Chapter 2900

I haven't said a word to them from the beginning to the end. It's not obvious. People don't even care to associate with you. They don't even have the interest to know each other.

Look at Wang Haisong, the new manager of Yuhua who is praised by them. He doesn't even have a familiar face. No matter how high you climb, you will always be a part-time worker in front of others.

But Wang Haisong is the most promising and the strongest one among them. He even disdains to remember his name.

So, what makes Lin Feng flatter these people in line? Just because he used to be one of them, don't tease!

In a word, after such a show, the eyes of the people in the box have changed.

No matter what the reason for Dai Yugang, the person who can make him so low-profile is definitely not the one who can offend him.

"Book poem, this champagne may not be less than a million, can we have a drink?" Yang pangzi came over and asked with a smile.

Dai Yugang left the half meter high bottle of champagne on the table. No one knows the price of the wine, but it's definitely not cheap.

Seeing that he asked, it was impossible for Zhuang Shushi to say that she couldn't drink. She waved her hand: "it's not mine anyway. You can do as you like."

"Then I'm welcome." Yang pangzi poured a cup for himself, but he raised his glass to her and Lin Feng solemnly. "It's just a fat man. I'm Meng Lang, and I don't know beads. I'll ask Shu Shi and Lin Ge not to worry about it. Just let me go like a fart."

Zhuang Shushi was stunned, only to find out how serious he became. He subconsciously looked at Lin Feng, which mainly depended on his attitude.

It was Lin Feng who was offended just now. People stepped on him hard to find superiority from him. It was false to say that he was not angry.

Next to the circle of students are also looking at Lin Feng, some nervous, but also some uneasy, although they can not do the same as a fat man at the helm, no face no skin, does not mean that they will not think.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said faintly: "brother, you don't have to call. The intersection between us is only poetry and books. There won't be any chance to meet in the future. As for what I think in my heart, you don't have to care."

Yang pangzi's face froze as soon as he said this. After years of mixing, he could hear it. People didn't look up to him at all.

What they didn't see was bankruptcy, downfall, and being reduced to the streets. All they saw was Dai Yugang and his family coming to show their respect to him. It's not a concept at all with their imaginary waste of settlement.

Maybe they are very useless, they mess up their business, and they are said to be driven out of their homes, but for such a rich family, maybe they are deliberately doing it.

Let him go bankrupt, can avoid such a large amount of debt, don't drag Zha, as for in private there are ways to let him still live a rich life.

For the people in the upper class, this basic operation is not very normal. Even they can imagine it. Just thinking about it, all their spirits disappear.

Looking at Lin Feng's eyes, more complex, but also a little more awe, together with Zhuang Shushi can feel the change of the students' attitude towards themselves.

Yang chubby smile reluctantly, drink up the wine in the cup, "it's me Meng Lang, this cup is my apology!"

Putting down the cup, he stepped back, regardless of what others thought or thought.

Anyway, he was a little frightened and trembling. Just now, apart from LAN Zhenzhen and Gong Feixia, he danced the most happily. Now, when I think about it, my intestines are going to be blue.

Why do you have to jump out and taunt me when you're OK, mad! The people of the upper class are so insidious that they make your mouth dirty!

Next, no one came out to make amends like him, and no one talked to Lin Feng again. He had just made his gesture clear.

It's made clear that they are not on the same level with you. The only link is Zhuang Shushi, who probably won't come back to this kind of party in the future.

Lin Feng sat in the corner again. Only this time, no one dared to look at him with contempt. Even if he sat still, he didn't make a sound. He meant a lot here.

So far, the promotion banquet completely deviated. The protagonist changed from Wang Haisong and his wife again and again, and finally couldn't pull back.

Before Dai Yugang appeared, people still believed his words, but when he showed up with those dandies, Zhuang Shushi immediately became hot again.

In the final analysis, everything depends on strength. Even people like Dai Yugang are respectful to Lin Feng. The basic style of Zhuang's poetry is stable.

That is to say, Lin Feng's debt can't affect her, otherwise it can't be reopened. They still don't know how to do it. If they follow LAN Zhenzhen's sarcasm, they are looking for death.

On one side, LAN Zhenzhen and Wang Haisong look gloomy, especially Wang Haisong, who was Zha HaoChen's direct confidant, no one knows the situation of each other better than him.

It's true to be in debt. It's true to be driven out of the house and forbidden to contact anyone. Even suicide is true.

He almost gave up the treatment, but how to explain all this? He thought that this guy was alive. That's nothing. He asked the other party to prepare to let the former boss witness his good play.

As a result, the protagonist was robbed, and the face was lost“ You don't mean he's like a dog. Look at the prestige of others. I think you're like a dog! " LAN Zhenzhen secretly pulled him and cursed in a low voice. Wang Haisong was so angry that she almost slapped her on the spot. All of a sudden, the nostrils were a little thick, and his eyes were frightening. He took a look at her and didn't speak. As for the princess Gong Feixia, who has just returned from overseas, her aura has also faded. There are only two or three kittens and dogs around her. She was not interested in taking care of it at all. She dismissed it at random. She was not interested in squeezing in to talk with Zhuang Shushi. On the contrary, she was a little curious about Lin Feng. A pair of dark bright eyes fell on him. He was crazy enough, but it seemed that it was different from what the book and poem said. Is it because after this disaster, I finally know that I have converged a little. However, no matter how much I have converged, I still have those dandies in my heart. They are all rubbish inside, without any connotation and gorgeous appearance. Such a person, and how worthy of poetry, she is so strong, so excellent, should not be committed to such a garbage“ Are you proud to show your superiority in front of these people and make yourself different? "