As soon as these words came out, they suddenly became a little cold.

The people here are all former classmates, who doesn't know the of Yang Hui and Chu Fan.

Right now, Yang Hui actually asked Chu Fan to apologize in front of so many old classmates under the pretext of Zhou Xiaowei's matter, is this not sure that he wants to give him a dismissal?

The students at the other table obviously also noticed the situation here, and they all looked at Chu Fan's side.

Everyone knows something about Yang Hui.

Although I didn't get admitted to college and stepped into society after graduating from high school, I can say that people are doing well, and it can be said that they are thriving.

Especially recently, I heard that their family is going to be demolished, and the demolition compensation alone can get nearly 20 million, a proper local tyrant.

The so-called wealth is arrogant, and Yang Hui is the boss today, so the classmates present saw that Chu Fan was deliberately made difficult, and they didn't say anything

As a result, the originally noisy No. 9 box was suddenly a lot quieter, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

However, Chu Fan didn't feel anything, but smiled indifferently at Zhou Xiaowei and said:

"I'm really embarrassed, I was used to it in high school, and I forgot to change my words."

I just wanted to sit down, but was stopped by Yang Hui:

"Chu Fan, I'm sorry, we Chinese pay attention to the rules when eating, there are already people in this position!"

In this regard, Chu Fan didn't think much about it, and found a vacant seat again to sit down.

"Yo, Chu Fan, I'm sorry, there's someone here," Yang Hui moved his chair to the side again.

At this time, Chu Fan seemed to realize something, and frowned slightly:

"And where do I sit?"

There was a slight unhappiness in his tone, and it seemed that this was all done on purpose by the other party.

"Oh, that's the case, the seats at our table have been arranged, and the other table is not full, I think, or you can sit there!"

As he spoke, Yang Hui pointed to a place in the far corner of the table next to him, his face full of banter.

Hearing this, Chu Fan raised his eyebrows, didn't this make it clear that he looked down on himself?

Actually, Chu Fan didn't care so much about his position, after all, the other table was also full of classmates, sitting here and sitting there was the same.

It's just that Chu Fan is very unhappy with this kind of behavior of dividing everyone into categories and dividing them into three, six, nine and so on.

You know, this is an old reunion of old classmates, focusing on reminiscing about the good things of the past, and not the kind of formal social occasion, isn't it chilling to do this?

Seeing that Chu Fan was silent, Zhou Xiaowei also followed and said, "Hehe, it's really a joke, just because you are a poor man and want to sit at this table?"

He snorted coldly, didn't lift his eyelids, and just sat in his seat and fiddled back and forth with the two latest Apple Xs.

Next to him, there were two female classmates with slender figures and a little bit of beauty.

At this moment, I was biting my ears with him affectionately, as if I was asking him about work.

"Hey, I said Chu Fan, you have also seen it, Mr. Zhou is now very prosperous, and his annual salary is almost one million" Yang Hui paused deliberately, and then looked Chu Fan up and down playfully:

"Look at you again, what are you wearing?"

"So let's just sit there."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Xiaowei also half-jokingly echoed:

"I said Mr. Yang, you are really humble enough, how can I compare with you, a future multimillionaire?"

"You're going to be demolished, I've heard about it, the investor this time is Shengda Real Estate, which is strong, and there will be a lot of demolition money!"

"When the time comes, when you meet you on the road, don't pretend you don't know my old classmate!"

"How dare you, how dare you!"

The two of them boasted to each other in front of Chu Fan like this, with a smug look on their faces.

Especially Yang Hui, first vigorously elevated Zhou Xiaowei to humiliate Chu Fan, and then Zhou Xiaowei raised himself.

This is to let Chu Fan know that the current Yang Hui is something that Chu Fan will never be able to beat.

If there are those who sing, there must be those who listen to the opera.

After hearing this, many students flattered them, including Li Xiaoru, the class flower of the year.

Li Xiaoru is tall and outstanding, she was the class flower of Chu Fan's class in high school, and now, three years later, she looks more and more charming and charming.

Chu Fan remembered that although Li Xiaoru had poor grades in high school, she was still decent, and was unanimously elected as the class flower by everyone because of her pure appearance.

But when I saw her again this time, I found that she was no longer the innocent and obedient girl she was back then, but more like a girl who came out of a nightclub, with a social atmosphere in her bones.

"I said Xiaoru, our Mr. Yang didn't pursue you back then, but it's a pity that you, the goddess, don't look down on him at all. ”

"How's it going, do you regret it now?"

Zhou Xiaowei took the opportunity to joke again

"Ouch, Mr. Zhou, don't mention it, just this matter, my regretful intestines are blue" Who knows, Li Xiaoru not only felt embarrassed, but also took the initiative to come to Yang Hui, and said coquettishly:

"Yang Hui, why don't you chase me now?"

Yang Hui's heart was very proud, looking at Li Xiaoru's angry figure and the two faint roundness leaning on his arm, he couldn't wait to do it for her immediately.

"It's not good"

But on the surface, he still pretended to be calm

"Didn't you say you like to have good grades like him?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Chu Fan on the side

"Forget it, that's because I had a problem with my vision at the beginning, so I said this, with his current dick silk, how can I compare with you!"

In order to curry favor with Yang Hui, Li Xiaoru actually buried Chu Fan in public.

To be honest, in terms of appearance and temperament, Chu Fan can throw Yang Hui at least ten streets or so.

If it were the same conditions, Li Xiaoru would definitely still like Chu Fan.

Even if she says so now, she is still inclined to Chu Fan in her heart.

But so what?

No money, isn't it still a poor dick?

For Li Xiaoru's current mate selection criteria, she will not consider a poor dick like Chu Fan at all.

Not only her, as soon as this topic opened, many female classmates present joked to Chu Fan that fortunately, they only had a secret crush on him at the beginning, if they really became lovers at that time, they might regret it now.

In this way, Chu Fan has become the target of public criticism and a joke in the eyes of these people.

"By the way, Chu Fan, I remember that you should still be in college now, right?"

Yang Hui is still unfinished.

"Yes, senior year, what's the matter?" Chu Fan's voice was a little colder

"Oh, it's nothing, just according to what I mean, you just don't want to read this book, it's not interesting at all!"

"It's better to go to Mr. Zhou's company and let him arrange an errand for you casually, wouldn't it be better than you going to come out and find a job by yourself in the future?"

Zhou Xiaowei also came to the strength after hearing this:

"Chu Fan, don't say that the old classmate doesn't take care of you, in this way, you will go to my company tomorrow, and I will give you 4,000 yuan a month, 9 to 5, and weekends off, how about it?

In his heart, he didn't really want to pull Chu Fan along, but wanted Chu Fan, who was once better than him in all aspects, to work under his hands, so as to satisfy the sense of superiority in his heart.

"No need!"

But Chu Fan sneered.

In fact, if Chu Fan can come today, he has no intention of concealing his current identity and achievements.

After all, with Li Liang's big mouth, even if he wants to hide it, he can't hide it.

For this reason, he also specially changed into a casual suit worth tens of thousands.

It's just that none of these people present are knowledgeable, and they all think it is a bad street costume from a certain treasure.

Hearing this, Yang Hui immediately put on a preachy posture:

"I said Chu Fan, it's not easy to find a job now, what's the matter, you're not happy?"

"You said that you are a college student who has not yet graduated, who would give you such a good job opportunity?"

"Isn't it for the sake of all old classmates? Otherwise, you really think you can find such a good job?"

When the others heard this, they all chimed in:

"Yes, Chu Fan, Mr. Zhou is really interesting, I will give you a salary of 4,000 at once, you have to seize the opportunity!"

"Hey, don't talk about college students like you now, you are a graduate student, a doctoral graduate, you have no ability, and you can't find such a good job!"

In this regard, Chu Fan just smiled indifferently:

"I said, no need"

He understood that the classmates sitting at this table either had some achievements in their careers, or they had some money or some backgrounds in their families.

Moreover, there are some female classmates, just like Li Xiaoru.

As for ordinary people like Chu Fan, they were all arranged at another table.

Even so, Chu Fan didn't say anything, and went straight to the position that Yang Hui pointed out to him just now and sat down, and at this moment he secretly made a decision in his heart.

In all fairness, even if everyone knew his identity and achievements today, Chu Fan would not choose to sit at that table.

Because that's too special, he just wants to catch up with everyone and reminisce about the good past.

But reality apparently didn't get him what he wanted.

"I don't know how to lift, phew, what's it?"

After Chu Fan left, Yang Hui spat on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaowei persuaded with a smile:

"Hey, Mr. Yang, why bother with a poor person, this is a loss of your identity!"

"That's it!" A girl poured a cup of tea for Yang Hui, and also persuaded: "Mr. Yang, you are such a big rich man, why do you have to compete with a poor dick? If he doesn't appreciate it, then let him go!"

Everyone said one by one, but they were blaming Chu Fan for not knowing how to lift

After hearing these words, Yang Hui pretended to be modest and said:

"Okay, okay, you guys will talk nonsense, what kind of rich man is I for tens of millions?"

Having said that, his heart has already blossomed at the moment

"But, ah......"

Suddenly, Yang Hui's words changed:

"Speaking of rich people, in our class, there is really a fucking rich man, and he is still a big rich man!"

As soon as these words came out, the students present all showed puzzled eyes

"Oh, who's who? Is it richer than you, Mr. Yang, the second generation?"

When Yang Hui heard this, his eyes condensed and said:

"Li Liang!"