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Fan Zhe still went to the class reunion.

Forgetting the time, it should be the day before he and Ye Jiayi returned to Shenghai. There was no special arrangement, and there was nothing to go there.

And... he didn't have the feeling of "returning home in good clothes" in his heart.

He came to the banquet alone. Originally, he called Ye Jiayi, but Mr. Ye had no interest in it.

When we arrived, it was a hotel in Xunyang. Fan Zhe had never been here before.

I made a call to Zhu Zhonglin, and after a while, a fat man ran down from the upstairs panting.

Although his appearance has changed a bit, Fan Zhe still recognizes him. This is his young friend, Zhu Zhonglin, the ‘pig’s head’.

Both of them were classmates in junior high school and high school, so they skipped class and went to Internet cafes.

However, Zhu Zhonglin's academic performance is not good. Fan Zhe was not very good at first, but this "pig head" was worse than Fan Zhe.

What's more, Fan Zhe still has the specialty of "painting" since he was a child.

Therefore, the final fate is not the same. Fan Zhe was admitted to Shenghai Academy of Arts, and "Pig Tou" found a college degree in Xunyang.

After graduating from high school, the two people have less and less contact. By now, Fan Zhe recalled the last time the two of them met, but he couldn't remember clearly, and he didn't even have a phone call or WeChat chat record.

But in any case, that represents Fan Zhe's memories when he was young in school.

"Fan Zhe!"

"Dighead, are you fatter than when you were in school?"

"Oh, life has forced me to be like this." Zhu Zhonglin smiled heartily.

Following Zhu Zhonglin, Fan Zhe went upstairs and entered a private room. Inside two tables, there were more than two dozen men and women of all kinds.

When everyone saw him and Zhu Zhonglin coming in, they all got up and leaned over.

In a small box, everyone was crowded at the door, which was quite ‘lively’.

Everyone scrambled to talk to Fan Zhe and chat about the friendship in the past.

But this left him at a loss and felt very uncomfortable.

Looking around, the faces of these people are very strange, and some are completely unrecognizable. They can only rely on the little familiarity to tell who is who.

"Don't squeeze here, don't squeeze here, sit down, otherwise the waiter will not be able to serve the food later." Zhu Zhonglin greeted everyone and sat down.

When the meal started, everyone chatted. Some people keep in good contact after graduation and are familiar with each other, like Fan Zhe, there are only one or two.

But without exception, everyone's attention was focused on Fan Zhe, always following various topics and reminiscing about the past with him.

After sitting for two minutes, he regretted it.

He knows where these concerns that he had never had before come from-it is nothing more than his career in Shenghai, which has gradually become known, and his identity and status have become indistinguishable from the past.

This is very mundane and very real.

Not many of these people present want to get something from her. Maybe, everyone was surprised at the appearance of such a big man with billions of assets in the circle of his former classmates; for those characters who could only be seen on TV, they appeared by their side. , I still have contact with myself, and I feel very special.

However, these problems caused Versace a lot of trouble.

Perhaps, some people can bear it, and some even enjoy it, but Fan Zhe is not such a person.

Here, he feels quite sitting on pins and needles.

He quietly sent a text message to Ye Jiayi, the content was very brief, just an address plus two words.

"pick me up."

After the text message, after a while, someone shouted and brought up the beer.

Fan Zhe felt a bad feeling in his heart.

The glass in front of each person was filled with a glass, and then someone started to toast him.

At first, one or two cups were ok, but soon, Fan Zhe felt that something was wrong-if he drank it like this, one person at the table toasted him, and two tables were crowded with twenty or so people. Fill him with Shabi?

He doesn't drink well.

When it was the third cup, he waved his hand and said, "You can't drink it, you can't drink it. I'll have something to do later."

"Don't, Lao Fan." Two cups of horse urine went down, and the names changed. "You had a drink with Luo Zhou before, but I stopped drinking when I toasted? Isn't that shameful?"

"I can't drink it anymore."

Others began to help, and even made a fuss.

Everyone laughed on their faces, and they used words to raise Fan Zhe up high, just wanting Fan Zhe to drink this glass of wine, the next glass of wine, and even more.

The bored emotions continued to accumulate, and Fan Zhe suddenly stood up: "Enough!"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions a little bit. He said, "Sorry guys, I have something else to do today, I have to go first."

No one spoke.

When Fan Zhe turned to leave and opened the door, he suddenly heard a strange yin and yang from behind: "It's a real cow, if you make money, you won't treat your old classmates as friends. A little bad reputation and bad money will be enough. It swells like this, and when it falls, I don’t know which dog it will look like."

Fan Zhe turned around abruptly and stared at the person who was talking.

A social person who looks a little sluggish.

The man shrank his head a little by Fan Zhe's eyes, and regretted that he didn't shut the door. What did he do to offend such a rich old classmate? But then I think about it ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and I've said everything, so what's the point?

So he struck his neck again, and said, "What are you staring at? Everyone is commenting, isn't I right?"

Fan Zhe suddenly smiled.

He is laughing at himself, how is he competing with such a group of people? It feels very boring.

A familiar smell floated into his nose, turned his head and saw that the tall Ye Jiayi walked over.

She gently clutched her nose and looked at the surrounding scenes. Although her expression was normal, she could see her disgusting look.

The beauty comes with its own effects, not to mention, Ye Jiayi is such a person of great temperament.

Seeing her disgusting look, everyone present felt a little inferiority complex.

Then Ye Jiayi said, "Mr. Fan, you didn't say a word when you came out. Why did you come to such a place?"

Fan Zhe raised his hand and said, "It's nothing, let's go back."

"Okay, you still have to pay attention when you come out."

The two left, Ye Jiayi didn't even look at the group of people in the whole process.

After Fan Ye and the two left, the group gathered at the door and remained silent for a while.

"Such a big name now?"

"What kind of crazy?"

Someone said so.

But some people said, "Let’s just say a few words, didn’t you just scream for joy and could drive people away? I don’t want to think about what status are you now, what status are you, and what kind of trouble is it? Are you studying?"

"That's right, the pig head finally invited Mr. Fan to come over. We are too late to shine. It's better for you to get mad and leave."

When the quarrel started, a classmate meeting ended up like this.

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