t mean its strength can’t be studied.

According to public data, since its creation until now, Green Land has developed a total area of 3 million square meters in Sha City, serving about 60,000 homeowners, with last year’s sales reaching 1.6 billion yuan and a historical cumulative tax payment of 1.5 billion yuan.

The report card is quite dazzling.

There’s a reason for its connections throughout Sha City.

How much money the company makes is not important. What does the local government value?

It’s the contributions created by the enterprise.

And where does the contribution manifest?

The taxes paid are undoubtedly one of the important parts.

In terms of performance scale, Green Land tops the list of real estate companies in Sha City, leading the way. It’s no exaggeration to say that even nationwide enterprises like Hengsheng Real Estate, leaders in the industry, must concede defeat on this land.

This is, in some sense, the "strong dragon does not overpower the local serpent."

billion has been paid in taxes to the government.

A car worth over a hundred million, it seems, really counts for nothing.

Completely unaware that he’s being treated as nothing, Boss Jiang is still clinking glasses at the wedding banquet; of course, with his mindset, even if he knew, he wouldn’t feel any displeasure.

The clock hands move past eight o’clock.

Almost all the guests have left.

They fulfilled their promise, standing firm for the last shift as the groomsmen and bridesmaids, holding on to the end.

"Today feels like a dream to me, thanks to everyone for creating a perfect wedding for Wen Rong and me. Today will surely become our eternal memory. We toast to each and every one of you."

After seeing off all the guests, the newlyweds finally had a chance to eat their own banquet meal.

"Can you still drink? Don’t pass out. The wedding isn’t over; there’s still a most important part."

"Brother Zili, what part?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

"The wedding night!"

"Haha."

"Get out of here."

Tie Jun raised his glass, "I’ll finish mine, you guys do as you wish."

Wen Rong gently handed over a napkin.

"Sigh."

Fu Zili sighed with envy, "You’ve just walked into the castle of happiness, ruthlessly leaving us brothers behind."

"If you want to get married, it’s not that easy."

Tie Jun unbuttoned his suit, "Everyone has their destined encounter."

"Can’t argue with that."

"When you have kids, don’t forget to inform me."

Tong Dan toasted to the newlyweds.

Wen Rong shyly lowered her brow.

"What are you talking about? We agreed to enjoy a year of our world first, talking about kids can wait until next year."

Tie Jun generously responded.

"Yeah, anyway, you’re still young, and the country’s policies are getting better and better, no need to rush."

"Oh, so that’s your plan, as a soldier, how could you think of exploiting national benefits."

"Why not take advantage if there are benefits, waiting for the party to always win."

The night deepens.

Everyone’s faces show more and more signs of intoxication.

"I think it’s about time, don’t really get the groom drunk and miss the wedding night, then we can’t shake off the blame."

Without mentioning others, even Fu Zili felt himself starting to get dizzy.

The key to drinking isn’t how much you drink, it’s the atmosphere.

"Yeah, there’s no feast that doesn’t end."

Tong Dan stopped causing a fuss too, because beer really fills the stomach, drinking more means having to run to the bathroom to throw up.

"Let’s call it a day."

Tie Jun didn’t insist on keeping them, otherwise he’d definitely be the one to suffer.

It’s the wedding night, can’t really get so drunk that you’re out cold.

"Qing Gege, don’t forget your bouquet."

The rest smiled drunkenly.

Actually, the groom didn’t need to remind, Fang Qing wasn’t busy, she picked up the bouquet symbolizing a beautiful meaning.

"Qing Gege, can I have this bouquet?"

Tong Dan intentionally said.

Fang Qing didn’t speak, just gave her a look, letting her interpret it herself.

Tong Dan shut up, "Forget I said anything."

The newlyweds sent their friends to the lobby entrance.

"Everyone, no need for further send-offs."

"Enjoy your time together."

Fu Zili waved his hand, "We’re off."

The grand day gradually comes to an end.

"Tong Dan, need a lift?"

At the hotel entrance, Hong Xiaoyu asked.

"Get out of here. I’m perfectly sober. Taxi!"

"Bye-bye."

Everyone parted ways and got into their cars.

Only Jiang Chen and Fang Qing were heading the same direction.

Sitting in the taxi, Jiang Chen unbuttoned his collar, "Driver, can you open the window?"

"Throw up in the car: two hundred."

He must have smelled the alcohol on them.

Jiang Chen smiled, opened the window, then turned his head, "Did you hear that? Throwing up in the car costs two hundred."

Qing Gege still didn’t heed his words, downed another four or five bottles of beer, pretty close to what she drank at that last gathering.

Jiang Chen was somewhat... worried.

Yes.

Worried about her health.

Fang Qing seemed oblivious, holding the bouquet, dressed in a lovely gown, and said to the taxi driver, "Driver, do you believe in love?"

Jiang Chen was taken aback, laughing and crying.

"Four hundred for two people!"

The driver drove with focus, seemingly emotionally detached.

"Driver, I’ll give you four hundred, but first tell me, do you believe in love?"

"Pay first."

The driver surely only saw two drunkards in the back, not bothering to glance at the rearview mirror.

"You’ll really pay?"

Seeing Qing Mei actually pick up her phone, Jiang Chen asked.

Fang Qing ignored him, scanning the QR code hanging from the back of the front passenger seat.

Drunk.

Drunk again.

"Dingdong... four hundred yuan received."

Upon hearing the notification on the phone, the middle-aged taxi driver was surprised and glanced at the two young people in the back.

The smell of alcohol was strong.

But they didn’t seem to have lost their sanity.

"My car has a recording, you gave it voluntarily, alright."