Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 1279: Pax Romana

Recent days have been very relaxing and there has been no business coming to the door.

But I'm used to it.

This evening, I made tea, picked up my grandfather's notes and just looked over a few pages, and suddenly the phone rang.

Pick it up, it's a strange number.

“Hello, is that Zhang Jiulin?” The voice on the other end of the phone sounds familiar, but I just can't remember who it is.

“Well, it's me.” My subconscious responded.

“Shit, that's you! What have you been up to? ”

“Nothing busy, now it's free.” I replied, wondering who this is.

Because the business I do is special, I rarely socialize with outsiders, and I don't have a lot of people who know my calls.

Even if the elderly customers give the number to others, they usually ask for me, they will never call me by my name, and the tone is even less likely to be so casual.

“Ha ha, yeah, I've never seen you busy.” The guy seems to know me very well, "he chuckled.“ There's a party in a few days, can you come over? ”

A party?

Until then, I didn't remember who they were, so I asked politely, "Who are you? ”

“Shit! You really can't hear me? I'm Dahui, Niu Dahui! ”

This is when I finally remembered that I was in primary school.

At that time, our two families lived closer together, often walking together after school, and he was one of the few good friends I had as a student.

It's just that after graduation, our contact slowly decreased, and then it became one side of the world.

It's not just him, I haven't heard from any of the other classmates in 20 years.

Ever since I took over Grandpa's antique shop, I've gradually become isolated from the outside world, and even these old classmates have slowly forgotten what it looks like.

When he reported his name, my thoughts suddenly pulled back...

“What are you hesitating about? I haven't seen you in years. Come on, have a drink! It took me a long time to find your phone number.” Niu Dahui directly helped me make the decision and told me the time and place of the party.

Drop the phone, I've been wandering around in my youth for a long time.

On the day of the party, I thought that I hadn't seen him for so many years. I must have had a big drink. I didn't drive my own sports car at the moment. Instead, I took a taxi and headed straight to the Star Grand Hotel.

The Star Grand Hotel has just been built this year and is very upscale, both famous and ranked, with no access to the parking lot.

“Yo, isn't this Zhang Jiulin?” I just got off the taxi and was recognized.

I turned around and parked an Audi A6 next to me with a fat guy with big square ears.

Although it has not been seen for more than a decade, the appearance is somewhat shapeless, but I recognize it at first glance, it is more expensive.

Back then, he was the wealthy second generation of our class.

His father wholesaled pork at the farmers' market, and the money he paid was covered in sticky oil. For example, the BB, the phone, these very novel things, they were all his first possessions.

However, his grades have been poor, with the second exam either falling first or second.

But he didn't care. He threatened to say, "What's the use of good grades? Why don't you come out and work?" My dad said, as soon as I graduate, get me a shop and be the boss!

Sure enough, I haven't seen him in over a decade, and his boss is getting bigger and bigger.

“Toto, long time no see.” I nodded and greeted him with a smile.

But the money didn't even get off the car, and his hands were still on the steering wheel.

“We'll come out again sometime and have a good get-together, my treat!” Money talked more, lifted his wrist and waved at me and drove into the parking lot.

A flash of golden glow flashed on his fat wrist, a limited edition Rolex.

Over the years, I've seen the warmth and warmth of the world, and his indifference, though unexpected, I didn't really care, turned to the hotel door.

Several people stood in front of the door, I recognized it far away, still thin as a hemp rod, with a pair of high-altitude myopia mirrors in Gao Wen far away.

Marshal Lin was still so clean, but there was a slightly more mature layer on his face.

Niu Dahui is still so robust, but his tall tummy still fits his height of nearly one meter and nine.

“Oops, Zhang Jiulin.” Niu Dahui glanced at me, hurried over and grabbed my hand: “How did you get here? You should have been the first to arrive. Why are you waiting like a corner for us to pick you up? Ha, ha. How's it going?” He joked with me and hammered me on the shoulder.

This guy hasn't changed much since then. He didn't hit me lightly or heavily. He hit me with a sore shoulder.

We walked up the stairs, and Gao Wenyuan and Lin Shuai greeted us.

Although we haven't seen each other in over a decade, after all, we have experienced youth together, and our feelings for each other are extremely intense.

The atmosphere was also quite harmonious and the conversation was very pleasant.

All three are the initiators of the party. Among them, Gao Wenyuan's family had a strong background. His father was the secretary of the city council, and I'm sure he's lucky today. He is now also working in the government and has a bright future.

Lin Shuai was cautious and extremely old. Although there was no shelf, he would never lower his voice to stand at the gate and wait for others.

There must be some big man who can greet him at the door. I really can't think of who it would be for a while.

Niu Dahui greeted several people and walked in with me first.

The Star Grand Hotel was wrapped up by them in a hall full of more than fifty people, and most of the classmates were present, standing or sitting, talking kindly.

As soon as I walked in, several people came up.

When I was in elementary school, although I wasn't a bully, my grades were always good, and I was able to play with the scumbags, so the people were pretty good. All these years apart, the more fermented the emotions were, the more aromatic they were —— at least, they all missed those years, and when they saw the same window, they remembered their childhood.

“Zhang Jiulin, I heard you opened a shop in Wuhan and never showed up. This party should have been yours!” A quick-mouthed girl came forward and said: “Wait a minute, you can fine yourself three cups first! ”

“Right, right, right!” Another big black fellow went to the front gang: “At school, the kid was always drinking and drinking, never drunk, this time you can't run away. ”

“I'll be sitting right next to you.” Big Black hammered me in the chest: “Drink as much as I want, don't even think about it! ”