My Super Black Technology Empire

　　 The other classmates who were still chatting also noticed the situation on this side and turned their heads to wait and see. Yuan Hua was full of spirits, while Ye Fan shook his head lightly, and said nothing.

"Haha, Mengmeng is right. Everyone is classmates. It's a rare story. When I pick up the remaining classmates who haven't come, we will come back and have a drink!" At this time, Zhao Tai also gave a haha, and then Just left here.

　　 Jiang Mengmeng also didn't want to talk too much. Although she knew that Yuanhua and Ye Fan had conflicts before, she didn't expect Yuanhua to do so today.

　　 After all, she was a classmate, she couldn't talk too much, so she also introduced the book "My Super Dark Technological Empire" to the students around her, and during the chat, she got a few recommendations for the novel.

　　 As the students changed the subject consciously or unconsciously, the atmosphere at this time became warm again, and the cold scene just now was revealed.

　　 Of course, after the things that happened just now, the atmosphere at this time hasn't changed more or less as just as harmonious. Many people think that Yuanhua has done a little too much, and they have quite a bit of criticism towards Yuanhua.

　　 But they can't say too much. After all, the people sitting in Yuanhua's side can be regarded as successful people with successful careers. Some unnecessary words will cause them to get into unnecessary trouble.

　　 Anyway, this is Ye Fan's personal grievance with Yuan Hua.

Although Ye Fan was in college, relying on his extraordinary talents, it can be said that he was very popular. Basically, 80% of the students in the school have heard of Ye Fan’s name. The remaining two achievements are just Transferred freshmen.

Of course, no matter how good you are at the school, the student's identity card has been taken off the school gate, and everyone no longer pursues talent and outstanding achievements. More importantly, they value economic level and identity. And status.

　　 Obviously, in the eyes of the students, Ye Fan is obviously not compatible with the economic level and successful people.

They had also heard about Ye Fan’s story a month ago. Except for Ou Huang and Jiang Mengmeng, who were good friends with Ye Fan, who offered a helping hand to Ye Fan, most of the others were hugging. A wait-and-see attitude.

From time to time, people look at Ye Fan, and Yuanhua is already in a small circle of its own. The people sitting on this side are basically mixed and fairly good classmates. Looking at Ye Fan, they also cast their eyes. A bit proud.

　　Even though they hid deeply and didn't show it, Ye Fan could see through the little nine in their hearts at a glance.

　　 Ye Fan had nothing to say about this. In the end, he left this side, and Ou Huang couldn't stand it anymore, and followed Ye Fan to sit on the other side.

　　 For Ou Huang, who is an upright person, he doesn't like Yuanhua's intrigue and the atmosphere of having ghosts.

　　 Ten minutes later, Zhao Tai also came here with 18 old classmates. So far, all forty students in the class have arrived.

　　 It wasn't until this time that the class reunion began. First, Zhao Tai and several other classmates who organized the class reunion gave a warm speech on it. At this time, the atmosphere began to be pushed to a climax.

　　 After the lecture, the students were divided into several small groups, and the students who had not seen for a long time were very happy.

　　 About half an hour later, everyone left the meeting room and came to the restaurant. At this time, the restaurant on the 14th floor was packed, and the students all sat at a few tables and had a drink.

　　 Of course, Ye Fan still discovered the small doorway in it. At this time, the hall was divided into several small groups, and they were well mixed, such as Yuanhua and Zhao Tai sitting together.

　　The middle-level ones are at the other two tables. The ones who think they are poor, and didn't sit with the big guys who are good, but consciously form a table.

　　 When eating, everyone is more casual. Some students who had a good time in college are toasting each other, you have a glass and I have a glass, and they are still chanting words, which is extremely rhyming.

Some well-mixed classmates will inevitably be toasted by people from other tables. Zhao Tai can’t even walk away. He is toasted, drinking a cup of Moutai, but he doesn’t change his face. He is still with everyone. Talking and laughing, calm and calm.

　　 It is hard to imagine that this person who didn't touch alcohol and tobacco during the three years of university, and was mad after being poured a glass of liquor on the day of graduation, could not leave his hands and mouth at this time.

　　 Ye Fan also clinked glasses with Ou Huang and a few classmates around him, feeling the hot sensation in his throat, and couldn't help but feel full of emotion.

　　 In three years, too many things have happened. Everyone has their own experience. At this time, after a few glasses of liquor, many students sighed when they talked about their lives.

　　 At Ye Fan’s table, some classmates are talking about the difficulty of starting a business, and the people's heart is sinister. Sometimes even if they lose money, they will do business, and they will go bankrupt if they don’t.

　　 There were also a few students talking in a low voice, saying that he had entered the assembly line to work, the strict rules in the factory, and the overtime work day and night made him physically and mentally exhausted.

At this time, a male student at the other table also spoke proudly. During the period of quarantine, he got a daughter of the leather factory manager in the Jiangnan area. Now he is in love with him, and he has returned to the leather factory. The two million orders were highly valued by the director, and he was full of spirits.

　　 Another male student said that he had a small achievement in starting a business, and his daily net profit was about 20,000 yuan. When he said this, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Fan's table. With Jiujin, his eyes were full of pride.

　　 At this time, another male classmate said that he opened a studio about the game "Top of the Gods" ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and has recruited a large number of thugs, with a daily turnover of more than 100,000.

　　 Ye Fan smiled indifferently when listening to their conversation, and didn't say much. Everyone has his own way of being in the world, either vanity or high-profile. This is also a normal thing, and he has already taken care of it.

　　 But most of the classmates were unhappy. At this time, listening to a few people talking and talking, they were eating vegetables silently.

"Fat man, if your family business wants to return to Jiangcheng in the future, if you need help, just come to me." Ye Fan said to Ou Huang, for his brother, if you can help, after all, Friendship is precious, but friends are hard to find.

"Haha, Ye Fan, you better take care of yourself first." At this time, at the same table as Yuanhua Zhao Tai, the male student who said he had soaked in the leather factory chief’s daughter, used Jiu Jin to challenge Ye. Fan said:

"Ye Fan, look at Yuanhua, how good he is now. Now that the company has taken over an outsourcing project of the Penguin Group, it is still negotiated by the person himself. They are still closely related to the Penguin Group. In this society, It's impossible not to work hard!"

　　 At this time, the development of the table is still very good classmates, they all look at Ye Fan one after another.

　　 "Ye Fan, as a classmate, I have to remind you that when I was in college, I admitted that you were a character, but you have to look forward.

　　 can't be immersed in the halo of the past and can't come out. Now it is a society that looks to money. If there is no money, no. "At this time, the student who said that he had made a small business and had a net profit of 20,000 yuan a day was also aloof, preaching and giving instructions to Ye Fan.

　　 Ye Fan said that he smiled and did not speak, he held Ou Huang's shoulder, and continued to chat with him casually.