Chu Qing is already familiar with the hotpot restaurant in Jinmen, which is the most famous hot pot restaurant in Jinmen. It covers an area of dozens of acres and has a four-story building with many private rooms and booths.
With his extraordinary financial resources, it was impossible to reserve a private room, so in order to hold a party tonight, he only reserved the largest private room, which could accommodate twenty or thirty people.
By the time Chu Qing arrived at the hotpot restaurant, she already knew what box number she was in through the class, so Chu Qing parked the car and went straight to the box.
Chu Qing went upstairs. From a long distance away, he could already hear the noise coming from the box No. 3. It seemed that everyone had arrived very early. When he came to the door, Chu Qing pushed the door open and entered. .
Ga~ The moment Chu Qing appeared, the noise in the room suddenly stopped, and the expressions on everyone's faces instantly froze, especially Zhuo Buqun, who looked like he had seen a ghost.
Even though Chu Qing was a man of two generations, this scene made him feel frightened. He didn't do anything earth-shattering. Did these people react so much
Chu Qing reflected on herself. Her shoes were not worn inside out, her crotch zipper was not opened, and her jacket was buttoned correctly. Moreover, the way of wearing jeans and a jacket was not unconventional.
But judging from the focus of the group's eyes, the problem was with his clothes. Before Chu Qing could figure it out, everyone started to make noise again, and everyone smiled evilly at Zhuo Buqun with evil intentions.
At this time, Zhuo Buqun's face was already wrinkled, but he still had the same complacency as before. Chu Qing was puzzled. After finding Tang Ziyan in the crowd, he pulled Tang Ziyan aside and asked, "What's going on?"
Tang Ziyan hugged Chu Qing's shoulders and laughed loudly. After hearing Chu Qing's question, he suppressed his laughter and said out of breath: "It's too, too... funny, you don't know, just... just now, Zhuo Buqun made a bet with everyone, saying that you will come to the party in school uniform today. If he loses, he will cover everyone’s food expenses for a week. If he wins, we will cover his food expenses for a week. Food expenses.”
"There's no reason not to agree to such a good thing. There are so many people here. Even if they lose, it's just a meal for each person. As a result, haha, did you see his expression? You really didn't give in. Everyone is disappointed.”
"Oh," Chu Qing learned about this and couldn't help but wonder: "I met him when I went to the shopping mall to buy clothes in the afternoon. He still made such a bet. He must have lost his mind."
"He probably knows you can't afford it." Tang Ziyan's unintentional words revealed the whole story.
Chu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, he was really doing his own thing, Zhuo Buqun slapped him in the face with a round slap, it hurt just to look at it.
Looking at the stiff smile on Zhuo Buqun's face, Chu Qing seemed to have thought of something, and turned around and asked Tang Ziyan: "Do I count among the big guys in the bet?"
Tang Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up again, with an expression that said, Chu Qing, you have become bad, and said: "Of course, he actually said that he would treat the classmates who came to the party tonight to dinner for a week."
And I was already here, so I walked towards Zhuo Buqun with a smile, separated from the crowd surrounding Zhuo Buqun, and asked loudly: "Zhuo Buqun, I heard that you are going to treat everyone to meals for a week, don't forget Take my share!”
Zhuo Buqun was startled immediately, gritted his teeth and was about to retort: "Without you..." He only said two words, but the two words 'things' that followed were stuck in his throat. He couldn't say it out, and his face turned red from holding back. .
Just because when Zhuo Buqun was angry and wanted to reject Chu Qing, Chu Qing kept hinting at Zhuo Buqun with his eyes, but were all the classmates still there
Now Zhuo Buqun could only admit that he was unlucky. His head could be broken and his blood could be shed, but his face could not be lost. Otherwise, why would Zhuo Buqun hold this party? It was not all about face.
Zhuo Buqun reacted quickly. After thinking about it, he immediately changed his mind and responded: "Of course, I am willing to admit defeat. All the food expenses of everyone present in the cafeteria for the next week will be borne by me."
As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of cheers. Zhuo Buqun could be regarded as saving some face, but he was probably bleeding in his heart. Moreover, he was not stupid, and he calmly limited the food expenses to the school cafeteria.
Otherwise, Zhuo Buqun really couldn't afford such a large group of people coming here to eat hot pot every day. But even in the school cafeteria, with more than twenty people eating for a week, it is not a small sum of money.
Chu Qing smiled evilly, put his hand on Zhuo Buqun's shoulder and whispered: "You want to treat the big guys to dinner for a week, so I don't know if the money for tonight's treat is enough. You don't want to let the big guys eat." Son AA, please agree in advance that I won’t bring any money when I come in the evening..."
Before Chu Qing finished speaking, Zhuo Buqun gritted his teeth and said, "You don't have to worry about it." Then he shook off Chu Qing's arm and left.
He was really angry. When he met Chu Qing in the shopping mall in the afternoon, he didn't see Chu Qing carrying anything in his hand. Moreover, the consumption there was so high that only a bumpkin like Chu Qing could afford to visit.
Chu Qing is a true school uniform wearer. In Zhuo Buqun's impression, he wears other clothes besides school uniforms all year round. Today, Chu Qing changed his clothes for the first time, as if he was specifically going against him.
This tone made Zhuo Buqun unbearable. While greeting his classmates, Zhuo Buqun stared at Chu Qing's flawless face several times, the jealousy in his eyes undisguised. I really want to make two cuts. This is the original impulse in Zhuo Buqun's heart.