Chapter 638

The restaurant is not far from the K hall. Ling Qingyu didn't eat his favorite dishes for dinner for more than 20 years. He didn't feel enough to eat them. The party simply walked over and ate them as a snack.

It gets dark early in winter, and the huge neon lights on the times K hall have been lit, reflecting the confused colors on the snow, just like the crowded crowd in front of the door and the cars parked on the parking lot.

"Why are there so many people in today's era?" Ling Qingyu didn't realize that the era opened a few years ago. Although it used to be a beautiful place, it has been deserted since several larger, newer, more luxurious and more playable stores opened on the bar street. Unexpectedly, there are so many people here today.

"I heard that the bar street was closed for rectification, so they all moved here." Zhouziqing road.

"Hey! Zhouziqing!" A luxury car stopped by the side of the road. A man with a shaved flat head poked his head out of the window and shouted. Then he turned around and saw Ling Qingyu. He was stunned. He opened the door and ran down, shouting, "Hey, isn't this Ling Qingyu? Haven't seen you for so many years, and your figure is still plump."

"Yes, you are still prehistoric." Ling Qingyu stepped back and laughed.

The man touched his head and raised his chest. The oil light on his high forehead reflected the faint light in the neon light. He snorted coldly, "hum, don't you know that the older it is now, the more valuable it is!"

"Yes, you are the most valuable." Zhou Ziqing pushed him and said with a smile, "how come president Hou is getting more and more proud now."

"That's!" Hou yuan smiled and turned around with a little resentment: "if you had chosen me, you wouldn't have been bullied so much!"

"Me?" Ling Qingyu pointed to himself and looked at Zhou Ziqing inexplicably.

Zhou Ziqing turned her head in embarrassment, and her heart was very depressed. At the beginning, Ling Qingyu notified them as soon as her divorce was successful, and then she disappeared. At that time, she hated Shu Qifan in her heart. She scolded the family that was inferior to pigs and dogs in several good middle school classmates, but she forgot that this guy was also there at that time.

"Don't say you don't remember? I bought mung bean popsicles to confess to you!" Looking at Ling Qingyu's face, Hou yuan couldn't help shouting.

"No, didn't you say you gave me an apology?"

"Make amends? You beat me to the ground at that time! It's so heavy that I sat directly on my waist and almost broke my waist. Why should I make amends for you!"

"That's not because you call me fat pig?"

"You scolded me first for being an ape!"

"I said, two..." Zhou Ziqing pulled two cockfighting people and pointed to the eyes on both sides. Haven't seen you for more than ten years. Do you two want this? Isn't it humiliating to say such a thing?

auzw. Com "cough." Hou yuan tidied up the famous brand suit on his lower body and said with a serious appearance, "I don't have the same general knowledge as you."

"This gentleman," said Yan San, who was stunned by the past when his wife beat a man (should be a boy) to the ground with a sitting man when he was in middle school (he was told in the relearned vocabulary that it was about 13 to 15 years old), hugged Ling Qingyu's waist and said with a smile that he thought was very kind, "why don't I fight with you now?"

"Ah?" Hou yuan was stunned, and then instinctively perceived the crisis. What happened to the hand around her waist? What's the matter with this tone? And what's the matter with the hostile and cold eyes? Isn't it a divorce?

"Oh, Mr. Hou, I arrived so early!" A tall fat man squeezed out of the crowd on one side and shouted, "Why are you still standing here? Get in quickly. I'll tell you, I'll pack this field today, and I'll invite all of it! Don't rob me. Hey, this is Zhou Ziqing? This is Ling Qingyu? Wow, the two beauties haven't changed for 20 years! Come on, give your brother a hug!"

With his arms outstretched and his yellow teeth open, the fat man was ready to give a warm hug. As soon as he stretched forward, he was blocked by a hand, making him unable to move at all. He was surprised to see the extremely burly man who seemed to suddenly appear.

"Hi, Mr. Zhao, Ling Qingyu! Long time no see!" Hua Nian got out of the car and asked his wife to stop first. He walked over with a smile and said, "what is this? What are you doing at the door? Go in! Sheng Wang and they are all here."

The fat man took a step back, and Zhou Ziqing pulled Ling Qingyu and walked inside.

Hua Nian pulled the fat man for a moment, looked at the men who had obvious bad faces just now, followed Zhou Ziqing and Ling Qingyu into the room, and whispered, "what are you doing?"

The fat man said, "I haven't done anything. I haven't seen you for so long. Can't you hug me? Who is that?"

Just like you, do you want to take the opportunity to wipe off the oil? Hua Nian smiled and said, "don't blame the old classmate for not reminding him. You can't beat Mr. Zhao." I saw with my own eyes how those two people beat people.

The fat man snorted, and a sneer flashed on his face. When he was in middle school, he was completely excluded. Now he has made a lot of money and is rich. Today, he came with the purpose of making those male students bow their heads and female students look at each other differently. Hum, can't he fight? That man is really tall and looks like he can't fight, but now in society, it's not about size, but... Money!

Looking at the eyes of the fat man, his eyes suddenly burned with a dirty flame, and Hua Nian secretly laughed in his heart. In his three years of high school, the fat man was ugly, his grades were bad, and he was particularly obscene and lecherous. He often used his hands on girls. Once he attacked the most beautiful Deng Jie in the class, which annoyed Ling Qingyu and was directly beaten by Ling Qingyu. Since then, he couldn't lift his head in the class.

Today, I don't want revenge, do I?

That's really a good show!

The students' party was scheduled for the largest box upstairs, which can accommodate hundreds of people. There were thirty or forty people sitting on the sofa divided into several pieces in the box. The fat man rushed in ahead of the crowd and shouted, "Yo, my dear students, long time no see! Today everyone let go of the game, and it's mine tonight! Don't rob me, Mr. Hou!"

When reading, I pay attention to the pure feelings of classmates, but twenty years later, my personality and appearance preferences are not a problem. Whether I have power or not, and whether I can become my own help is the key. The first is to show off my achievements, and the second is to re-establish new social relations.

Therefore, fat people and rich people like Mr. Hou, who have done a lot of business, are naturally the first people to make friends with.

The box became lively. People got up one after another to say hello to fat man and President Hou. They rushed up smartly and colluded with them.