Li Wenhui's words made Wang Yanli unhappy, so she mocked: "I heard that someone became a celebrity overnight in college."
After hearing this, Li Wenhui stood up angrily and slapped the table hard, pointed at Wang Yanli's nose and cursed: "Who are you talking about? You, please be careful."
"I don't know who it is. At that time, I heard that the shameless things about someone and someone suddenly became public, and the whole school didn't know how uproar it was. Oh, it's amazing. It's a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years." Wang Yanli saw that Li Wenhui was so angry that she deliberately raised her voice so that all the students present could hear her.
"You..." At this time, Li Wenhui looked ferocious, furious, and stretched out her hand to slap him.
Zhong Futao, who was sitting next to Li Wenhui, smiled awkwardly and wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow into. He never expected that someone would remember this even after several years.
Because Li Wenhui was wearing a light red dress today, with short hair, a wavy perm like her mother's, and heavy makeup on her face, if she scraped it off with a spoon, she would be able to scrape out a pound.
Zhong Futao hurriedly stood up and pulled her back. However, because Li Wenhui moved too much, the skirt straps on his shoulders slipped down, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
"Okay, stop laughing." Zhong Futao never expected that today's class reunion would be so embarrassing.
"Okay Yanli, stop making trouble." He Xiaojing, who was beside her, couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Wang Yanli to signal her to sit down.
"I'm so angry, huh." Li Wenhui glanced at Wang Yanli and He Xiaojing who were sitting opposite her, and muttered secretly.
Yang Mo, on the other hand, sat there and watched the two people quarreling without saying a word the whole time, because he knew that Li Wenhui was not quarreling with his wife, but his wife's best friend, and Wang Yanli had never met him, let alone talked about it. It was an acquaintance, so he treated it as if he were watching a show.
But what he didn't notice was that during the quarrel between Wang Yanli and Li Wenhui just now, Zhong Futao kept staring at him with disdain, as if he and Yang Mo had a sworn hatred.
When the waiter brought the dishes, Zhong Futao spoke.
"Dear classmates, it is a rare opportunity for us classmates to get together today, so I have decided that I will pay all the expenses for today. Everyone can eat and drink well."
"Wow, Mr. Zhong is so domineering."
"Thank you Mr. Zhong"
"Young Master Zhong is so awesome!"
Other students also stood up and toasted to Zhong Futao one after another. Only Yang Mo, He Xiaojing and her best friend were eating by themselves, ignoring Zhong Futao and treating him as nothing.
"Some people, when someone pays for her, they don't come over to offer a toast to thank her. They just eat there by themselves, like wild beggars who appear out of nowhere." Li Wenhui saw Wang Yanli and the others sitting on her own The other person didn't say a word, so he found an opportunity to ridicule and repay the loss he suffered just now.
"What are you talking about? Who said we need him to pay for us? We pay for the food ourselves." Wang Yanli stood up and retorted.
Seeing this, Zhong Futao hurriedly grabbed Li Wenhui and motioned her to sit down.
The reason why Zhong Futao was so polite to Li Wenhui was that Zhong Futao was not afraid of Li Wenhui, but was just caught out.
After Li Wenhui invited Zhong Futao to open a room in college, Li Wenhui secretly installed a hidden camera in her mobile phone and recorded the entire process between herself and Zhong Futao.
Afterwards, Li Wenhui always used this to threaten Zhong Futao to give him 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses, otherwise the video would be published online and his reputation would be ruined.
"You loser, are you so afraid of them?" Li Wenhui looked at the cowering Zhong Futao and cursed.
"I...I." Zhong Zhentao was so scared that he couldn't speak.
Zhong Futao was silent for a while, sorting out his thoughts in his mind, then took Li Wenhui to sit down and said, "Okay, whether or not to toast is someone else's business.
Yang Mo on the side was eating by himself and ignored these people.
After a while, the scene became much quieter. On the surface, Zhong Futao seemed to be smiling, but in fact, he already wanted to tear Li Wenhui off piece by piece. He secretly muttered in his heart: "Damn, this bitch has ruined my good deeds time and time again."
He originally wanted to find an opportunity to humiliate Yang Mo, but Li Wenhui always made trouble at every turn, so he could only endure it.
At this time, Zhong Futao also started to be polite to Yang Mo: "How is Brother Yang eating here?"
"Very good, the food here is very good." After saying that, he started eating again.
"Haha, if Brother Yang goes to work for my dad, he can come here to eat every day in the future."
"I just heard downstairs that Brother Yang has a high school degree and works as a security guard?" Seeing that Yang Mo ignored him, Zhong Futao asked knowingly, just to anger Yang Mo and make him feel ashamed.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Yang Mo put down his chopsticks and looked up at Zhong Futao, wanting to see what he was going to say.
"I mean, since you are Xiaojing's husband, and Xiaojing and I were very good classmates in college, I want to help you." Zhong Futao saw that Yang Mo was about to take the bait, so he directly showed off his cards and spoke out.
"Oh, your salary is very high?" Yang Mo saw him smiling and asked deliberately.
"How much is your monthly salary as a security guard now? I'll give you double it."
Zhong Futao thought that Yang Mo's job as a security guard would only cost two thousand yuan a month. What he said would make him beg for help.
At that time, as long as Yang Mo goes to the construction site and Zhong Futao finds a few people to beat him up, he can make He Xiaojing obey him. If it doesn't work, he can use coercion and inducement to ruin her reputation, and threaten her with the same method that Li Wenhui threatened him.
"One hundred thousand." Yang Mo said casually when he saw that he was finding fault with him.
"What? A shabby security guard earns 100,000 yuan a month? This is really cool. As expected, he has no ability, but he is good at bragging." Hearing Yang Mo say this, Li Wenhui burst into laughter.
Wang Yanli, who was next to He Xiaojing, was also surprised. She looked at Yang Mo, and then at He Xiaojing. She was thinking about why her best friend's husband liked to brag so much. She just saw Yang Mo being a taciturn person downstairs, and she didn't expect to say anything. There is no drafting when speaking.
He Xiaojing blushed instantly when she heard her husband's words, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Brother, are you bragging? There are security guards out there who can earn a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan."
Zhong Futao suspected that Yang Mo was teasing him and wanted to curse, but he thought that he could not lose his composure in front of He Xiaojing, so he endured it.
"believe it or not."
Yang Mo said casually, not thinking about explaining, because judging from the situation just now, he and Li Wenhui didn't have an easy life. They just wanted to finish their meal as soon as possible and go home with their wives early.
"Xiaojing, is it true? Does your husband really earn a hundred thousand a month as a security guard?" Zhong Futao looked at He Xiaojing, expecting to get an answer from her, and asked.
He Xiaojing blushed and didn't know how to answer. She looked at Yang Mo. Yang Mo also signaled her to tell the truth, so he said, "No, my husband only earns three thousand a month as a security guard in a hotel."
At this time, the tables next to him were filled with other students laughing. Even Zhong Futao and Li Wenhui laughed heartily.
When Wang Yanli saw this, she coughed twice and deliberately buried her head under the table to tie her shoelaces. In fact, she was also snickering because she also thought her best friend's husband was quite humorous.
Yang Mo sat calmly, looking directly at Zhong Futao, and then lit a cigarette.
"It turns out that I was afraid that others would know that my salary was low, so I pretended to be rich. I thought I was so powerful. Man, it's better to be down-to-earth." When Li Wenhui got the chance, she ridiculed him without giving him any chance, while He Xiaojing continued Without even looking at her.
"Husband, what's going on with you today?" He Xiaojing tugged at the corner of Yang Mo's clothes and muttered.
"Leave me alone."
Zhong Futao, who had just finished laughing, became serious. He looked at the cigarette in Yang Mo's hand. He knew that it cost less than ten yuan, and he found another opportunity to ridicule Yang Mo.
"Brother Yang, what are you smoking? It looks expensive." Zhong Futao said jokingly.
"It's not expensive, only five yuan a pack."
At this time, there was another burst of laughter in the private room, just like a group of people watching a comedy movie in the cinema, and Yang Mo was the funny male protagonist in the movie, specializing in making the audience laugh from ear to ear.
"Oh, you made me laugh so hard. I really came to the right place today. I was able to eat delicious food and laugh to my heart's content. I am really satisfied physically and mentally."
"Brother, you're going to make me laugh."
Although everyone was laughing, only Zhong Futao and Li Wenhui laughed the longest.
Zhong Futao was smiling and thinking in his mind: Boy, if you want to fight with me, you are too young. I just swore that I would humiliate you.
"That's enough, Zhong Futao, my husband has provoked you. What does his salary and the cigarettes he smokes have to do with you?" He Xiaojing stood up, with a hint of coldness in her words.
"I'm sorry, Xiaojing, it's all my fault. I shouldn't laugh at your husband." After saying that, Zhong Futao had roughly guessed what kind of person Yang Mo was.
He now knows that Yang Mo is a freeloader. With a salary of three thousand yuan a month and He Xiaojing's pretty face, there is no need for Zhong Futao to pretend, so he casually took out a few wads of cash from his bag and handed it over. To He Xiaojing.
"Xiaojing, this is my intention, please accept it." Zhong Futao looked sincere, waiting for He Xiaojing's reaction.
He knew that only money could charm He Xiaojing and make her stay away from Yang Mo.
"Zhong Futao, what do you mean?" He Xiaojing was frightened when she saw Zhong Futao's move.
Wang Yanli on the side also widened her eyes and thought to herself, this Zhong Futao is really not a human being. It turns out that he was just touching Yang Mo's background just now, so that he can know that he is a poor boy, and now he is using money to make He Xiaojing fall in love with her.
However, Zhong Futao didn't know that the He family was not short of money. When he was in college, Zhong Futao didn't know that He Xiaojing was more or less born into a family with a little money.
By doing this, Zhong Futao could only disgust He Xiaojing again.
"Xiaojing, I like you." Zhong Futao then took out a small black box from his bag. When he opened it, there was a sparkling ring.
Everyone around was stunned and shouted: "Marry him, marry him, marry him..."
They had completely forgotten that Yang Mo next to them was He Xiaojing's husband.
In this romantic restaurant, a class reunion turned into a proposal scene. If Yang Mo didn't come to accompany his wife today, something would happen that he couldn't even imagine.
At this time, Zhong Futao looked proud, completely ignoring Yang Mo's feelings, and even rolled his eyes at him from the corner of his eye.
"Zhong Futao, what do you want to do? I'm already married. Take it away."
Because there was noisy noise from classmates everywhere, even though He Xiaojing raised her voice, it was still suppressed.
"Xiaojing, I know, but I don't care. If you don't marry me today, I won't be able to kneel down." After saying that, Zhong Futao became shameless, holding a small box with a ring inside in both hands. Kneel down and reach out to He Xiaojing.
Yang Mo's expression on the side did not change, but he calmly smoked a cigarette to see what Zhong Futao wanted to do.
During this period of time, since Yang Mo took over the Haibin KTV, he has been studying all the time. He has gained certain understanding and opinions from books and human relations. In the past, Yang Mo went from swallowing his anger to being irritable and then to being calm and calm now. Even He Xiaojing didn't know the changes were so drastic.
Wang Yanli saw that her best friend was helpless by Zhong Futao, so she also stood up to speak for her.
At the same time, she also glanced at Yang Mo, who was sitting on a stool with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette. She couldn't understand why someone proposed to him in front of his wife and still looked so calm. She really felt sorry for He Xiaojing. She couldn't understand her at all. Is my best friend out of her mind? Why did she choose such a bragging and timid husband?
"Zhong Futao, you are so shameless. Do you still remember those disgusting things you did in college?" Wang Yanli stood up and cursed.
But when Zhong Futao knew that Yang Mo was just a poor loser, he was not afraid.
"What are you talking about? What disgusting thing? Why don't I know? I only know that I have always liked Xiaojing during college."
When Zhong Futao said this, his face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat. He didn't care about the shameful things that had happened in the past. Now he just wanted to hug the beauty back.
"We, Mr. Zhong, are proposing to you to compliment you. Don't act like you are too high to reach." Li Wenhui looked at He Xiaojing proudly.
"You two are really a match made in heaven. Why don't you get married together? Have you forgotten that you were once a famous celebrity in college." Wang Yanli looked at Li Wenhui and recounted the past events from college.
"Hmph, you are the boss in the school..."
Li Wenhui was about to say this when Yang Mo, who had finished smoking, stood up and said coldly: "Can you be quiet? Everyone."
At this time, everyone in the box became quiet.
"You are also a talented person. When you were in college, you followed one girl after another to rent a house, and now you are still licking your face to propose to my wife. Do you think I am nothing?"
Yang Mo looked at Zhong Futao and asked lightly. It wasn't that he didn't want to stand up and speak, but he wanted to see what kind of tricks Zhong Futao wanted to play. Yang Mo could also see at this moment that this Zhong Futao just wanted to let him hand over his background and understand himself. Is he someone he can afford to offend? I have to say that Zhong Futao played this skill really well.
Zhong Futao snorted coldly, ignored Yang Mo, and continued to kneel on one foot to propose to He Xiaojing.
"Xiaojing, marry me and I will make you happy."
Yang Mo stopped being polite to him, walked up to him, and slapped Zhong Futao with his backhand, causing Zhong Futao to lie on the ground.
"Honey, let's go, this place is a mess." He said, holding He Xiaojing's hand and about to go out, followed by Wang Yanli.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Yang Mo with disbelief.
"This kid is crazy. He even dares to hit Mr. Zhong. How brave he is."
"I'm going to suffer a lot now."
"Yes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Everyone was talking about it, but Yang Mo ignored the group of people and was about to walk out the door. Suddenly Zhong Futao stood up, gritted his teeth, stared at Yang Mo fiercely, and said: "Stop, boy, you want to leave after beating me, I Let you go? Do you know who I am?"
"Oh, I'm curious about who you are?" Yang Mo stopped and turned to look at Zhong Futao.
"I am a subordinate of Lord Hong Tianba, and he runs this Xihua Mansion."
Zhong Futao was obviously beaten so hard by Yang Mo that he started to jump over the wall, and now he wanted to kill him.
Yang Mo looked at him and thought it was ridiculous and hateful: "So what, what does it have to do with me?"
"I want to leave after you hit me. If you are capable, just wait for me and see if I, Mr. Hong, don't kill you."
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Hey, Brother Biao, I'm being bullied. That kid is fearless and threatens to beat me to death. Please help me!"
When Zhong Futao called, he turned around and whispered softly.
Normally he couldn't even come into contact with Hong Tianba, let alone his subordinates, so he could only talk in front of Yang Mo.
"What's the matter? I'm very busy."
Ma Biao was very impatient on the other end of the phone. This was because Zhong Futao's father often paid Ma Biao to help him fight. The contractor often defaulted on workers' wages, and sometimes the workers collectively collected debts. In desperation, he paid Ma Biao to come over and help him fight. Fighting by himself, by chance Zhong Futao licked his face and begged to get to know Ma Biao, otherwise Ma Biao would not pay attention to Zhong Futao at all.
"Brother Biao, just this time, if you can come, five hundred thousand will be your little brother." Zhong Futao whispered, looking forward to Ma Biao's face, otherwise he would not be able to pretend to be like this today.
After hearing the news of five hundred thousand, Ma Biao's attitude immediately improved: "Okay, okay, your father and I have been friends for a long time, so I just went there for his sake."
"Considering that my brothers also need food and drink, please send the money over. Remember, I don't ask for this money, it is what my brothers need."
"Right away, Brother Biao, come here now!"
After finishing speaking, Zhong Futao told Ma Biao the address, which hotel, which floor and which room, and then transferred the money to his card.
After receiving the transfer news, Ma Biao also asked his brothers to get ready.
After the five hundred thousand was handed out, Zhong Futao felt vaguely reluctant to give up, but in order to pretend to be a comparison, there was no other way, and he must not lose to others in terms of momentum.
"Boy, my eldest brother will be here soon. You'd better kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise you'll get a good harvest later." Zhong Futao looked at Yang Mo fiercely and said with a proud smile.
Yang Mo smiled half-heartedly, but felt that Zhong Futao was not just an ordinary brainiac, and said, "You really think I'm easy to bully if you propose to my wife in front of her, right? Okay, your eldest brother will come later, I'll take him with me." Fight, it’s a waste of my energy to beat you to death now.”
"What qualifications do you have to dictate to me? I'm a loser. What good can Xiaojing do by following you?" Zhong Futao was furious and cursed Yang Mo with a ferocious face.
A few minutes later, several cars parked downstairs in Xihua Mansion, and the people arriving were none other than Ma Biao and others.
