Seeing this, Zhang Fan was stunned.

Two pieces of beer, blow it in one breath? This is not how people who beat iron play!

Besides, isn’t this Chiluoluo’s humiliation for a bottle of beer?

Zhang Fan thought the class reunion was just a little distorted, but he didn't expect that the so-called class reunion had deteriorated to this extent.

In fact, there are quite a lot of similar things, and there are also reports on the news. There are even people who directly throw money at the party, scattering money crazily, and spending more than 100,000 yuan in one breath. Many students at the table just lie on the ground to pick up money.

The so-called social atmosphere has begun to be deviated and full of material desires, but this is the case.

The other students looked at the cash on the table and started to make excuses.

"Hold the grass, one hundred yuan per bottle? Brother Sheng, otherwise I will do this job for me!"

"I want to do it, Qing. I won't fall if I don't fall. I won't fall if I don't fall. I won't float if I don't float. Didn't I say, give me half an hour, and the cliff will finish him!"

"Zhang Fan, aren't you good at drinking in high school? Look at you." Wang Yu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Fan, "Yang Sheng has no other meaning. Two beer, more than two thousand yuan. After you drink it, you can buy a small electric donkey to improve your life..."

Almost all the old classmates on the third floor and their wives and husbands stood up and looked at the table where Zhang Fan was in the middle.

Most of these people were making fun of each other, and most of them were watching the fun. Most of them were almost flattering to Yang Sheng, the host of the class reunion. Only a small group of people frowned and realized that it was not so appropriate to make up for the class reunion, so they were silent.

As everyone's eyes looked at, Zhang Fan frowned and said in a deep voice: "One hundred yuan per bottle of beer... it's too cheap, I can't get used to it!"

"Haha! Holding the grass! I'm still pretending!" Yang Sheng stood up "Teng" and pointed at Zhang Fan's nose and said, "Zhang Fan, this person sometimes has to recognize the reality. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. It doesn't matter if it's honest..."

Before Yang Sheng could finish his words, suddenly, a tall woman in her early thirties in her black professional O-suit came in at the entrance of the third floor. She held the folder and looked at the lobby on the third floor. She cleared her throat and asked, "Who is Zhang Fan?"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, many people in the lobby on the third floor immediately looked at her in the voice. Many people who were close enough saw the identity plate with the title of "Assistant Zhang Li, General Manager of Dynasty Hotel" on the woman's chest.

"Assistant general manager of her hotel?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Look for Zhang Fan? Zhang Fan also knows the people from the Dynasty Hotel?"

In the hall, the originally noisy people suddenly became quiet and looked at Zhang Fan and the assistant Zhang Li with confusion.

Zhang Fan stood up, smiled at the assistant, waved and shouted, "I am."

Zhang Li smiled on her face, stepped forward a few steps, came to the middle of the hall, and then said to Zhang Fan with a respectful expression: "Mr. Zhang, General Manager, please go over and discuss the transfer of the hotel."

"Tell the manager, I'm busy now. Let's wait tomorrow, and make an appointment tomorrow to talk."

"OK."

Zhang Li was just a message, and with the answer, she stopped staying alone and walked away with the folder in her arms.

Many students in the hall, such as Zhou Ming and others, frowned and looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

"Hold the grass? Do you really buy a hotel?"

"This hotel will cost five or six million..."

"How could Zhang Fan be so rich? He has been selling for the past few years? Otherwise, would it be the illegitimate son of a rich man in China?"

Some people were also upset, "Cao! I just mocked him, it's not appropriate to go up and toast a glass of wine!"

"TM, please hire a child caregiver, it's too low-end!" Yang Sheng believed it in his heart. After all, Zhang Li's nameplate on her chest was not fake. Moreover, if she was the assistant to the general manager of the hotel, he knew that he believed it in his heart, but Yang Sheng showed no mercy: "Is your father three horses or two?"

The two horses and two pictures mentioned by Yang Sheng are Ma Y, Ma Huat and Ma Mingz. As for the two pictures, they are Zhang Jun and Zhang Bohou. The two horses are engaged in telemarketing, Internet and insurance. They are very famous in China. As for the two pictures, they are more industrial, relatively low-key and not that famous.

"The feelings in the student era are the most sincere and do not contain impurities. No matter how hard we are, in my eyes, Zhang Zhangfan, feelings are the most important. I, Zhang Fan, have no ability, no eloquence, and can't talk about any big principles. I just want to say one thing, next party, I just hope that everyone's feelings can be more pure!" Zhang Fan stood up, looked around all the classmates in the lobby on the third floor, then poured half a glass of beer for himself, raised the glass and turned half a circle, and after the courtesy was in place, he slapped his neck and drank it all.

After drinking a glass, Zhang Fan wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, glanced at Wang Yu and Yang Sheng next to him, and then said aloud: "Of course, there are some people who like to show off their wealth. Next time, if they have to use money to humiliate me, I just hope he will show some sincerity. A beer worth a hundred yuan per bottle is too cheap, at least... add five zeros to talk to me!"

After saying that, Zhang Fan pulled Zhou Yingying without looking back and left the party hall with his head held high.

Two minutes later, just after Zhang Fan and Zhou Yingying came out of the Dynasty Hotel, Zhou Yingying immediately pinched Zhang Fan's soft flesh. She said viciously to Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan! I found that it has been abnormal in recent days. Compared with the past, you have expanded a lot?! Say! Is there something hidden from me?!"

Zhang Fan held Zhou Yingying's tenderness with his backhand. Zhou Yingying's face turned slightly red and he struggled slightly, but Zhang Fan held it tightly and couldn't break free.

Zhou Yingying struggled symbolically, and when she couldn't get away, she let Zhang Fan hold it.

Zhang Fan felt sweet. In the past, Zhou Yingying didn't even let him touch her, especially outside...

"You haven't said it yet!" Zhou Yingying stroked the hairlines scattered on her temples and glared at Zhang Fan, "Why didn't you find that you can brag so much before? Have you been burned out recently?"

"Do you talk about buying a Dynasty hotel?" Zhang Fan said proudly with a smile on his lips: "Actually, this is very simple. Before coming, I met the general manager of the hotel and talked to him about the acquisition of the hotel."

Zhou Yingying's red lips slightly opened, and her pretty face was full of surprise: "So... you are really planning to buy a Dynasty Hotel? Zhang Fan, where did you get the money?"

"It's just a little trick. When you buy a car, you have to pay a deposit first? In fact, it's just a matter of talking about the intention." Zhang Fan didn't want Zhou Yingying to know that he already had a huge sum of 2.6 billion yuan.

It’s not that Zhang Fan intentionally hid it from Zhou Yingying, but that this matter is. Even if he tells it out for a while, Zhou Yingying won’t believe it. With her temper, she probably has to take Zhang Fan to the Neurology Department of the Fourth People’s Hospital for an appraisal.

In addition, Liu Bo repeatedly instructed him, and Zhang Fan himself knew that if the wealth and power of his biological father in Jiuzhou were exposed, it would likely trigger a series of chain reactions. No one could predict what the so-called butterfly effect would happen at that time.

The last point is... Zhang Fan is actually very resistant to this identity in his heart, and he is also very resistant to Zhang Jun. After all, this is not a bright identity.

About an hour later, Zhang Fan and Zhou Yingying returned home, and at this time, the class reunion was almost over.

Those who should go to K-song go to K-song, those who should go to check in, and those who should go back to find their first love to reminisce about the past. Others will not mention it for the time being, just say that Yang Sheng just left the hotel and got into his own Cayenne sedan, and his face turned dark!

"TM, what's the thing?" Yang Sheng slapped the steering wheel suddenly and cursed with a sinister face: "The limelight has been tm and Zhang Fan has finished it! What else can you say about adding five zeros! mmp, you dare to blow a bottle of beer worth ten million!"

"What do you care about him?" Wang Yu, who was in the co-pilot, held Yang Sheng's arm and said in a coquettish voice: "Zhang Fan is just a lunatic! I just inquired about it. It's impossible for him to buy the Dynasty Hotel. It's just nonsense. I just talk about my intentions. I probably won't have any follow-ups."

Yang Sheng cursed hatefully: "I know he is bragging about the Dynasty Hotel. I just can't stand this person. How can I pretend so much? I can pretend when I went to school! I can pretend even more now!"

"You just take care of him too much. You can't pretend to be x for the rest of your life. I heard Zhou Ming say that he just quit his job from Jinke Electronics Factory. Now he can't even get a rent. Why do you care about him?"

"I was so angry when I thought about this guy's evil look when he was in school!" Yang Sheng lit a cigarette and smoked, lowered his head and thought for a while, suddenly turned to look at Wang Yu, and suddenly asked, "Hey, baby, you all say that first love is unforgettable to any man. You said... Does Zhang Fan still have any feelings for you now?"

"What did you say about this? We will get married soon!"

"Hey, just say it, it's said that women's intuition is the most accurate!"

"Well... he must have some unfair thoughts about me!" Wang Yi tilted his head and said with great confidence: "When I was in the hall, I noticed that he secretly looked at me several times, and sometimes even stared at my thighs."

"This kid! I knew it was a thief!" Yang Sheng's face burst out with anger and said coldly: "Since that's the case... baby, aren't we going to hold the wedding the day after tomorrow? I'll send him an invitation!"

At around 11 o'clock that night, Zhang Fan was about to go to bed when his phone rang out, and there was a wedding invitation text message from Yang Sheng on his phone.

"I'm married, and I'm still invited to come over? Be my best man?" Zhang Fan laughed in silence.

Yang Sheng's intention can be seen at a glance, and Zhang Fan had no idea about Wang Yu, and even felt a little disgusted with her.

The so-called occasional thought of first love is just about nostalgia, nostalgia for the carefree years of the past, that's all.
Chapter completed!