Chapter 97: Jubo Chapter 97 \nThey said that they would go to the restaurant for dinner at 6 oâclock. Some students deliberately came hungry for this dinner, but some people didnât arrive until after 6 oâclock. Although Wang Cheng and Huang Tongâan didnât arrive on time, they knew they had to rush and come before six oâclock.\nEven if they knew that they could not afford to offend the other party, some people complained softly, but did not dare let themselves heard by others. At about 6:25, the person who proposed to hold the class reunion finally arrived.
Wang Cheng was not surprised to see Song Yuanyuan surrounded by a group of people. The richest person in their third year of high school was Song Yuanyuan. Why else would she succeed in crowding out Wang Cheng at the beginning? It was nothing more than family money. He was surprised because although Song Yuanyuanâs family had money, it was impossible to be able to invite dozens of classmates to Jinding Hotel for a party. Today, when he saw the man who walked in with Song Yuanyuan, he understood that the person who really contributed was probably this man.
âThat man is Song Yuanyuanâs boyfriend, Zhang Wu. I heard that he is the son of the general manager of Jinding Hotel, Manager Zhang.â Tong Yangyang knew that he and Huang Tongâan didnât know this man, so he took the initiative to introduce them.
âI was just about to say, how could Song Yuanyuan be able to reserve a box of Jinding Hotel with her ability. It turned out to be that she triumphantly walked through a back door. No wonder she is so proud.â Huang Tongâan tilted his legs and looked carefree. Song Yuanyuan was completely ignored.
Everyone knew that he didnât like Song Yuanyuan. When they were high school seniors, she instigated Wang Cheng being crowded out by their class, because he embarrassed Song Yuanyuan in front of many people. Every time the two met, she didnât look too good. However, when Song Yuanyuan met Huang Tongâan, she was usually just annoyed.
âWang Cheng, I havenât seen you in seven years. Youâve changed a lot, and your bald head has grown hair.â Song Yuanyuan took Zhang Wuâs arm and walked in front of them. Seven years later, she was more beautiful than in high school and her features were more mature. However, her personality was more nasty, hardly any progress.
Wang Cheng leaned on the back of the sofa and crossed his legs like Huang Tongâan, but his posture was more chic and casual. He was already handsome in nature, which made him more ruthless and seductive. A few girls from the opposite side kept looking towards him. The shadow reflected in their eyes was either him or Huang Tongâan.
âItâs okay. I canât compare to you. Your temper grows with age and becomes more and more annoying.â
âHaha.â Huang Tongâan grabbed Wang Chengâs neck, âWang Cheng, why do you still like to tell the truth? I like it.â
âYou!â Song Yuanyuan was furious.\nâOkay, okay, itâs also a kind of fate that everyone can get together here. Donât care about the grievances before, just let it pass. Itâs about time we go to dinner. Itâs almost seven oâclock.â One of the boys suddenly stood up. He was Ma Song, the former class leader in their third year of high school. He was the person in charge of contacting them this time, and he was also responsible in the past. About the grievances between Wang Cheng and Song Yuanyuan, he used to be a loyal supporter of Song Yuanyuan. However, as he got older, he was no longer as rigid and ignorant as before, but instead became a little smoother.
âThis lady doesnât care about that rough man.â Song Yuanyuan knew that she couldnât tell Wang Cheng off, so she took the path Ma Song had given and turned to face her boyfriend Zhang Wu. The expression on her face changed immediately, and she leaned on him in a particularly sultry way. When she walked far away, she began to speak ill of Wang Cheng to her boyfriend.
âDear, see, this Wang Cheng is really annoying. I was really blind to look at him before. I regret it now.â
Zhang Wu just smiled, but said nothing.
Song Yuanyuan knew she couldnât say too much about other men in front of her boyfriend, so she stopped in a timely manner and immediately talked about another topic.
Due to Song Yuanyuanâs late arrival, they delayed for more than half an hour before going downstairs for dinner. The restaurant at Jinding Hotel was very high-end, and they couldnât afford to pay for dozens of people if they didnât have a few assets at home. However, since Song Yuanyuan dared to invite, naturally she would not hit herself in the face. Song Yuanyuan wanted to invite everyone to eat in the restaurant, but Zhang Wu said that the restaurant didnât have that much space, so he ordered a separate dining room on the second floor. Song Yuanyuan was very happy that Zhang Wu was so considerate, and her two followers followed suit in praising that she had found a good man.
Wang Cheng could hear them when he walked behind them, but he thought that Zhang Wu was probably worried that they would be ugly in public when they ate in this kind of place for the first time.
The size of the box was for about one hundred people, and there were fifteen large tables. One large round table could seat eight people. Wang Cheng sat down, and Huang Tongâan and Tong Yangyang sat on his left and right hand side as if they had arranged to do so. Seeing Wang Cheng look at them, Huang Tongâan explained to him.
âWe can finally meet each other after great difficulty, and I want to talk to you more.â
âThat is, at least I have to know how you are doing.â Tong Yangyang echoed.\nWang Cheng said, âDoes it look like Iâm not doing well?â
The two of them looked him up and down, âIt really doesnât look like it.â
âWhat have you been doing in these seven years? There is no news about you at all, do you still consider us brothers?â Huang Tongâan kept thinking about this.
âOh, I went home and became a monk.â
âWho are you fooling, who would run to be a monk these days!â Huang Tongâan was unbelieving. Wang Cheng managed to be honest for once, but they did not believe it, âDonât say that, being a monk is actually a good profession. Like those big temples for example, donât a lot of college students compete to be employed in them, and their wages are even higher than that of office workers. â
âTongâan, Wang Cheng seems to be right, I have seen similar news on TV before,â said Tong Yangyang.
Huang Tongâan gave him a blank look, still a bit doubtful, âThen why donât you continue to be a monk?â
âThe old monk reached the end of his life, and it was meaningless for me to be alone. So I am in the common world now, how about it? Am I more handsome?â Wang Cheng touched his chin with a grin.
âNarcissist, what did you do after you came back to the common life? Wouldnât you have to wash dishes?â
âItâs nothing, just contracted two mountains, prepared to be a little boss, and started a small business. Canât compare with other peopleâs big things.â
\nWang Cheng stood up and replied in respect: âIt is my honor to make friends with Zhang Shao. It should be me toasting you.â After saying that, he took a sip.
[T/N: Shao = son of a rich family.]
âOkay, thatâs bold enough, you are a friend of mine. Donât call me Zhang Shao. Just call me Zhang Wu.â Zhang Wu laughed, and toasted the wine in his glass.
The atmosphere was heated by the two of them, but Song Yuanyuanâs face was very ugly. She was thinking about letting Zhang Wu give her an explanation, and she was also absent-minded to the flattery of others. She followed Zhang Wu to the bathroom halfway, but Zhang Wu did not explain to her, instead advising her to stop targeting Wang Cheng again.
âYour high school classmate is not a simple character. Even if he really is just a country boy, it must stay a thing of the past. It is better to man up. Thereâs no harm in making more friends than many enemies. Listen if you understand.â If she didnât understand, their relationship would come to an end.
Zhang Wuâs father also had roots in the country and could become the general manager of Jinding Hotel relying on his own efforts and the help of some friends in the past. So, he taught Zhang Wu from an early age not to underestimate anyone around him, because they may be helpful to himself in ascending any ladder.