Although it is not as exaggerated as a five-star hotel, a casual table will start at 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.
It's a very high standard.
For ordinary working-class people, one meal would eat up at least three or four months of their salary!
After all, not everyone among my classmates has become successful.
There are those who mix well, and there are those who mix poorly.
However, everyone has mobility scooters. After all, they are young men and women in their twenties and seventies. They have worked hard for several years after graduating from college. They do have cars, and most of them cost 100,000 to 200,000 yuan.
Everyone is at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for everyone to arrive before going upstairs.
A Porsche 911 approached, and everyone got together.
This was the car of Luo Jingmei, a famous beauty in the class back then.
She married a second-generation rich man named Wang Yong.
Wang Yong's father runs a clothing company with an annual income of nearly 10 million.
"Mei Luo is here, haha, is this my brother-in-law?"
Some male and female classmates fawned over Wang Yong and Luo Jingmei.
Luo Jingmei held Wang Yong's arm and said with an awl face that couldn't stop showing off: "Yes, he is my husband Wang Yong, just an ordinary rich man. Don't be too surprised."
Wang Yong is a short-cut young man, wearing Armani and a luxurious Patek Philippe watch. His tone is light and arrogant: "Hello."
"Mei Luo is so humble!"
"If my brother-in-law is just mediocre, then we will be ashamed of ourselves."
"Yes, yes, we may not be able to drive this 911 even if we work hard all our lives!"
A group of people are trying their best to flatter you.
Luo Jingmei felt extremely comfortable. This is the purpose of the class reunion. Comparing each other, the person with the best conditions will be praised by the whole room. She looked around: "Who is not here yet?"
Everyone knows that she is talking about Zhou Kui.
When she was in school, Zhou Kuiyan was the most beautiful girl in the school, and even beauties like Luo Jingmei were far inferior to her beauty.
As we all know, Luo Jingmei has always been very jealous of Zhou Kui.
Someone was about to speak when a taxi came and stopped in front of the hotel.
"Why are there still people taking taxis? This is so bad." A female classmate couldn't help but shook her head and sneered.
"It doesn't have to be our classmates, it could also be guests of the hotel." Someone responded: "Otherwise it would be too embarrassing for us. We are all in our thirties and can't afford a mobility scooter.
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Bang, the car door opens.
Zhou Kui walked down the stairs.
Some people are born with a special aura.
Zhou Kui was wearing a professional skirt, with a clear and refined face, and a graceful and fashionable temperament. She stepped out of the shabby taxi, but she looked so confident and beautiful.
For a moment, no one spoke.
Luo Jingmei raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Hey, isn't this the school beauty of our No. 3 Middle School? How can we take a taxi? Everyone drives their own cars, so the school beauty Zhou is the one doing something special!"
A male classmate who wanted to hug Luo Jingmei's husband's thigh said hurriedly: "That's right, Zhou Kui, you were the glory of our class back then, but now you are holding everyone back?"
Immediately, a female classmate chimed in and said bitterly: "Haha, out of the society, relying on a face alone is of no use if you have no ability. Everyone, take a look. Zhou Kui is so poor as a lesson learned from the past."
Zhou Kui was a little angry, but still said: "I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you."
There was something in Luo Jingmei's words: "Zhou Kui, didn't your husband come?"