Zheng Yuan asked: "Where is Sister Ping going? When will she be back?"

Xu Zixi shook her head: "I don't know much about this."

"Okay, by the way, are there any extra waiter clothes in the store?"

"It should be in the men's locker room, what's wrong?" Xu Zixi asked curiously.

Zheng Yuan blinked and smiled mysteriously, "I want to borrow some clothes."

"Why? Your clothes are torn?"

Zheng Yuan said: "No, I see that the restaurant business is so good, you can't be busy, so I want to help, anyway, I have nothing to do now."

"How can this be done?"

"There is nothing wrong. Sister Ru Ping is my sister-in-law. It's okay to help me. Take me there quickly." Zheng Yuan said with a smile.

"All right."

Because Xu Zixi couldn't separate herself, she called a male waiter and led Zheng Yuan to the men's locker room.

Zheng Yuan found a slightly fitted male waiter outfit in the locker room and changed it.

Afterwards, he went out to serve the dishes.

It's the peak lunch time, so the restaurant business is really booming.

Zheng Yuan was busy for half an hour and had no time to take a break.

However, since he joined the army and practiced the truth, he has been strong and strong, so he has not felt tired at all.

At this time, Zheng Yuan brought a large plate of dishes into the No. 8 box.

What surprised him was that most of the guests sitting in this box were his college classmates.

They are all full of energy and dressed in bright clothes. You can tell at a glance that they are successful people.

When he was in college, he didn’t have much interaction with these classmates, and one of them was even a little rift.

So Zheng Yuan didn't want to pay attention to them and planned to put the dishes and leave.

However, a sharp-eyed female classmate recognized him.

"Hey, aren't you Zheng Yuan, our college classmate? Didn't you go to the army? When did you come back from the army?"

Zheng Yuan recognized the female classmate named Huang Menger.

Huang Meng'er is usually warm and kind, and treats all her classmates equally, so Zheng Yuan feels pretty good about her.

Huang Meng'er's words reminded the other students. Then they looked at Zheng Yuan carefully and finally confirmed that he was really his college classmate. They were surprised.

However, he immediately showed a very obvious contempt.

In today's society, waiters are considered inferior professions like security guards, and most successful people look down on them.

Zheng Yuan looked at Huang Meng'er and said, "Long time no see, Huang Meng'er, I'm back from the army two days ago."

"Zheng Yuan, you are really not a friend enough. You don't tell us in advance when you come back from the army, otherwise we will definitely hold a welcome party for you."

A young man who was a little fat, with a brand-name body, a gold watch in his hands and a gold necklace in his neck, said, "He looked like a nouveau riche."

His name is Xie Hui, and he is the one who has had a rift with Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan said lightly: "Aren't I afraid of disturbing you?"

"What are you disturbing? Zheng Yuan, you're just talking about it. Everyone is old classmates." Xie Hui said.

"Okay, I won't bother you to have dinner now. I'll go out to work." Zheng Yuan said.

"No, it's rare to meet, just sit down and have a drink of the bar." Xie Hui said enthusiastically.

"But I still have to work now." Zheng Yuan said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay. If the boss scolds you, I will say that it was our request and she shouldn't have any objections." Xie Hui said.

"Yes, Zheng Yuan, let's have a meal together." The other students spoke out to keep them.

"Okay then." Zheng Yuan had no choice but to sit down.

A smirk flashed in Xie Hui's eyes.

It turned out that the reason why he kept Zheng Yuan so enthusiastically was not to reminisce about his classmates, but to better attack him.

Otherwise, with his current identity, he would be very disdainful to sit with a promising classmate like Zheng Yuan for dinner.

For selfish people like them, if they succeed, they don’t think about helping their old classmates at the first time, but rather think about ways to show off in front of the failed classmates.

I feel like if it doesn't look like that, there will be no sense of accomplishment.

People, if you don’t show off your acquaintances after you succeed and become famous, you will be suffocated.

This is also why people like to hold class reunions.

Xie Hui's expression could not escape Zheng Yuan's eyes, and he sneered in his heart: "It's better not to mess with me."

At this time, Xie Hui stood up and raised a glass of wine: "Come on, let us all give a glass to Zheng Yuan, an old classmate who has returned from the army."

The others also stood up and clinked the wine glasses together.

After drinking, everyone sat down again.

"Xie Hui, you should have tens of millions of deposits now, right?"

At this time, a woman who was a little pretty and dressed up in a gorgeous manner, looking at Xie Hui with a smile on the corners of her eyes and said.

This guy is called Liu Fang. He is usually vain, has a higher vision than the sky, and looks down on poor classmates.

So, Zheng Yuan has never had any good feelings for her.

Xie Hui said proudly: "Not even if there are tens of millions, but there are still seven or eight million."

"Wow, it's so awesome. You are the most promising for so many of us. Alas, my dear and I have worked hard for so many years, and now we have only saved up more than five million, which is far inferior to you." Liu Fang praised.

Xie Hui said: "Liu Fang, don't be humble, more than five million is awesome."

Liu Fang immediately smiled happily.

In fact, she knew that having a fortune of five million was enough to be proud in front of her classmates. She was just pretending to behave just now.

"All of you are so awesome. I only save more than one million now. Compared to you, I am simply a beggar. It seems that I have to work hard to make money in the future." A male classmate named Feng Zijian sighed in a pretense.

The other students also reported their own property as if they were proud.

Seeing these two guys yelling and complimenting each other, Zheng Yuan felt so bored.

This is not a class reunion, it is simply a blowjob meeting.

This is what he annoyed the most, and he planned to find an excuse to leave.

It's a waste of time to get mixed up with them.

However, at this moment, Xie Hui looked at Zheng Yuan and asked, "Zheng Yuan, how much money do you have in a month when you are a waiter here?"

Zheng Yuan casually said, "It's more than two thousand."

Suddenly, except for Huang Meng'er, the other people present showed obvious disdain on their faces.

They are all paid tens of thousands of yuan or even more than one hundred thousand yuan now, so they look down on two thousand yuan very much.

"Is it still a lot of money now? Not to mention buying a house, it's not enough to eat. Now I only spend more than two thousand yuan on my meal every day." Xie Hui said.

A strong smell of pretending can't wait to spread.

"That's right, I'll pay more than 20,000 yuan to buy cosmetics and clothes a month." Liu Fang echoed.
Chapter completed!