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Chapter 47 Medical Representatives

These people were talking and walked up to Qin Feng, surrounding him and looking at him like he was watching monkeys.

"Why are you here?"

Qin Feng put out his cigarette butt and looked at these people with doubtful eyes.

"We? Of course we are here to attend the class reunion."

"It's you, didn't I inform you that you couldn't come, why did you come here?"

The young man in the lead is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and has a playful smile on his face.

Yang Bin, Qin Feng's squad leader, is also the initiator of this gathering.

He is one of the few rich second generations in Qin Feng's class. I heard that his family is engaged in real estate and is very rich. He drove a BMW x5 when he was in college and was sought after by many girls.

However, Qin Feng didn't have a good impression of him. As a student from a rural area, Qin Feng had been the target of Yang Bin's criticism and ridicule over the years.

But the cold woman standing next to him was extremely dazzling.

The woman has snow-white skin, her long hair is slightly curled and hanging down, and she looks a little tired. Her eyes are clear and clean, and combined with the charming eye shape, there is a hint of coldness in her beauty.

At this moment, she was standing by with an expressionless face. No matter her temperament or appearance, she was incompatible with this group of students.

"I'm here to accompany a friend." Qin Feng looked away and spoke calmly.

"Accompanying a friend? You wouldn't say this is your friend's car, would you?"

Yang Bin pointed at the Porsche 911: "It's a woman's car. You wouldn't say it belongs to your girlfriend, would you?"

All the classmates burst out laughing. During the four years of college, Yang Bin often made Qin Feng the butt of his jokes in a superior manner. They were already used to it.

"Senior Sister Jiang, this one is from our class. Her family is poor and she comes from the countryside. There is nothing wrong with her, she just likes to show off, hahahaha!"

Yang Bin deliberately emphasized the word "rural" very strongly, and the Vacheron Constantin watch he held was also very dazzling.

"Okay Qin Feng, you can come if you want to participate. Why do you have to do this?"

A girl with short hair also sneered: "We are all classmates, no one will look down on you because of your rural background, why bother to dress up."

"What's going on in the countryside? Qin Feng's father is a famous village doctor in his village. We interns can't compare to him. Qin Feng has family property that he wants to inherit!"

They unscrupulously joked about Qin Feng's background, and seemed to be trying to please that temperamental woman.

"Qin Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Qin Feng remained silent, the short-haired girl pretended to be surprised: "We are all classmates, it was just a joke. You are not still angry, are you?"

"Ah? Why are you angry?"

Qin Feng then looked at her with a surprised expression: "What were you talking about just now? I just got distracted, I'm sorry."

Yang Bin: "..."

Girl with short hair: "..."

The woman's face was calm, but the corner of her mouth raised unnoticed.

"Forget it, if he likes to stand, just let him stand here. Let's go eat."

The short-haired girl snorted: "What qualifications does an intern who was expelled from the hospital have to be compared with Young Master Yang? Young Master Yang can talk to him, which is a compliment to him, and he doesn't know what to do with him."

A group of people laughed and laughed, surrounded Yang Bin and the woman, bypassed Qin Feng and walked into the hotel.

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly, and Fang Zheng called.

"Brother Qin, where are you?"

He laughed heartily: "Can we meet you sometime?"

Qin Feng looked around: "I'm at the entrance of Jiuzhou International."

"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll ask Ahu to pick you up now."

After putting down the phone, Qin Feng was about to ask Tang Qingqian how long it would take.

"What a fool!"

A fat man hurried over and grabbed Qin Feng's hand: "I knew you would wait for me, let's go together..."

"I dont go."

Qin Feng shook his head: "Go ahead."

"What's wrong?"

The fat man looked at Qin Feng and patted his shoulder: "Okay, I know you are strapped for money, so I've already helped you pay for your portion today. If you don't want to take it, you won't get it for free."

He also vowed: "If you knew where I just came back from, I guarantee you wouldn't be able to drive me away."

Qin Feng was stunned: "Where?"

"Yang County."

Seeing the proud look on Fatty's face, Qin Feng's eyes were surprised: "You went to my hometown? Could you be..."

"Let's go in and talk."

Qin Feng was pulled by the fat man's arm and pulled into Jiuzhou International with a dull expression.

Summer is the peak season for gatherings, and the dining hall on the third floor is overcrowded. Qin Feng’s class reunion was arranged in the Man Tingfang box, where three large round tables were filled with classmates.

At this time, they surrounded Yang Bin and the cold woman, saying compliments without hiding the envy on their faces.

A cold woman is like a superior goddess. Even though she looks charming with a smile, she still can't blend in with these people.

"Damn, isn't this so beautiful?"

Zhang Wenqiang couldn't help but pay more attention to her, and then he took Qin Feng's hand and found a seat in the corner to sit down.

He has a fat and round face, a greasy middle parting, and is paired with a large, ill-fitting black suit and a leather bag that never leaves his hand.

Looking at Zhang Wenqiang's outfit, Qin Feng asked curiously: "What are you doing now?"

Zhang Wenqiang and he were college roommates and best friends, and his father also worked in the medical bureau. When he graduated, he vowed to join the city's medical bureau and protect Qin Feng from now on.

But no matter how you look at it now, it has nothing to do with civil servants.

"My father was double-prescribed, and I now work as a salesperson for a pharmaceutical company."

Zhang Wenqiang showed a wry smile: "That's the medical representative we looked down upon the most in the past."


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