Just after the operation, Zhao Yuan received a call from Zhang Kangnian.
"Haozi came to Baiyun on a business trip. I will set up a game tonight. Can you participate?"
Meng Hao is different from other university classmates. He is a roommate in a dormitory and has always been in contact with Zhao Yuan.
Meng Hao has come to Baiyun frequently in the past few years, but he has almost never met Zhao Yuan.
Mainly because Zhao Yuan was busy and Meng Hao didn't want to trouble anyone.
Zhao Yuan packed up, followed the address, and arrived on time.
When Zhang Kangnian saw Zhao Yuan appear, he immediately stood up and went to greet him.
Zhao Yuan did not expect that Zhang Kangnian called out many people. In addition to Meng Hao, there were also several familiar faces, all of whom were classmates working in Baiyun.
However, compared with Zhao Yuan and others, several other students were not so lucky in development. They either entered inferior hospitals or worked in industries other than hospitals.
Zhao Yuan spotted Meng Hao at a glance from the crowd.
After not seeing each other for a few years, Meng Hao's face had lost collagen, the lines between his eyebrows had deepened, his eyes had become tough and a little less agile, and his hair was missing a lot.
Zhao Yuan stepped forward and hugged Meng Hao.
Meng Hao patted Zhao Yuan on the shoulder, "You haven't changed at all, kid. I even think you've become more handsome."
Zhao Yuan joked, "No matter how handsome you are, you can't compare to the handsome guy in the courtyard!"
Meng Hao laughed loudly, "Not only has your position improved, but your emotional intelligence has also skyrocketed. He is quite humorous. Do you need me to introduce him to you?"
Zhao Yuan rolled his eyes at Meng Hao angrily, "We are all classmates, what do you want to introduce?"
Zhao Yuan then exchanged greetings with several classmates with whom he had little contact.
They also introduced their current situation.
There was a female classmate among them, and Zhao Yuan did not dare to recognize her at first.
This female classmate had some buck teeth at the time, but after entering the society, she immediately had her teeth corrected. Based on Zhao Yuan's experience, it was judged that other places had been tampered with.
Later, I learned about it and found out that my female classmate worked as the chief surgeon at a national chain of plastic surgery hospitals, and I immediately understood.
"Dean Zhao, many of my female colleagues are fans of yours. Why don't you sign?" The female classmate's name is Fan Ying. She is dressed more fashionably. Her top is a tight-fitting bottoming shirt that shows off her figure. She takes off her outer clothes. The clothes immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Judging from where Fan Ying was sitting, Meng Hao had a good relationship with her.
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "We are all classmates, but it's a bit unfamiliar for you to call me dean. As for signatures, we doctors are not like the entertainment industry."
Fan Ying shrugged, "Don't underestimate your popularity. You're even more famous than those entertainment stars. Let's take a photo to save my colleagues from calling me bragging next time!"
Zhao Yuan said quickly, "It's OK to take a photo, but signatures are not required."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Ying came over, at a wrong angle. From the photo, it looked like they were almost face to face.
Fan Ying then posted the photo to Moments.
Immediately, she looked at Zhao Yuan in surprise and asked strangely, "Do you have any dealings with Lu Wenwen?"
Zhao Yuan was startled, "I went to Shaanzhou on a business trip and met Lu Wenwen once. Occasionally during holidays, she would send me blessing messages."
Fan Ying suddenly realized, "Wenwen and I are roommates. She complained, why didn't she call her at the class reunion?"
Meng Hao smiled and said, ""Lu Wenwen did pursue Zhao Si back then, but was ruthlessly rejected. "
Everyone's gossip hearts were instantly ignited.
Zhao Yuan couldn't laugh or cry, "How could such a thing happen? Haozi, please don't slander me."
Meng Hao laughed loudly, "Okay, mainly because you are still single and many people are watching you. If you have a partner, who would dare to spread rumors?"
I don’t know who said, “It’s not that Mr. Zhao doesn’t have a partner, he just wants to study in Mai Country!”
Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, thinking of Liusha who was far away at Juos University Hospital, and shook his head slightly.
Jokes and gossip can quickly bring old classmates closer together.
Zhao Yuan did not expect that there were so many classmates working in Baiyun.
The main reason is that the economy in southern Hunan is not as good as that in Guangdong Province. Many students see the high income in Baiyun and come to work here.
"Actually, we get together every year, but you rarely attend." Fan Ying's personality is more direct, "In the future, you should meet more with old classmates like us."
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Definitely, definitely!"
After a while, the food was served.
Eat and talk at the same time.
Some people complained that Zhao Yuan did not drink.
Someone immediately helped Zhao Yuan to rescue him. If you use your words, he will use his knife. You two are different, so don't mess around.
This is the reality.
Once you reach a certain level, if you don’t want to drink, no one will force you.
On the contrary, if your rank is not enough, if you want to toast others, you must be mentally prepared to see whether the other party will give you a chance.
However, everyone knows that Zhao Yuan is Tianhua's first sword.
He doesn't drink alcohol, so he's not an arrogant person.
After drinking for a while, Fan Yingfei wanted to pull Zhao Yuan to drink, "Classmate Zhao, I must declare that I followed Lu Wenwen's wishes. I will send it to Lu Wenwen later and ask her to use AI to change her face and re-photograph the picture. Generate it.”
Under the cheers of the crowd, Zhao Yuan reluctantly picked up the juice and had a drink with Fan Ying. He couldn't help but think in his heart, no wonder there is a saying that at a class reunion, a pair is a pair after being separated.
After several years of ravages from society, everyone has become more mature and stable, and has become rational and restrained in their feelings. But when we see our classmates from school again, it will be easy for us to have beautiful emotions in our hearts.
Especially in the eyes of female classmates, outstanding male students not only have something in common, but are also more responsible. It is easy for their souls to leave their bodies and their bodies to escape.
After dinner, everyone made a fuss about singing.
Zhao Yuan was too embarrassed to refuse. Meng Hao saw what Zhao Yuan was thinking and came to the rescue with a smile, "You go to the KTV first. Zhao Yuan and I have something to talk privately. Send me the address later and I will take him along."
Zhao Yuan and Meng Hao sat in front of the bus stop for a while.
"Haozi, is something wrong with you?" Zhao Yuan asked directly.
Meng Hao shook his head, "What can I do? Stop being suspicious."
Seeing what Meng Hao said, Zhao Yuan did not ask further questions.
Meng Hao's father retired from the hospital management last year, and Meng Hao's work was not as smooth as before.
He was frequently ostracized in the department, and not long ago he got news that his father was involved in a case.
Meng Hao knew his father's character well and did not do anything illegal or disciplinary.
However, when something goes wrong, someone has to take the responsibility. My father takes a back seat and becomes the first choice for some people.
Meng Hao came to Baiyun on a business trip, but he was actually looking for a job.
The interview was good and I was treated like a deputy director.
Although it is a private hospital and has to start over, the income is good enough to support the family.
He had not seen Zhao Yuan for a long time, and he was very excited at first, but when the wind blew and his body cooled down, Meng Hao inevitably felt discouraged.
Within a few years, the gap between himself and Zhao Yuan had become so wide.
