Text Text_Chapter 62 His class reunion
Bai Tong laughed dryly, and it was rare that he was empty-hearted: these are just thoughts, well, yes, think about her emphasis.
Meng Peiyuan looked at her deeply: In other words, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely put your ideals into reality?
Bai Tongxi admitted that he couldn't talk about him, and after pretending to stretch his waist, he avoided and said: No, I'm dying of sleep, go to sleep
Seeing Meng Peiyuan looking at her with a smile, as if she was watching the clown's clumsy acting skills in a circus, she really wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.
Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Meng Peiyuan's heart moved, and suddenly said: When the business is over, I will take you out to play.
Bai Tong sighed unconcernedly, thinking that he was used to going back on his word, so she just listened to it.
The next day, the President's Office.
After DG's essential oils were officially removed from the shelves of department stores, Meng Peiyuan used the vacated area to display and sell Mir's cosmetics.
Secretary Yingxia: Okay, Mr. Meng, I'll ask someone to replace the DG signboard with Mir's right away.
In the next second, someone pushed the door directly in, and the person who came was Zhou Yibei, who had not been seen for many days.
Meng Peiyuan smiled slightly: What kind of wind is blowing today, blowing you, the little prince of the nightclub, to me?
Zhou Yibei is a well-known gentleman in the circle, he was the eldest in the family when he was a child, and a sister and brother doted on him and let him do whatever he wanted.
As a result, Zhou Yibei was crooked and concentrated on working with women.
In the face of Meng Peiyuan's ridicule, Zhou Yibei retaliated and picked up his tie, and was surprised: bright yellow? When did the abstinent Meng Ershao get into a commotion from the inside out?
Meng Peiyuan slapped his hand away heavily: Say, what's the matter with me?
Zhou Yibei found a place to sit down and took a sip of the tea sent by the secretary: Well, there is a high school reunion tonight, let me ask you if you are free to attend?
Meng Peiyuan asked thoughtfully: Is the teacher going?
Zhou Yibei asked without knowing whether he was alive or dead: Which teacher? Teacher Lu?
This surname made Meng Peiyuan's heart surge with many complicated emotions, and he reached out and threw the steel on the table to Zhou Yibei: Tell the point!
Zhou Yibei turned his head and dodged: The sports committee said that this time only classmates and relatives of classmates are invited, and the teachers are old, let them rest.
Meng Peiyuan's face was expressionless: Isn't the sports commissioner you?
Zhou Yibei nodded with a smile: Don't complain that I don't respect teachers, I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will find some girls to accompany me and make the teachers angry, so wouldn't I be guilty?
Meng Peiyuan paused for two seconds, he had fallen in love with his teacher, he was the real sin, right?
Zhou Yibei put down the teacup and got up: I brought it to you, come on, the female classmates miss you very much, including some male classmates.
Sensing that Meng Peiyuan seemed to be copying things again, Zhou Yibei hurriedly flashed to the door: Remember to bring the one in your family with you!
Meng Peiyuan didn't want to think about it and said: She is not available!
In the evening, Bai Tongxi couldn't go home to cook because of overtime, so he called Meng Peiyuan in advance.
He replied very simply: I also have something to do, so I can't go home for dinner.
The two tacitly reached a consensus.
After Xiaojie waited for Bai Tongxi to finish the call, she came over and said: Sister Bai, the sales of this year's Qixi Festival are 20% higher than last year's profit.
Bai Tongxi swept the dense forms on the computer and said lightly: In fact, it can be higher.
Xiaojie looked at her puzzled.
Bai Tongxi smiled and didn't say much.
The department was busy until 10 o'clock, and Bai Tongxi was trying to sort out the sales report in one go, when he suddenly received a call from Meng Peiyuan.
Picking it up, she asked casually: Are you done entertaining with customers?
Clinker, it was not Meng Peiyuan's voice that sounded on the other side: Brother-in-law, your husband is drinking high in the Royal Entertainment City, please come over and take him back.
When he heard the three words of entertainment city, Bai Tongxi's eyebrows and eyes instantly turned cold, but fortunately, Zhou Yibei quickly explained: Don't get me wrong, it's just a pure class reunion.
Bai Tong regretted that he agreed: let him wait!
Royal Casino.
Zhou Yibei, who ended the call, raised his eyebrows, Meng Peiyuan, the hidden wife, was domineering, and the last sentence was the same as the queen's order, and even he had a little respect.
Shen Congliang next to him saw what Zhou Yibei was holding in his hand, and didn't understand: Hey, what are you doing with Peiyuan's mobile phone if you have nothing to do!
Hush! The mobile phone was stolen when Meng Peiyuan went to the bathroom, and Zhou Yibei quietly put it back in place, and turned his head to explain to Shen Congliang: I am doing an experiment.
Shen Congliang reacted: Something to do with Peiyuan?
Zhou Yibei seemed to be smiling: You don't know yet, Peiyuan can't be other women except for his wife.
Shen Congliang was dumbfounded: My day, true love!
Zhou Yibei smiled strangely: but he only said that he loved her body.
Shen Congliang is categorical: I don't believe it, he was a tsundere prince when he was in school!
Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth I just called his wife to come and pick him up if pei yuan really has a heart for her eighty percent will introduce her identity to her old classmates if it is
The voice gradually lowered, and the meaning behind Zhou Yibei was obvious.
Shen Congliang didn't know what to say, so he pointed at him and scolded.
Meng Peiyuan, who washed his face in the bathroom, has sobered up a lot, and since he had a relationship with Bai Tongxi due to alcohol, he has tried his best to keep himself awake every time he socializes, and resolutely does not let similar accidents happen.
Back in the box, the sound of discussion inside poured into his ears.
Student A: I saw today that our teacher Lu uploaded a WeChat picture, which is a picture of two figures facing each other in the sunset, you say, is there something wrong with Mr. Lu's marriage?
Student B, wondering: Which teacher Lu, why am I not impressed?
Classmate A sighed: You forgot, in the year of the college entrance examination, our language teacher had cirrhosis of the liver, and asked Lu Sixuan to take the class, Lu Sixuan is called a beauty, if it weren't for the fact that she was a substitute teacher and only stayed in our school for a month, I would definitely get her!
Hi! It turned out to be her! Classmate B felt the same way: By the way, you just said that her marriage was a red light? No, such an intellectually beautiful stunner, who married it and didn't serve it as a baby? But then again, the scandal between Meng Ershao and Teacher Lu was very popular, and it was said that they were about to get married
Meng Peiyuan stood alone at the door, listening to the gossip of his male classmates about Lu Sixuan, and suddenly felt unprecedentedly lonely.