When Sang Xiaoyu saw someone asking this question, she calmly replied: How could I forget? It was you people who stretched out your hands to save me at that time, and I will be grateful to you forever.
I am grateful to both those who lent me money and those who did not. I feel that the friendship between classmates will last forever. I urge all students who come here to just support me and not give out any gift money. This is mine.
What’s in my heart.
Zhao Siyue immediately said: This is how you remember your classmates, okay? I don’t see you chatting in the chat group, and I don’t know if you have a close relationship with any of us in private.
Of course Sang Xiaoyu would not follow her train of thought, so she said: I am really busy, whether it was when I was in trouble or now that I am getting better, but chatting does not mean that it is a sign of deep affection.
But I want to review myself and interact with everyone more often in the future.
Another boy said: You should go ahead and get busy. You are our role model now. We have watched you come step by step. No man five feet tall can match your tenacity.
I hope you will be promoted step by step and your business will be booming. We will sign up quickly and let people arrange tables.
Sang Xiaoyu promised: If you come and feel satisfied, I will decide to make the hotel a gathering place for our classmates and give you a big discount.
Sang Xiaoyu made up her mind on the spur of the moment. She was always afraid that someone would not buy her account at all and would embarrass herself instead.
No one paid attention to what she said.
Someone asked: Fei Jiani seems not to be in Meilanjiang, right?
Sang Xiaoyu remained motionless, unable to answer.
Another person said: Wang Ximo is nowhere to be seen. I heard that he committed something...
Fei Jiani's profile picture has been blocked in the group for a long time.
Someone asked Sang Xiaoyu if she knew any news about them. She said that both of them had a good relationship with her.
There was a lot of discussion in the group. Sang Xiaoyu couldn't answer, so she excused herself and went offline.
At last count, thirty-four people signed up to participate, and Sang Xiaoyu was very pleased.
There was still an hour before graduation, and the classmates arrived one after another, which made Sang Xiaoyu feel extremely warm in her heart. The classmates all gave gifts, each worth one hundred yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to accept it, so several people quit, saying that you could just offer some discounts from now on. It seems we can't afford this hotel.
Sang Xiaoyu promised: "Let's come here for class reunions from now on. How about a 50% discount?"
One boy immediately said: "Does our classmates get a 50% discount when they come? What if I bring my friends?"
Sang Xiaoyu said unceremoniously: "It's 50% off for classmates, and 20% off for classmates who bring their friends."
Several classmates clapped and asked her if she was the largest shareholder?
Sang Xiaoyu shook her head in embarrassment.
Zhao Siyue rushed to say: "That's Jiang Chunhui, right? Why hasn't he come yet? I guess he is the protagonist."
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to nod.
Zhao Siyue said a little unconvinced: "You still fell in love with him after all. How could you make such rapid progress? It turns out that Boss Jiang was supporting you in the background. If he fell in love with me, he would stand in front of the classmates now."
The one in front of you is me."
The classmates burst into laughter and said, Jiang Chunhui will be here soon, can you just tell him what you mean?
A boy emphasized: "I asked Zhao Siyue, can you also open a restaurant? If not, you can open a supermarket. Anyway, our classmates will support you. You can live on our consumption. I just convinced Jiang Chunhui. That's it."
Your ability."
The classmates laughed again.
Zhao Siyue sighed and said as if it was true: "Who made us look ugly? We don't have this privilege. Jiang Chunhui, a pervert, specializes in picking beautiful women. I suspect that he has an affair with Fei Jiani..."
Someone reminded her not to talk nonsense, saying that Fei Jiani might be just messing around in the group. Aren't you afraid that she would tear you apart?
Zhao Siyue said: "Am I afraid of her? Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions. She has seduced Jiang Chunhui a long time ago, but they ignored her. It's weird. I think Fei Jiani is prettier than Sang Xiaoyu. How can he treat her like that?"
Is she indifferent?"
Someone answered and said, "Didn't you just say they had an affair?"
Zhao Siyue shook her head and said, "It's just a guess. If she really followed him, why didn't she open a big hotel like Sang Xiaoyu?"
A boy yelled: "Even if Jiang Chunhui is a big boss and has great strength, he doesn't necessarily open a business with everyone, right?"
His omission made people laugh again.
Sang Xiaoyu looked helpless.
Sang Xiaoyu had no way to explain, and no one believed her explanation. She had no choice but to pat Zhao Siyue on the back and said, "Entertain the guests well for me. I think you are capable of doing this."
The guests came one after another, and Sang Xiaoyu no longer had time to talk to these people. She deliberately stood behind Zhao Siyue and said that she would be in charge of this large table.
Zhao Siyue looked a little flattered and said you trust me?
Sang Xiaoyu said, why not?
Zhao Siyue said, okay, as long as you say this, watch how I get them all drunk. By the way, speaking of Fei Jiani, you should know where she is, right?
Sang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "I really don't know, I haven't contacted her for a long time."
Zhao Siyue asked sensitively: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Can she come to such a big event?"
Sang Xiaoyu patted her and said, "I won't care about this anymore. You can entertain them well."
Zhao Siyue wanted to say something else, but Sang Xiaoyu had already left.
The people at the table did not pay attention to Fei Jiani, but turned the topic to Wang Ximo, saying that he had made a huge sum of money and ran away...
There were two rows of flower baskets at the door. Some were prepared in advance, and some were given by guests on the spot. Sang Xiaoyu looked at the familiar scene in front of her, as if she had returned to six years ago.
At that time, Lulu Xiaozhu was as lively as it is now when it opened, but it changed beyond recognition after only more than ten minutes. Now Sang Xiaoyu had long been calm and composed, but Cheng Weize was busy with a complicated mood.
He was unwilling to do so.
All this should be his, but he was afraid, he was really afraid, but Sang Xiaoyu fulfilled this long-cherished wish that was difficult to fulfill.
When Cheng Weize returned to Meilanjiang, what he wanted to do was to resume his old business and regain the past. However, during the process of implementation, every time he thought of the tragic scene of Lulu Xiaozhu, he was frightened and had nightmares.
But when he saw Sang Xiaoyu in high spirits, he felt extremely unwilling.
This ex-wife, who he regarded as a petty bourgeoisie and could only rely on him, is now standing in the center of the shining stage with her own will and courage, arrogating everyone.
The entire second floor was packed with people.
It seemed like everyone was talking, making the room buzz like a waiting room at a train station. You couldn't hear what was being said, but someone was always talking.
On a long table with bright decorations, a variety of colorful dishes were placed on the table for guests to choose from. These were appetizers, which attracted many people's eyes and feet.