The person who came was Mr. Wang.
He had a smile on his face, but veins bulged on the back of his hands.
Some people, when they are rich, wish that everyone in the world would know that they are rich. This statement is just short of pointing at someone's nose and scolding him.
When Wang Dadong was unhappy, Liu Xinhui was happy.
Feng Kai, who couldn't stand Wang Dadong's arrogance and had to flatter him, was also happy.
Many people stopped what they were doing and looked over here vaguely.
Wang Dadong was humiliated in public, so how could he just let it go? He looked at Zhang Yuanyuan with his wine glass.
"We are all ordinary people who can't sit still when we have a little money in our pockets.
Miss Zhang is really amazing. She bought two houses in S City without making any noise.
What is your side job? Please share it with us so that we can benefit from it."
What side job
Survival games are extremely difficult to describe.
Zhang Yuanyuan made up a random story, "Private training. Mainly teaches fitness and self-defense."
"I didn't expect that you, a woman, could be a personal fitness trainer."
Wang Dadong showed an expression of immediate understanding on his face.
“Your clients are all men, right?”
A woman.
Annual income of tens of millions
This is either bragging or some shady business.
Those who understand will understand.
When Wang Dadong said these powerful words, everyone around who were watching the fun started laughing.
"Yeah, that's right."
Liu Xinhui looked clear.
"No wonder Yuanyuan quit her job as an accountant and cashier. So that's why. It's easy to make money from this man, but don't go against your conscience."
After saying this, everyone cast all kinds of looks at Zhang Yuanyuan, showing contempt, shame, and disdain.
He is a local tycoon who loves to show off, but he is also stronger than those who are in the flesh trade.
“Who made money against their conscience?”
"I'm not talking about you, don't take it personally."
Liu Xinhui became more and more excited as she spoke, "Yuanyuan, why are you so excited?"
This statement is totally unacceptable.
Fu Anan threw the shrimps in the bowl down and looked at her.
Meeting her gaze, Liu Xinhui showed disdain in her eyes.
"This little girl doesn't seem to be from our class, is she a colleague from your side job?"
Only then did Wang Dadong notice Fu Anan who was eating silently beside him, and his eyes became fixed on her.
He made so much money, so he naturally knew how to enjoy it. He had been in contact with young stars and young models, so his vision was not a little high.
But this little girl's appearance is really rare.
"This girl is also your colleague. Is this how private tutoring is considered? We are all classmates, so I will take care of your business as well."
What is this, live pimping
Hearing this, all the women rolled their eyes.
While they were scolding the men for being lustful and fickle, they were also despising Zhang Yuanyuan and the other man for being shameless.
Some people even started to say in a sarcastic tone, "How come there are all kinds of people at a class reunion? Why invite people like this? Isn't it a shame for our school?"
At this moment, Zhang Yuanyuan was in an awkward position. This improper image took root, and no matter how she explained, these people would not listen.
The most important thing is that Wang Dadong, with that greasy face, approached Fu Anan.
"Little sister, please leave me your contact information so that Brother Wang can contact you later."
Not only did he slander her, but he even dared to look at her Xiaopang with those dead fish eyes.
Zhang Yuanyuan clenched her palms so tightly that her joints were cracking.
Fu Anan looked at her and held her down with his hand, "I'm not a colleague, I'm a client."
(End of this chapter)