Otherworldly Merchant

“He drinks as much as he wants.” At this moment, Qianduo walked in with Gao Wenyuan and said with pride: “Anyway, he came by taxi and was not afraid to drink as much. ”

There's nothing wrong with that at first sight, but if it fits with the keys to the Audi car that he intentionally fell into, and the high tone of his toes, it doesn't smell like anything else.

Live locally, don't even have a car, the party is late, intentionally late... I'm afraid it's not very happy, don't you have the face to see people?

He seems unintentional, but everyone understands.

The atmosphere on the scene was a little awkward for a while, and Niu Dahui waved: “Everyone talk first, I'll go see if the classmates are here.” After that, he patted me on the shoulder like a consolation and turned around and walked out.

Everyone in the room looked at me and Money more, and the meaning of that was self-evident.

Immediately afterwards, the big black guys went around for more money, and I was empty all around.

I saw so many of these little people's faces, naturally I didn't care, I pulled a chair and sat down.

As a shady businessman, I follow a low-key route! I'm afraid these students couldn't have imagined that a tenth of my bank savings would have bought the entire hotel, let alone a little car like the Audi A6, which was less than a wheel of my sports car.

There are about forty or fifty classmates already present, naturally divided into two small circles.

Isolation between the two circles is no longer the intense emotion of the student age, nor is it some bullshit, but rather the status quo of each.

The mix is good, the wind of Italy sits together and talks about the stock market, the international wind and cloud, the mouth of the river is hanging, the wind of Italy is blowing; the mix is not pleasant, all sighing and complaining about the boss's black heart, the wages are not rising, the price of the building is flying.

I didn't want to mix in the first circle to play the Big Tail Wolf, or join the second circle to listen to them throw up and smoke alone.

“Why? Still as unique as it was back then.” I just took two or three sips, and there was a Qian and I stood side by side.

I turned around and it was Zhao Yihan.

When I went to school, she was at my desk, and she was a class flower, and she was a school flower. Almost all the boys who chased her were able to stand around the playground.

Heard that after graduating from Beijing Foreign Language School, she refused the school's retention and resolutely returned to Wuhan, where she now teaches.

“No.” I shook my head with a smile: "After all these years, we've all changed a lot, and I'm just a little emotional. ”

“Well, it is.” Zhao Yihan sat next to me and looked at the students. He seemed to say something to me and also seemed to be talking to himself: “Some people look happy, some people look painful, but how can only they know? How have you been? ”

After that, she threw a pair of Spirit of Water eyes at me, black framed glasses on the nose beam, through a hint of the teacher's maturity.

“Fine.” I answered in a hurry.

Somehow, I found a slight sorrow in her eyes, and despite her strenuous disguise, I could still perceive her inner powerlessness and wandering.

“I said big girl, isn't that right?” At this moment, Dodo walked over with his stomach full of money, sweeping me, and then smiling at Zhao Yihan: “I was just talking to you, you said to go to the bathroom, why is this sitting here? ”

“Zhao Damei is afraid to remember school, right? She was at the same table as Zhang Jiulin.” Someone at the wine table laughed happily: “Zhang Jiulin, are you telling the truth? Have you chased him too? ”

Not waiting for me to say anything, Qiando was unhappy, sweeping the man's anger: “It was then, it is now, what kind of society is this now? It's worthless to think about old times. ”

He waved his big, fat arm and put a finger in front of us: "Now we're looking at cars, houses, tickets.” Those fingers were all covered with golden rings with red, red, green and green stones.

“By the way, Zhao Damei.” He smiled at Zhao Yihan again: “I just bought a school block house next to my alma mater. I was about to renovate it. When will I have time to help my staff? ”

“Mr. Qian joked, I don't know anything about the renovation.” Zhao Yihan turned down smiling.

“Look who's here.” Dodo was embarrassed to say something, and suddenly there was a shout at the door.

Everyone turned around and saw Lin Shuang, Gao Wenyuan and Niu Dahui walking in with one person in the moon.

It's Liu Qingyun, a study member of our class.

He was said to have been a literary student in Wuhan City, and entered the North University Department of Political Law.

Though I don't know what he is doing today, he can be greeted in person by other classmates' background, obviously in a very different position.

“Hello, classmates!” Liu. Qingyun had a temper and waved at the crowd with a smile.

That momentum is no different from the leader of the parade.

Some of the unknown students actually laughed out loud: "Which one are you pretending to be? Do we have to get back to the chief? ”

The companion sitting beside him quickly pulled him, whispering: "Liu. Qingyun is now secretary to the city council secretary Han! ”

It's not loud, but it's clearly heard by the whole house.

“Oops, it's a green cloud!” Dodo rushed right over, reaching out far away.

All the others surrounded themselves with extra enthusiasm, shaking hands, chilling chills. Talk about some business luck; if you are incapable of doing it, just a little later. Talk about remembering school, Liu. Qingyun's grades are amazing, which teacher has given him the assertion, it turns out to be true.

Liu Qingyun was surrounded by people who were extremely affectionate, with a signature smile on his face, as if it was no different from observing the public opinion.

Outside the crowd, only me and Zhao Yihan did not move.

We smiled at each other and shook our heads gently.

Well, has the world changed, or has the heart changed? Where were all the innocent classmates?

With the arrival of Liu Qingyun, the banquet soon began.

Without anyone deliberately arranging it, after the previous chatter, everyone was extremely clear about where to place themselves.

Mixed winds give rise to a table, a table that can barely survive, another table that is unsatisfactory.

Until then, I regretted coming to this party.

I pulled the chair and sat close to the most unhappy table. Zhao Yihan declined Qiando and waited for repeated invitations. Sitting beside me caused a lot of people to throw a strange look at me.

The wine just came to the table, Liu. Qingyun, at the suggestion of everyone, picked up the glass and delivered a speech.

His words were extremely beautiful. First, he looked back at the shallots of the year and thanked Master Nguyen's alma mater. Then he looked at the future with passion and shouted: “Together, let's create a better tomorrow! ”

It was no different from the text of the eighteenth Congress speech, but the thunderous applause was harvested.