Cheng Family villa.
After dinner, the elder Master Cheng suddenly asked, "Runzhi, have you delivered the invitation to the third son of the Rong family?"
Cheng Runzhi glanced at the time, "I will send Taotao to work soon and pass it to his assistant at the hotel."
"Pass it to his assistant? How could that be acceptable?" Master Cheng was displeased, "That guy is always out and about; if you don't personally deliver it to his hands, who knows where the assistant might lose it."
"Actually, even if it is delivered, it's uncertain whether he will come."
"I specifically arranged for the wedding to be on the eighth day of the lunar new year; no matter how busy he is, you might let it slide, but he has got to give me face, right? After all, I was his superior back in the day."
Cheng Runzhi frowned, "Dad, you're not... thinking of setting him up with my older sister, are you?"
"Hahahahaha..."
A string of hearty laughter confirmed his guess.