Since it was a good brother who proposed, Xiao Yun had to help him make the scene stand out!
Just do it. After hanging up the phone with Chen Yun, Xiao Yun immediately made a call to the flower shop, ordered 999 red roses in the name of Zhou Xinghuai, and asked the merchant to add a romantic slogan to the flower shop.
Small cards.
After thinking about it, Xiao Yun called Lin Xueer again and asked her to recommend several suit shops. Then he bought a handsome suit for Zhou Xinghuai based on his figure and a pair of shiny high-end leather shoes.
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The next evening, Xiao Yun arrived at the agreed place half an hour early.
Chen Yun chose tonight's birthday party at this KTV called Seven Degrees Coast.
Compared with several nearby KTVs, the consumption level of this Seven Degrees Coast restaurant is obviously much higher. However, even though the price is expensive, there are many guests coming. It is only 6:30 in the evening, and there are many well-dressed people at the door.
The men and women walked towards inside.
As soon as he walked to the door, Xiao Yun saw Zhou Xinghuai who had come to prepare in advance.
I saw that he was wearing a plaid shirt, a pair of washed jeans underneath, and a pair of simple sneakers. Coupled with his thin body, the whole person looked a bit submissive.
He was obviously explaining something to the KTV waiter, but because he was hunched over, at first glance, I thought he was apologizing to someone.
Yes, luckily I had the foresight to prepare something for this guy!
Xiao Yun smiled helplessly, stepped forward and patted Zhou Xinghuai's shoulder, saying: "Old Zhou, are you going to dress like this to confess your confession? Damn it... a white shirt of yours would be better than this plaid one.
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"Ah?" Zhou Xinghuai looked down at the clothes he was wearing nervously, and asked with some confidence: "Is it... ugly? I usually like to wear this in meetings."
These words made Xiao Yun dumbfounded.
In the past, he had always felt that he was a very careless person in terms of clothing, but now compared with Zhou Xinghuai, he pales into insignificance!
He suddenly understood why Lin Xueer had been telling him before that he should pay attention to his dress. People depend on their clothes and horses depend on their saddles. Although people cannot be judged by their appearance, dressing appropriately can indeed leave a good impression on others.
"Okay, okay, come with me quickly."
Xiao Yun looked down at the time and saw that there were still twenty minutes before the birthday party started. He immediately pulled Zhou Xinghuai into the men's room next to him.
"Here, there are plenty of clothes, pants, and shoes! Change them quickly!" Xiao Yun handed over the bag in his hand, urging Zhou Xinghuai to change his clothes quickly.
Zhou Xinghuai took the shopping bag, opened it and reached out to touch it. He couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Let me go, Lao Xiao, where did you buy this suit? It feels so good! It must be... several hundred, right?"
Xiao Yun smiled and did not answer, but urged: "You don't care how many hundred it is, put it on quickly, Chen Yun and the others should be here soon."
In fact, this suit cost a total of thirty-five thousand eighty thousand. It is handmade and made of pure wool. Is it uncomfortable to touch?
"Hey, Lao Xiao, that's interesting!" Zhou Xinghuai patted Xiao Yun's chest, happily took out his suit and changed into it.
After a while, Zhou Xinghuai was dressed neatly. Against the backdrop of his crisp suit, he looked both elegant and handsome, as if he was a completely different person.
"Don't tell me, Lao Xiao, I didn't expect that even if I dress up, I can still look good!" Zhou Xinghuai looked at the mirror in the toilet with satisfaction, and at the same time cast a grateful look at Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun stepped forward and slapped him on the back, saying, "Damn it, can you straighten your chest? Why are you always so hunched over?"
Zhou Xinghuai let out an "ouch" at the slap, and cursed with a smile: "You brat! I think you just took the opportunity to retaliate against me, right?"
The two laughed, and then Zhou Xinghuai took out a red box, opened it and faced Xiao Yun, "Old Xiao, this is the diamond engagement ring I prepared for Xiaoyun, what do you think of it?"
Xiao Yungou looked over his head and said with a smile: "Oh! You're not young yet. Lao Zhou, are you planning to spend all your money?"
Zhou Xinghuai smiled and took the small box into his arms, and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, it didn't cost much... You know, I haven't collected enough for the down payment of the house yet, so I can't spend it on these things.
, you should also treat Xiaoyun badly, right?"
"Okay, it's almost time, let's go there quickly!" Zhou Xinghuai said, and he and Xiao Yun left the men's room together.
When he came to the door of the private room, Xiao Yun looked up and said half-jokingly: "Hey, this is a diamond private room. That's okay, Lao Zhou!"
Zhou Xinghuai also looked up and said suspiciously: "I didn't order this, Xiaoyun ordered it."
Chen Yun was with him for the purpose of getting married, so both of them were saving money and usually frugal. Zhou Xinghuai was a little surprised that today she was so willing to book such a good private room.
But then I thought about it, it was my birthday, and I wasn't so lavish every day, so I didn't say anything, opened the door to the box and walked in.
The two of them arrived relatively early, and Chen Yun and the others hadn't arrived yet, but the huge private room had already been decorated with balloons, flower petals, champagne...
"Damn it, Lao Zhou, are you having fun with your wooden fish? When did you become so sentimental?" Xiao Yun asked while looking around.
Zhou Xinghuai was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I didn't prepare these."
"Who is it if it's not you?" Xiao Yun frowned.
At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open again, and two young people walked in one after another.
The young man at the head was not very tall, but he was fat and his skin was white and greasy, making him look like a silkworm. He squirmed into the box.
I saw that the clothes on his body were printed with the logo of a huge famous brand, he wore a valuable watch on his wrist, and his plump fingers were covered with all kinds of trendy rings. At a glance, you could tell that he was a wealthy man.
The rich second generation of money.
This person is Yan Qikuan, an old classmate of Xiao Yun and Zhou Xinghuai.
The man behind him, tall and thin, wearing a large hip-hop T-shirt, with a cynical look on his face, is Pu Jianwei, Yan Qikuan's follower since high school.
Xiao Yun's brows wrinkled without trace.
This guy, when he was in high school, relied on his family's money to bully others a lot, and he also liked to form cliques. He would always say that he wanted to isolate this person or that person.
However, Xiao Yun and Zhou Xinghuai both belong to the type of good students who immerse themselves in study. Whether they are isolated or not, it has no impact on them, so Yan Qikuan has never found trouble with them, probably because he finds it boring.
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"Huh? Aren't these the two poorest guys in our class before? I didn't expect that they are dressed like dogs now?" Pu Jianwei shook his shoulders and laughed, his eyes full of ridicule.
As soon as he saw Yan Qikuan, Zhou Xinghuai's face instantly dropped, "Why are you here? I remember Xiaoyun didn't invite you, right?"
Not long ago, Yan Qikuan got Chen Yun's contact information from somewhere. After meeting her in the name of catching up with old classmates, he became obsessed with her like a dog-skin plaster.
It was precisely because of this that Zhou Xinghuai had the urge to get married.
Unexpectedly, Chen Yun actually invited him to today's birthday party!