Chapter 1381: Shui Anluo, I wait for you to ask me (1)

Because you don't want to face where your dad was?
Shui Anluo didn't know why a woman would fall in love with two men at the same time, at least she couldn't do it, but her mother did.
She loves Luo Yun, but also loves her father.
Unfortunately, Dad couldn't give her the only one, so she chose Luo Yun.
Shui Anluo sent away Long Manyu, but her heart was still booing, but fortunately Chu Chuyi left the army, otherwise she really did not know if she would be as selfish as her mother.
Shui Anluo thought, sitting on a stool and taking out the previous report.
Hotel, twenty-second floor.
The rockery, the fountain have been completed, and thirty tables for the feast.
It stands to reason that the three hundred tables of Chu Cuiyi's wedding are unreasonable, but there are only thirty tables, and these thirty tables are all guests who Chu Cuiyi has personally seen, and they are basically familiar people with only one table It's left to the media.
The rotating disk in the middle of the thirty tables is specially made, because the middle is hollowed out, and there are countless small scenes, but the scenes have not been completed yet.
"Now wait for the dolls from the factory to finish making, and then you can set the scene." The manager said next to Chu Cuiyi, and then reached out and lifted the white cloth on the table in front of him to let Chu Cuiyi see the effect. .
"These were placed by the designer himself. Currently, the 22nd floor has been closed. No staff will come up." The manager continued to speak.
Chu Cuiyi nodded, watching the small scenes on the table, and then looked up at the surrounding walls. The wallpaper is his past with Shui Anluo. In addition to some pictures used in the proposal, he added many more. The bride's arch is her The color she liked was purple in the past, but unfortunately what she hates now is purple, so she used pink and white instead.
The ground is white sheep. The white light should be above the colorful lights. There is no purple element alone.
"President, about the priest's position--"
"No priest is needed." Chu Cuiyi said faintly, looking at the empty high platform, and then asked Shu Shu to hand over the manuscript he had previously designed to the manager.
The manager accepted it in a respectful manner, and after reading it, he said a little: "Xidang? The president wants to adopt a Chinese style to worship the heavens and the earth?" This is probably something no one else has used.
Chu Cuiyi nodded, "Is there a problem?"
"No," the manager hurriedly said. "Will the setting style of the venue change? The Chinese style should have a big red theme."
"No." Chu Muyi said lightly, the arch he wanted, because Shui Anluo needed her father to help her walk to her side.
The manager dared not ask anything, and could only do it.
The manager left, and Uncle Chu stepped forward. "The young master has prepared for so long. I want to be scared this time."
Chu Cuiyi still looked around, as if wondering, what else should he care about.
"Always think, is there something missing?" Chu Muyi frowned.
"Wedding photos, wedding photos at the door." Shu Shu reminded.
Chu Cuiyi nodded, "Yes." Chu Cuiyi said, striding away.
Uncle Chu left and was happy for the young master. This is probably the first time the young master has done his heart since he followed the young master.
Shui'anluo received a call from Chu Cuiyi at noon. "Wedding photos?" Shui'anluo stunned slightly. "Isn't it taken before?" Although there was only one, Chu Cuiyi coped.