The Century City Hotel in the county is a medium and high-end hotel that has been well-managed in recent years.

The organizer this time, Zhong Yue did not ask who Ye Xiaoqian was. It was just Zhong Yue who was notified by Ye Xiaoqian. So I guess this organizer should be Zhang Zichao.

At around four o'clock, Zhong Yue took the bus to the hotel where he was scheduled to be held. He saw several familiar figures standing by the street trees and walked over.

"Hey, Zhong Yue."

Zhong Yue looked up and said, "Huang Ze, Xiao Hanbin. Long time no see."

Several people gathered together and exchanged greetings.

"Zhong Yue, you are doing well in Huida."

“Where is it.”

Xiao Hanbin said, "It's all in the newspaper. Okay, I didn't show any trace of water in high school, and I suddenly had such a big background. If I had known that you had such great skills, when I graduated from high school and didn't get into college, the two of you would have been scrambled with you."

When Zhong Yue knew that they were talking about jokes, he said, "Then what are you doing this year?"

"Aze and I are delivering goods in the electronics factory, and we earn more than 2,000 yuan a month."

"That's pretty good." Zhong Yue said, "Why don't you go in? It's so hot outside."

Huang Ze's face looked a little ugly, "It would be better to stand here than to listen to some people bragging inside. If Lao Cheng hadn't come here at night, we would have left long ago."

Zhong Yue patted Huang Ze on the shoulder, "Okay. Old classmates finally got together, what's the point of being angry about? It's not nice, it's just a smile. Go in, it's so unreasonable to stand outside."

The three of them walked into the hotel.

The Century City Hotel is also high-end, with a magnificent hall. The three of them walked to the private room upstairs.

With three large tables inside, Huang Ze stood in the corridor and said, "It should be about twenty or so."

Zhong Yue was stunned, "Didn't you say you're going to have about thirty people?"

"Here, I was so angry that Zhang Zichao left."

“What’s the situation?”

Huang Ze said, "Jiang Zichao just said that he paid for the hotel booking. But today is Teacher's Day, so he asked the rest of the students to raise some money to give gifts to a few teachers. The dozen people who had already arrived at the hotel thought it was nothing, so they said that everyone would join in and buy a few bouquets of flowers or baskets of fruits. As a result, he insisted on taking out two hundred yuan each, which made it like a member of the crowd. As a result, the people left. We were going to leave too, but we looked at the teacher. After all, we have been working for a year and have two hundred yuan. Just think about it, but I just can't stand that look like someone owes him."

"That's it. He bought two tables and spent more than 4,000 yuan. He had to let us spend a few thousand yuan to feel happy. He had to pretend to be alone. It's really interesting. I saw the teacher simple. Just go to school or the teacher's house to chat and have fun. He had to make this show. Do you think everyone is happy to pay the money?"

Zhong Yue patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Okay, I want to give gifts, right? There is no need to make up any money. Send a message from the group and call everyone back. I'll give this gift."

"You send it?"

Zhong Yue said, "You two probably don't know. In the past, my family was poor, so I usually ate rice and free soup in the cafeteria. Teacher Cheng knew about my family's situation and gave me his meal card every time, but he didn't let me tell you. I value this teacher-student relationship more seriously than you, so I just asked me to give this gift on behalf of everyone."

"A Yue, don't. You are still a college student and don't have much money. If you take it out, the teachers won't mind, just be afraid that those snobs will mock you then."

"It's okay, please inform me now."

...

About five o'clock.

The classmates were almost here. More than ten people who were angry with Zhang Ziqiu before were gathered at the table and met Zhang Ziqiu, who was wearing a suit and chatting among a group of illegitimate girls.

"Zhong Yue, that's enough. Look at that person's virtue. Look at the teacher, it's like a cocktail party, making it so messy. If you didn't call us back, you wouldn't be able to swallow anything you said!"

All the people here are good classmates. As a high school study committee member, Zhong Yue naturally has a good relationship with these good classmates.

Zhang Zichao, who was wearing suit pants and pretending to be very good, came over and said with a smile: "Zhong Yue, I just heard Luo Yun say that you have bought the gift for the teacher?"

"kindness."

"Haha, are you sure? Don't take it out too shabby then. I can't afford to lose face."

"Hey, Zhang Zichao, what do you mean? Many of us are still students now, and we spend all our parents' money. We buy too expensive things. Are you embarrassed?"

Zhang Zichao waved his hands and said with a smile: "That's you."

Zhong Yue stopped the old squad leader who was a little angry and said, "The gift is light and the affection is heavy. Don't worry, I will give it to the teachers later. But Zhang Zichao, you said this before, a bit too ignorant. We are all college students, and the class monitor's words are nothing wrong."

"Haha, is that right? Those newly graduated college students in my dad's company have been studying for four years, and the salary is about 2,000 yuan. That's all. Isn't it the material for working?"

Li Yongxing said angrily: "What do you mean?"

"It's boring, I'm telling the truth."

"you!"

The door opens.

Lao Cheng, wearing a stand-up T-shirt, walked in with three teachers.

"I'm talking so happily, are you talking bad things about the teacher behind your back?"

The few people who were originally nervous became restrained when they saw the teacher coming.

"Teacher Cheng, Teacher Wang, Teacher Li, Teacher Zhang."

Everyone greeted each other.

"Everyone is here, sit down."

Zhang Zichao said with a smile: "Teacher, do it here."

"Zhang Zichao! You were the most naughty when you were in school."

"Haha, I have to thank Teacher Cheng, otherwise I would have been beaten up by my dad in three years in high school. My dad said that I have such a promising prospect now, thanks to your good discipline."

"Stop flattering."

"Ha ha……"

Lao Cheng had some methods to deal with such slick students. As the topic started to talk, the originally tense atmosphere also eased, and everyone also ate and drank, toasting the teacher.

The atmosphere was also very harmonious.

"By the way, Zhong Yue, I read the newspaper a few days ago. You are so awesome that you actually make the headlines."

Zhong Yue smiled and said nothing. The guy played the stage and performed the show. In the end, he was not the one who won the first prize. He probably got angry. Fortunately, he didn't mind such a game, otherwise he would probably have to be uncomfortable for a while.

"Teacher, a little gift is not a respect."

"It's enough to have a meal, what gifts are you giving?"

Zhang Zichao, who was standing beside him, held a red wine glass and chuckled, "Teacher, this is Zhong Yue's intention. Since he said he would give it to several teachers on behalf of our class, please accept it. Let's see what it is, which can represent our class's wishes."

Zhang Zichao winked at the side.
Chapter completed!