Chapter 50

The department chair's speech was very interesting.

There is no officiality, no politeness, just sincere blessings, sincere suggestions, humorous language, and cultural terms that are close to the preferences of young people.

Liu Yifeng is relatively more official and stable.

Of course, this may also be related to his identity.

As for the other student representatives, some were lively, some were knowledgeable, some were unclear in their speech, and some were incomprehensible.

But no matter what, it really stole the show.

As if vaguely, I returned to my student days...

After talking, the dishes were basically ready.

The next step is to touch the cups, push the cup to change the cup, and you come and go to toast and be toasted.

There is no doubt that the focus and center is naturally at Liu Yifeng's table.

Liu Yifeng and the department chair became the center of attention.

As for Yang Chen's table, except for clinking glasses with each other, almost no one paid any attention to it.

Tang Shan also went to Liu Yifeng's table to toast, and after passing the customs, he complained to Yang Chen when he came back: "Their table drank Maotai, and our table drank Shaoyang Daqu for less than 100 yuan."

"Damn it, Wang Fugui is too damn pretentious about what to do."

Yang Chen smiled.

"My classmates are having a dinner tonight, but Boss Wang is treating me to a treat. You don't care what kind of wine he serves. Just eat and drink well."

“What’s good to drink in Maotai?”

"I'll treat you to a Sprite from 82 another day..."

Yang Chen joked.

Hearing this, Tangshan smacked his lips, and said a little for Yang Chen: "Old Yang, although I don't know what you are doing now, I can tell that you should be doing well."

"wrong!"

After finishing the game, Tangshan was a little drunk.

"You must be hiding something from me."

"My intuition tells me that you should be one of the best among all our classmates!"

After drinking some wine, Tangshan's voice became a bit loud.

So everyone at this table heard it.

Some smiled.

Some curled their lips.

Some cast teasing glances at Yang Chen.

Some frowned, thinking they had drunk too much and wondered how much they weighed.

And, of course, warm and kind glances.

Qian Huifang always believed that Yang Chen would definitely not be too bad.

"You guys are superficial in your judgment of people."

Tangshan took another sip of liquor and said to the classmates at the same table: "You think I'm bragging and praising Yang Chen's stinky feet? Do you know what house he lives in?"

"What kind of car does he drive?"

"you……"

Tangshan got emotional and couldn't keep his mouth shut. Yang Chen stood up, pushed him down on his seat, and interrupted.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

"I'm just like everyone else. I'm just an ordinary wage earner. I have nothing to brag about. Stop bringing hatred to me."

"If you keep talking nonsense, the Sprite from 82 is gone."

"I'll go to the toilet and scoop you a pot of old wine, hahaha!"

Yang Chen laughed and scolded.

He didn't mean to be low-key.

I just don’t think it’s necessary.

He came to the class reunion just to catch up on old times, not to show off.

Although the flavor of this class reunion has changed.

But his original intention has not changed.

Tangshan, who was pressed in his seat, was still a little dissatisfied, but seeing that Yang Chen didn't want to show off, Tangshan muttered a few words and stopped mentioning it.

The banquet continues.

Two hours later, everyone had almost finished eating and drinking.   The next project is to go to a KTV to drink songs, and then go to the university town night market for a late-night snack.

Of course, if you have something to do or your body can’t bear it, you don’t have to go.

Liu Yifeng is still busy with tomorrow's wedding, so he won't go to the next project. Several teachers are old and can't bear it, so they won't go either.

A group of classmates sent Liu Yifeng and three teachers downstairs.

Because they were all drunk and could not drive, Wang Fugui called the hotel's pick-up car, a Buick GL8, a 6-seater MPV commercial vehicle.

The entrance of Danga Bay Hotel.

Wang Fugui opened the car door and asked Liu Yifeng and three teachers to get in the car.

The students lined up at the door of the hotel and waved goodbye to Liu Yifeng and the three teachers.

"I'm sorry, classmates, I just returned to China, I'm still jet-lagged, and my body can't bear it anymore. I won't participate in tonight's activities either."

At this moment, Gu Xiaoman, who stood out among the classmates, stood up and apologized to everyone.

As soon as they heard that she was not going, some of the male classmates looked disappointed.

Some female classmates secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoman, if Yifeng doesn't go away, you really have something important to do in your life."

“The teachers are physically unable to bear it, so it’s understandable if they don’t go.”

"If you don't go, it won't be fun..."

Wang Fugui said dissatisfied.

"I'm really sorry. Maybe because of the jet lag, I'm still a little dizzy right now. Sorry, I'll wait until my body recovers before I can play with my classmates."

After saying that, Gu Xiaoman yawned and looked depressed.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui could no longer force himself.

"Okay, then you should take care of yourself." After speaking, he pointed to the GL8 car: "There is still another place. I will ask the driver to take you home by the way."

"By the way, where do you live?"

"I'll ask the driver to pick you up tomorrow."

GL8 can seat 6 people.

There was just one spot left.

Liu Yifeng waved to Gu Xiaoman and motioned for her to sit in.

However, Gu Xiaoman waved his hand and refused with a smile: "I live in Xinghu City, which is in the newly developed Hexi New City. It's a bit far away and a bit round the corner."

"It's getting late, and the teachers need to take a break."

"And Yifeng, you will definitely be very busy tonight, so go back first, hehe, so as not to misunderstand my sister-in-law."

Gu Xiaoman is not only beautiful, but also a smart and shrewd woman.

Although everyone wants to curry favor with Liu Yifeng.

But on the eve of his wedding, he still had to know how to avoid suspicion.

Liu Yifeng also understood, but his eyes obviously dimmed a little, and he returned to normal casually: "Okay, then let Fugui call a car for you later?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui immediately said politely: "Okay, Yifeng, leave it to me."

After speaking, he closed the door of the GL8 and motioned to the driver to drive.

The driver was about to drive.

At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz G passed by from the left, then turned on the right turn signal and stopped steadily in front of the GL8.

Then the passenger door opened and Tangshan jumped out of the car.

"Yang Chen, the car is here, go back?"

Tangshan said to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen frowned, thinking that this guy really likes to be in the limelight - Yang Chen doesn't plan to participate in the next activities.

Although the adult world is so realistic and snobbish, a class reunion that has changed has always felt uninteresting.

If Yang Chen doesn't go, Tangshan won't go either.

Both of them were drunk, so Tangshan called a driver and went to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Normally, when a car comes to pick someone up, it should park behind the GL8.

Everything has a first-come, first-served basis.

How can you just step on the accelerator and get in front of someone, just blocking their way?
  Obviously, Tangshan did this on purpose.

I called the driver on purpose.

Yang Chen knew this guy's character and wanted to regain some face for himself.

(End of this chapter)

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