The private room is very large. Except for a huge screen hanging on one wall, the rest is divided into several small areas, each with sofa armchairs and a small bar. A long table is placed in the middle of the sitting area. Food and drinks are for people to take at will, and the boxes are naturally divided into left and right sides.
The right side is the side facing the screen, the place is much larger than the left side, and the people are basically concentrated there, the fat man is sitting next to Yan Wei, and the crowd is also sitting around them and Mr. Hou.
Deng Jie was coaxed and sat next to the fat man.
Their class belonged to a class that was neither high nor low, and most of them came from ordinary families with no background. A few years ago, the most outstanding student in the class was Ling Qingyu, who studied abroad. Zhou Ziqing of the high-ranking military family is not as good as her, but the Ling family had an accident the year before last, and after Ling's father passed away, I heard that Ling Qingyu plummeted. The people they arrived earlier have exchanged the new information in advance. Ling Qingyu has no money after divorce .
Corresponding to this is the rise of Fatty and Mr. Hou. Fatty’s home was originally on the edge of the old city. His father died in a construction site accident and left him a large pension. Fatty used the money to buy land near his home, and After a small piece of low-rise building was built with a bank loan and could not be sold, he simply entered the building materials market. It was very difficult in the first few years, but with the migration of the city to his side and the rapid development of the decoration business, his building materials market The market is worth a lot of money, and now he is also a boss worth tens of millions. On the other hand, Mr. Hou went to Guangdong, and he didn't know what to do, but he became rich, drove millions of dollars in luxury cars, and carried tens of thousands of dollars in luxury watches. He heard that the business was very big.
In contrast, the people who still wanted to break up with Ling Qingyu immediately turned around.
Seeing that the fat man really had no more feelings for Deng Jie, and he was very burning, Sun Qing smiled and gestured to Deng Jie while covering his mouth.
As an older young woman, she was extremely sensitive to handsome men. When those men came in, she never took her eyes off of them. Seeing them following Ling Qingyu all the time, a fire started to ignite in her heart.
This kind of flame would pop up whenever she returned to the empty home as tired as a dog, or when she heard how Ling Qingyu was so happy.
A woman who is obviously inferior to her in everything. She is not as beautiful as her, her grades are not as good as hers, and her popularity is not as good as hers. It is just a good pregnancy and a good father!
But, now that good father is dead, and her husband doesn't want her anymore, he still shows off!
I don't know who shouted, Fatty and Mr. Hou took the lead, and a group of people came to the left, and the leader shouted: "Hey, beauties, don't wait to hide and play like this!"
Several people stood up with a smile, and called their husbands over with gestures and eyes. Liu Mei smiled and said, "Director Wang is burying us. The beauties are not here, but over there."
"There, there are all beauties in our class!" Wang He smiled, and at the same time raised his glass to signal, and said, "Why, why don't you introduce the beauties to us Wang Laowu when they have their own masters?"
Liu Mei laughed, and generously pushed her husband out. As for the classmates, you don’t need to introduce them to your husband. If you have a good relationship, you will naturally chat with them, and if you have a bad relationship, you will not contact them in the future.
When it was Ling Qingyu's turn, Ling Qingyu hadn't spoken yet, but Sun Qing had already smiled and said, "Yo, Miss Ling has changed the cannon for the shotgun, and now she's playing low-key?" Go around her a bit.
Since that time in Suzhou, Yan San and the others stopped letting her wear sexy clothes with high heels. They only matched her with simple, loose and comfortable clothes, but absolutely shapeless clothes and flat heels.
Although those clothes and shoes are from super famous brands, but in Ningcheng, which can be called a small rural town in Shanghai, there is really no one who recognizes them.
From the looks of it, compared with Ling Qingyu, who was as proud as a fighting cock in the high-heeled shoes of the previous suit, this one can be said to be down and out now.
Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and said, "It's popular to keep a low profile now, why doesn't Student Sun know about it?"
Sun Qing snorted through his nose, glanced at Yan San and Yan San's hands on Ling Qingyu's waist with a very unfriendly look, and said with a light smile: "Really? But Miss Ling can still afford it, so young Is the little handsome guy in your house popular too?"
Ling Qingyu's face turned dark immediately, and he said coldly, "My husband, what's the matter with you coming back to get the certificate this time? Student Sun, do you have any objections?"
"Really? In fact, we are all old classmates, so there is no need to play this trick. Didn't you just get divorced?" Sun Qing covered her mouth and smiled, while looking around at other classmates.
A suspicious look.
Yan San put his arms around Ling Qingyu and turned around, lowered his head and kissed her lips, twisting and turning in a panting sound until her lips were flushed red before letting her go, turned to look at Sun Qing, with a smirk He smiled and said coldly: "Do you have an opinion?" Dare to say something again!
"You're a young man after all, just let it go, hahaha!" After being dazed, Wang He laughed and said, "Let's go, let's order some songs. Today I won't go home until I'm drunk!"
"Tsk, what are you pulling, it looks like a soft meal."
"That's right, I heard that she and Zhou Ziqing have set up some kind of film company. I'm afraid it's an unspoken rule."
"Now those country people want to go this way if they look better, and they are willing to be degraded."
Sun Qing and Deng Jie walked back, but their voices were not low.
The veins on Ling Qingyu's forehead burst out instantly, and he grabbed a bottle of beer with his backhand and chased after him.
Zhou Ziqing grabbed her in a panic and shouted, "Qing Yu!"
Although I don't quite know what eating soft food is and what is the unspoken rules, but my wife and adults are copying beer bottles to beat up people. Yang Zhao and the others beside the stage also came over.
"Sun Qing, Deng Jie! Say it again!" Ling Qingyu shouted.
"Qing Yu!" Zhou Ziqing grabbed Ling Qingyu firmly, big sister, twenty years have passed, are you still so impulsive
"Hey, what is this for?" Deng Jie turned her head, her pretty face under the light showed a pitiful timidity, and said, "Don't you still want to hit me?"
"Tsk, do you think it's still twenty years ago? You can beat whoever you want? What's the matter, what's wrong with you? Don't think we don't know. You became someone's mistress, so you were dumped by your husband. When you divorced Even the property was not divided! Why, do you think you are still Miss Ling? Do you still have money? Why come to us to show off?" Sun Qing glanced at the fat man, put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll just say you What's the matter? How much was it hired for? Just like you? Can this young man want you? Isn't it because of the money that he can accompany you? You have money to buy someone to act in, why don't you save it for the elderly... "
Zhou Ziqing loosened his hand, allowing Ling Qingyu to rush over, and then turned around to get the beer bottle, damn it, you're looking for death!
As soon as Ling Qingyu lifted the beer bottle in his hand, his body was pulled back by a gentle force, and gently pushed onto Yang Zhao.
With a crisp sound of "Slap!", Sun Qing was slapped directly on the male classmate behind her, and half of her face was swollen as she spit out a mouth full of broken teeth.
He casually picked up a napkin from the side and wiped his hands, Yan San lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Do you want to die? Say something more if you want to die."
The light in the box was dim and warm, and the heater was fully turned on, so warm that people who had barely taken off their clothes were sweating.
But as the young man uttered each word, the room seemed to suddenly become icy cold, and the cold and shuddering aura emanating from the man made them feel like their hairs were standing on end.
A word suddenly flashed through Hua Nian's mind.
Killing intent is cold!