"I'm going to get some money."
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yun and Zhou Yang left the restaurant, went downstairs to the bank to withdraw some money, and put it in a red envelope, then returned to the restaurant.
This restaurant was large, and Qin Yun's classmate Wang Yue's wedding was being held in the second-floor hall.
Nowadays, the more lively the wedding, the better. It's becoming more common to invite hosts and emcees.
At this time, in front of the second-floor hall, there was a small whiteboard with congratulations written for the groom Wang Yue and the bride Zhang Xingxing tying the knot and so on.
There were many people in the hall. At first glance, Qin Yun saw many classmates.
It's the end of July now, right during summer vacation, and many people basically have nothing to do at home. Knowing Wang Yue is getting married today, surely many people came.
"Wang Yue, I only have this one sister, you must treat her well." A young man was saying to Wang Yue.
