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Chapter 82 Classmate love? I bah!

Seeing that Ye Chen was not here.

The smile on Fatty Feng's face suddenly cooled down: "Where is Mr. Ye?"

"Which Mr. Ye?" Zhou Zheng's heart throbbed suddenly, and he had a vague premonition.

The other people's expressions changed immediately.

Could it be that Mr. Ye is Ye Chen?

Fatty Feng frowned, a little impatient: "Which other Mr. Ye can it be? Of course, the one who got together with you just now!"

There was an uproar in the private room.

Although they already know that Ye Chen's identity is extraordinary, they still didn't expect that the head of Jufuzhuang would come to receive it in person.

"He...he's gone!"

Zhou Zheng's scalp exploded.

Ye Chen!

Who are you!

First, he drove Lamborghini, but now he attracted Mr. Feng, the general manager of Jufuzhuang, to come to receive it in person.

"Leave?"

Fatty Feng seemed a little disappointed, shook his head and turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he turned around, Fang Lin on the side couldn't help asking: "Zhou Zheng, didn't you say that Mr. Feng knew you before? Didn't you say that the two bottles of wine just now were also given to you by Mr. Feng?"

Zhou Zheng was almost angry to death when he heard this.

When did I say that Mr. Feng knew me? As for those two bottles of Lafite from 1982, it was also what you took for granted?

I won't admit it!

Fang Lin's voice was not loud, but he was heard by Fatty Feng who walked to the door.

Fatty Feng turned around and glanced at everyone, and smiled coldly: "Don't you think the wine was given to you just now, right?"

He could climb to this position and naturally learned to observe his expression and deal with people. In just a few minutes, he understood why Ye Chen left.

Everyone was so angry that they dared not let it go.

Fatty Feng sneered again: "Haha, to put it bluntly, if it weren't for Mr. Ye's sake, everyone here would be rubbish in my eyes!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Ye, you could have me, Mr. Feng, who gave me wine and came to express condolences in person?"

Yumo left the box without stopping.

Everyone heard a sentence from outside: "Send someone to guard the door, and the two bottles of 1982 Lafites asked them to settle the bill, and they were not allowed to leave if they could not settle the bill!"

...

There was a dead silence in the box, and everyone could not speak for a long time. They only felt that they had lived for twenty or thirty years and had not been as exciting as they are today.

Apart from regret, they really can't find any extra words to describe their mood at this time.

After a while, Fang Lin glared at Zhou Zheng fiercely: "Zhou Zheng, it depends on the good thing you did. If it weren't for you, how could this happen now?"

"Yes, I didn't say anything to Ye Chen. This has nothing to do with me. I don't care about those two bottles of 1982 Lafite!" Xie Gang immediately left all the money.

In 1982, Lafite can be sold for more than 4,000 yuan in wine bottles alone, while a bottle of wine costs more than 100,000 yuan. The two bottles combined will be worth more than a year's salary.

For a moment, the style of painting suddenly changed, and everyone accused Zhou Zheng, the initiator of the class reunion.

Zhou Zheng laughed furiously: "Blame me? Do you want to be shameless? Fang Lin, did you mock Ye Chen for being less? And you Xie Gang, if I remember correctly, Ye Chen would help you a lot in college, but you actually asked him to be a typist in your company. It's still 2,000 yuan a month, I'll go to your ma's egg."

Seeing that everyone was about to start arguing, Huang Liang, who was standing by, suddenly stopped and said, "Okay, the matter has happened. What's the use of complaining now? Those two bottles of 1982 Lafites can be collected and settled the bill."

"You said it's nice. Two bottles total more than 200,000 yuan, and there are only a dozen of us here. Each one has to pay 20,000 yuan?" A girl with poor financial conditions sneered.

"Enough!"

Zhou Zheng shouted loudly: "I'm traveling with this money? When Yang Tian comes later, I'll borrow some from him first."

"It's all that's the case. It's just 200,000 yuan. Will Yang Tian lend it to you?" Xie Gang sighed.

He regretted it so much that he was so regretful. Why is the gap between people so big? It can be given hundreds of thousands of yuan in wine. Mr. Feng gave it to Ye Chen for free. If he changed himself and waited for someone, he would ask for money and he would not leave.

“Yes.”

Zhou Zheng nodded confidently.

Yang Tian had previously said that he would go to his company to be a sales manager, provided that the chairman had no objection and he was not worried at all, because he had never offended the chairman.

Just as I was talking, the door of the private room was knocked.

I saw Yang Tian, ​​who was wearing a suit and tie, walked in and laughed and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I just finished the meeting and I'm late with the traffic jam."

"Oh, Mr. Yang, you are finally here."

Zhou Zheng looked happy and hurriedly greeted him, because the unhappiness that Ye Chen had caused was wiped out.

The others were almost the same, and they stood up one after another, with smiles on their faces, and they called out Mr. Yang in a very intimate manner.

Yang Tian was so amused and cried, and he had no airs at all: "It's all classmates, so don't ask these polite ones."

After he sat down, a single girl who has been alone before sat next to him and became slutty: "Mr. Yang, you have not seen each other for a few years. Are you getting more and more handsome? Do you still remember?"

"Your name is Bai Jie, right? I remember you, the one who sat in the front row of me and I burned my hair with a match." Yang Tian smiled with nostalgia.

A group of people rushed to introduce themselves in front of Yang Tian, ​​constantly showing off their presence.

After all, I have offended a person who drives a Lamborghini and can no longer offend the second person who drives a Bentley Mussanne.

After everyone came to visit, Yang Tian said, "Hey, where is this guy Ye Chen? I had agreed with him before, did you forget?"

Hear these two words.

Everyone's face suddenly froze, and their expressions were very unnatural. I thought to myself, could it be that Yang Tian had communicated with Ye Chen before?

"That, Ye Chen has come and just left." I don't know who said weakly.

"Leave?"

Yang Tian frowned, took out his cell phone and dialed Ye Chen's phone, and cursed with a smile: "Old Ye, what's going on in your situation?"

"You guys get together, I can't stand it." Ye Chen was driving, said hurriedly and hung up the phone.

Yang Tian looked confused, then looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "Zhou Zheng, what is going on? Why did Ye Chen leave early?"

Although he didn't know what was going on, he could still feel that Ye Chen's tone was not very good.

Zhou Zheng hesitated and avoided the important things and told them what happened.

After listening, Yang Tian also thought about the whole story, glanced at everyone, and smiled coldly: "I understand. Ye Chen came to the party in a low-key manner. You think he was not doing well, and then stepped on him in various ways, right?"

"Mr. Yang, things are not like that..." Zhou Zheng's face changed and he was sweating profusely.

"Shut up the fuck!"

Yang Tian swears: "I really think of me as a fool, right? Haha, I didn't expect that four years ago, I became so worthless in your eyes. People are indeed so realistic!"

Speaking of this, Yang Tian looked at Zhou Zheng coldly: "Zhou Zheng, didn't you want to come to work in my company before? I'm not afraid to tell you that Ye Chen is the chairman of the company, and I, the vice president, were appointed by Ye Chen."

"What? He is the chairman of the company?" Zhou Zheng fell to the ground with a thunderous sound, like a bolt from the blue.

The others were stunned.

It turned out that they had been making trouble for a long time, and they were looking for distance. The chairman of the company was just in front of them, but they went to curry favor with Yang Tian, ​​the subordinate...

"Ye Chen is not only the chairman of the company, but also owns a villa of more than 50 million yuan. Not counting the company's shares, but his personal assets are billions of billions. Haha, your proud capital is worthless in the eyes of others!"

"Plop!"

Xie Gang fell to the ground and said with a pale face: "Yang Tian, ​​Mr. Yang, Brother Tian, ​​this is wrong with us. Do you think there is still a way to save it?"

"Save your paralysis, everything I, Yang Tian, ​​has to him now is given to him by Ye Chen, even if I have my life."

"Classmate relationship? I'm gonna be!"

Yang Tian glanced at everyone coldly, and his eyes finally fixed on Zhou Zheng: "Just like you, who are so arrogant, still want to hang out with me? Let's eat shit!"

He left Jufuzhuang without looking back and had a new understanding of people's hearts again.

When he left, Fang Lin took out 20,000 yuan from his body and threw it on the table, saying without looking back: "This money is just to pay for it."

Others also followed suit and left. Those who did not bring cash directly transferred to Zhouzheng card online.

In the blink of an eye, the crowded private room was gone, and Zhou Zheng sat on the ground with a dazed look.

At this time, his cell phone vibrated. He hurriedly opened it and immediately received a series of messages.

"Yang Tian has quit this group!"

"Fang Lin has quit this group!"

"Xie Gang has quit this group!"

"Huang Liang has quit this group!"

"Bai Jie has quit this group!"

“…”

Zhou Zheng held his cell phone: "..."

In less than a minute, the twenty-person classmate group retreated completely. Oh, no, he is the group leader left.
Chapter completed!
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