Money is a piece of paper?

This is a rhetoric.

However, the reason why the poplar became an aspen tree again was not because of the strong pretense in this sentence, but because he understood another layer of meaning.

Combining this meaning with Zhang Xiaojian's current actual situation, we can draw a very simple conclusion - what Zhang Xiaojian wants to say is: I not only have two million, but also a lot of money, so much that you can't believe it, it's unbelievable.

Zhang Xiaojian does mean this, he has been low-key and ordinary since he was a child, and the reason why he said this is that in addition to talking in a hurry, he wants to play a little bit in advance.

Poplar is his best friend, he doesn't want to lie to Poplar, and he doesn't plan to hide it from Poplar, but also wants to help Poplar.

So in the days to come, Poplar may see a lot of famous scenes of ambition, and in order for Poplar not to become a poplar vegetative person at every turn, Poplar must learn to accept it quickly.

Accept that the friend who grew up with him since childhood became a local tyrant.

Accept that the brother with whom he squatted on the road and smoked his butt might actually go buy a Maserati tomorrow.

The most important thing is to accept that Zhang Xiaojian, who once ordered only a small bowl of noodles in a noodle restaurant because he wanted to buy a new mobile phone for his girlfriend, and was reluctant to order even a plate of kelp silk, will take 2 million to smash the field today.

Seeing Zhang Xiaojian walking down the stairs with two million, disappearing in a blink of an eye, Bai Yang, who had to accept it quickly, shouted angrily: "Hey, can't you smash 100,000, at most 200,000, no more!"

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Most of the time, wealth determines the level of consumption.

Zhang Xiaojian is obviously an exception, the time after going downstairs is 1.30, and there are still 3 and a half hours before Zhao Linlin's wedding, and they have not had lunch, so they have to find a place to eat first.

It stands to reason that Zhang Xiaojian, who once became rich, should take Poplar to eat a meal of 10,000 yuan per capita.

But in fact, after the two of them decided to eat, they drove three donkeys to the Yang family noodle restaurant, which has been open for 20 years, from snacks to large, with an average per capita consumption of only 15 yuan.

This is not because Zhang Xiaojian is picking on the door, but because although he is now very rich, and his personal wealth alone is likely to surpass those big names on the Forbes list, his class is still civilian.

Not to mention the big meal of 10,000 per capita, even Zhang Xiaojian, a top Japanese restaurant with 35,000 per capita, doesn't know where to open?

In his social hierarchy, Apple is quite expensive, luxury goods know LV Gucci, and Maserati only knows because he has been known in recent years.

Therefore, now that Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang are sitting in the noisy small noodle restaurant, they don't feel the slightest mess.

Zhang Xiaojian also shouted in his voice: "Two large bowls of wide noodles, a plate of kelp silk ......"

The shouting is very natural and kind.

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"Huh, huh" snorted noodles mixed with lard and meat filling, and Zhang Xiaojian ate it very seriously.

Soon he finished eating the noodles, not forgetting to drink the soup, and only when he reached the bottom did he put down the big bowl with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Picking up a low-quality paper towel and wiping the sweat on his forehead, Zhang Xiaojian took out a box of seven pieces of five Changbai Mountain, took out one and lit it, and took a sip of it.

Poplar also naturally smoothed one, and after taking a sip, he looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Can you make a deal with your brother, where did the ticket come from?"

Zhang Xiaojian knew that Bai Yang would continue to ask, and he didn't want to answer, so he said what he thought in his heart, but the answer was not what he asked, but it was enough to shock Bai Yang's heart: "I'm thinking about whether to rob the marriage." ”

The white ash on the poplar cigarette butt fell, and his face became ugly, and he said firmly: "Don't." ”

"Why?"

Bai Yang took a sip of the big white pear in the cup, and said in a deep voice: "Why is this? Zhang Xiaojian, are you so stupid, although it is normal for this society to dislike the poor and love the rich, but you and Zhao Linlin more or less prove that she is not firm enough for you, not deep enough love, what are you robbing her of? She is not the heroine of idol dramas!"

Zhang Xiaojian quickly took two puffs of cigarette and snuffed out the cigarette butt, looking a little vain: "Okay, in fact, I'm just a little unwilling." ”

Poplar continued: "As much as I'd love to see the priest asking the bride in reality: 'Do you agree to marry XX?' and there's an SB shouting 'I don't agree' at the bottom, but I don't want that SB to be you. ”

Zhang Xiaojian nodded in agreement.

Bai Yang was a little angry, and before he finished smoking this cigarette, he lit another cigarette and said, "How old is Zhao Linlin? Twenty-four this year, do you know how old the man she married?"

Zhang Xiaojian has been avoiding all questions about Zhao Linlin for the past three months, and of course he doesn't know this information: "How old?"

Bai Yang said: "Forty-five, you shouldn't call your husband, you should call your uncle." ”

Saying that, he waved his hand: "Don't tell me that maybe Linlin really likes him, if he is not a company executive, with an annual salary of one million and drives Daben, there is a little girl in her twenties who will marry him? ”

Zhang Xiaojian was amused, laughed twice, and sighed in his heart that he was an ordinary person after all.

Poplar stopped talking, leaned back in his chair, looked at the stained but still spinning electric fan above the shop, and listened to the laughter and noise in his ears, and his mood became depressed.

I don't know if I remembered the girl he liked.

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At 5 p.m., the front of the Samsung Karrie Hotel was crowded.

Countless luxury cars lined up and guests took their seats, which was very lively.

On the green lawn, children are frolicking with balloons, and guests in costume are holding goblets with smiles on their faces.

Lawn weddings are now in vogue, and lawn weddings in the second-tier city of Jiangcheng are mostly a mix of Chinese and Western, stripping away the really rich people who go abroad to charter a wedding charter to pick up friends and family.

Therefore, the traditional ceremonial table is still at the entrance of the venue, so the long tables on the scene are also placed with the necessary liquor and beer for Chinese weddings.

Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang, who sat in the noodle restaurant for an afternoon, came a little late, although the three donkeys did not have the problem of traffic jams, but it was difficult to find a place to park in the commercial area.

Although the ceremony has not yet begun, a famous master of ceremonies has already urged the guests to take their seats.

The two walked through the palatial hotel lobby and met an acquaintance when they entered the ceremony venue, Su Yu.

Today, Su Yu is particularly beautiful, not only wearing exquisite makeup, but also wearing a white dress that can highlight her delicate figure.

The only thing that is not very coordinated is the LV bag she is carrying, it is estimated that this bag is not her own, but Zhao Linlin's.

Bridesmaids are the drudgery of friends, and the best girlfriends are obviously helping the bride receive gifts, and this bag should be full of red envelopes.

The first time he saw Zhang Xiaojian coming, Su Yu's face showed an unnatural look, as if asking, why are you here?

But of course he wouldn't say that, he just said in a salty and nonchalant manner: "Baiyang, Xiaojian's side, the old classmates are all at that table." ”

Following her slender fingers, she could get very close, and there were many familiar faces on the table closest to the exit.

Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang quickly sat down and greeted each other again.

It's just that everyone's faces will show a little surprise, they all know the relationship between Zhang Xiaojian and today's bride Zhao Linlin, and they don't understand why Zhang Xiaojian is here.

However, even if the EQ is low, people will not ask anything in front of Zhang Xiaojian that they shouldn't ask.

And so the most boring part begins.

An old classmate accidentally dropped a bunch of keys with BMW printed on them.

Naturally, a girl immediately asked, "Lao Han is okay now, he is driving a BMW?"

The old Han who deliberately dropped the car key hurriedly showed his humility: "I didn't earn it myself, my dad didn't fill it up, so I bought one with the lowest price." ”

"It doesn't matter if the price is low or not, BMW is BMW, where is Lao Han high now?"

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This kind of comparison and display between classmates is difficult to avoid in any class reunion.

Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang were a little annoyed when they heard it.

Thankfully, they arrived late and the ceremony began quickly.

First of all, it is a piece of passionate music, which is neither local nor foreign.

Under the master's clever words, the scene was forced to burst into applause many times.

In the applause, the forty-five-year-old groom came to the main stage with a spring breeze on his face.

The emcee naturally teased the groom, and many people let out sincere laughter, and after the laughter, of course, the "Wedding March" sounded that everyone was very familiar with.

'Dangdangdang, dangdangdang......

The bride Zhao Linlin made a grand appearance in a long-tailed wedding dress, and the six bridesmaids behind her were showing off their flowers, and the stars were holding the moon and walking slowly with her.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was sitting in the corner, naturally fixed his gaze on Zhao Linlin's body.

Zhao Linlin is very beautiful today, her exquisite makeup makes her look forward to it, and the smile and expectation in her eyes can't be faked, but it makes Zhang Xiaojian feel extremely strange.

A trace of pain came from his left arm, Zhang Xiaojian looked at Bai Yang, who was sitting on his left hand, and found that he had a serious look with a strong warning on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian knew what to warn him and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Zhang Xiaojian is indeed fine.

He found that after seeing Zhao Linlin's smile full of happiness and expectation, the only trace of ordinary people in his heart would be unwilling, so all the previous childish thoughts were naturally overturned.

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The Tiffany brand diamond ring was placed on Zhao Linlin's finger, and the audience erupted in cheers and screams, startling several white doves to fly into the sky.

Under the introduction of the master of ceremonies, a foreign priest and uncle appeared in people's sight with a Bible, and when he stood still, the old-fashioned lines and not fluent Chinese blurted out, which was particularly sacred.

"Groom, are you willing to take Miss Zhao Linlin as your wife, whether she is poor or rich, healthy or sick, are you willing to love her, protect her, and live her life?"

"I do. ”

"Bride, are you willing to marry Mr. Gu Yande, whether you are poor or rich, healthy or sick, are you willing to love him and take care of him for the rest of your life?"

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Bai Yang's right hand pressed against Zhang Xiaojian's left leg, and the green tendons burst out, with great force.

He was afraid that this guy would really act irrationally at such a moment, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaojian had no intention of getting up, and naturally he would not stage the ultimate drama of an eternal idol drama.

Soon, the sentence 'I do' in Zhao Linlin's mouth clearly reached everyone's ears.

Poplar let out a sigh of relief and picked up the goblet with half a glass of champagne poured in front of him.

Zhang Xiaojian knew what Baiyang meant, and also raised his wine glass.

Poplar's tone was slightly picky, and he said with a question: "Have you turned the page?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled, his tone sank, and he nodded affirmatively: "Actually, I have already turned the page." ”

The two clinked glasses and drank them all.

I pursed my lips and felt that the champagne tasted a little like apple juice.

Then Zhang Xiaojian picked up the pink cloth bag at his feet and hugged it, and looked at the ceremonial table.

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking that it would be over when the page was turned over, but looking at Zhang Xiaojian's actions, it seemed...

He didn't know what the reason for Zhang Xiaojian to go to the ceremonial account table was now, but he was sure that it wasn't a smashing scene, because Zhang Xiaojian looked relaxed now.

It seems that something has been completely put down, but in short, it is not the same as before I came here.