In the early morning, the cell phone rang suddenly.
Louis stretched out his slender arm from under the quilt, pressed the phone, and his finger slid.
Louis, with messy hair, slowly raised his head.
He had dark circles under his eyes and yawned.
Dark circles slowly fade away.
The bad news is, he only got two hours of sleep.
The good news is that he has the ability of [immortality], so he won't be sleepy after waking up.
Of course, this only means that the body is not sleepy.
I'm still very tired mentally.
Although the brain has rested for a while, the mental fatigue still exists.
Although this may seem contradictory, it is true.
Louis stretched, walked to the closet, and took out the black suit that Du Xing bought for him last time, the same suit he wore the day Wang Fulai intercepted him.
After changing, Louis fixed his slightly messy hair, washed up simply, and strode downstairs with his mobile phone in his pocket.
"Good morning, store manager."
Cui Sihai's honest voice came from downstairs.
Li Mishuang yawned: "Good morning, store manager. Is your friend a pig? How can he eat so much?"
"Hehe, who knows, maybe it's Zhu Bajie's reincarnation." Louis said with a smile.
"Are you going out now? I see you have been very busy." Li Mishuang said.
Louis raised his hand and checked the time: "Well, the class reunion will start in an hour. It's already eleven o'clock now. I'm leaving. You can take care of the store. I see that you are quite experienced now."
"Oh, that's fine. Goodbye, manager."
Li Mishuang yawned, then sat at the dining table and skewered the meat.
Cui Sihai scratched his head and said, "Manager, take care."
"Yeah, let's go." Louis pushed open the shop door.
He slowly breathed a sigh of relief. With two more people in the store, the atmosphere was indeed different and much better than the dead air before.
He hailed a taxi and headed to the Pearl Hotel.
......
In the private room, several men and women surrounded Wang Fulai, who was wearing a famous brand suit and a famous watch on his wrist.
"Oh, Brother Wang, it's quite impressive. You must have spent a lot of money on this car, right?"
Wang Fulai waved his hand and chuckled: "It didn't cost much, just about half a million. I bought it for fun. If you get tired of it, I can lend it to you for free if you want to."
The people around him instantly had stars in their eyes: "Oh, Master Wang is really young and promising."
Wang Fulai sneered in his heart. How could he not know what these people were thinking? They just thought he was relying on his father, but so what?
They can live an easy life by relying on their father, but they can only experience the bitterness of life if they rely on themselves.
He enjoyed the way they were jealous yet had to fawn over him, which made him feel like God.
The others were not unaware of Wang Fulai's thoughts, but they had no one to back them up and could only seek Wang Fulai for support. Even if they were unwilling, they had to put aside their dignity and curry favor with him, because in the adult world, there is no dignity, only life. They are just tiny microcosms among billions of living beings, sad and helpless.
"I really envy you, Wen Xiaolu, for having such a handsome boyfriend."
"Yes, he is handsome and talented. I heard that he could earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month online when he was in school!"
Wen Xiaolu's face, which was originally a little shy, now blushed because of shyness: "Fulai is indeed very capable..."
"But there's nothing to envy. I believe you can find your own happiness."
These words seemed to be meant to cheer the other party up, but everyone present knew that a boy as rich and handsome as Wang Fulai was hard to come by.
Now they can only choose between "spiritual" or "material", either find a handsome but poor man, or find an ugly but rich man. In any case, they can never achieve both "spiritual" and "material" happiness like Wen Xiaolu.
As soon as Wen Xiaolu finished speaking, several girls looked at each other at the same time, and they read envy, jealousy, and a hint of frustration in each other's eyes.
"That's really a good thing you said."
"Finding a boy who is better than Wang Fulai is harder than finding a needle in a haystack."
"Wen Xiaolu, your skin has improved again. What facial cleanser and cosmetics do you use?"
The girls' reactions varied, some were frustrated, some were envious, and some simply changed the subject.
Wen Xiaolu had a smile on her face: "It's very easy to whiten your skin. Just find a boyfriend and moisturize it."
"Ouch——" the girls immediately started to make a noise.
"How shameless of you to say such things in public."
"Wen Xiaolu, have you put on too much makeup? Your skin is much thicker than before."
Everyone was joking with each other.
Wen Xiaolu just smiled and didn't say anything else.
Everyone was laughing and talking in the hotel private room.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a figure in a black suit walked in: "Sorry, I'm late. There was a traffic jam on the road."
The room suddenly became quiet.
"Louis! Come here, come here. You haven't contacted me in such a long time. Have you forgotten me, your old desk mate?" Wen Xiaolu waved at Louis.
A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Louis' calm face. He looked around and felt a little out of place.
After going through so many things, he is no longer the ignorant boy he used to be, but this change is subconscious.
Now he feels that everything in front of him is ridiculous, but perhaps this is also a kind of commemoration, to commemorate their past.
"Of course I didn't forget. We were good classmates. How could I forget you?"
Louis scratched his nose and strode towards Wen Xiaolu.
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