Chapter 19 World One [19]
"What the class teacher said makes sense. Money should be spent wisely. A rough man like me can't tell the difference between good and bad wine. Xue Fan, instead of giving a rough man like me a bargain, why don't you help a poor student and help him finish his studies?"
"I'm also a rough man. Wild boars can't eat fine bran. Just some beer will do next time."
"Xiao Yu, you're not making a fortune quietly, I think you're doing good deeds quietly!"
After the class teacher spoke, many students who respected their teachers followed suit. They had no right to blame Xue Fan for paying the bill, but they could still belittle themselves and express their feelings.
Xue Fan was so blocked by the back-and-forth that he was speechless. He could only show a slightly dissatisfied look and speak in a joking tone.
"The treat is now my fault. How about we split the bill? Then I'll donate to No. 1 Middle School as well?" Xue Fan casually glanced at some people dressed relatively casually and said, "But I just opened a bottle of red wine worth over 100,000 yuan. If we split the bill, each person might have to pay several thousand yuan. Are you sure you want to split the bill?"
After hearing that a meal would cost thousands of yuan, the students who only earned a few thousand yuan a month were upset. Regardless of whether they drank or not, the fact that Xue Fan opened three bottles of wine for them was undeniable.
After thinking about the small amount of money left in their bank cards, some people who had already drunk the red wine couldn't help but start speaking for Xue Fan.
"Xue Fan invited everyone to dinner with good intentions. There's no need to make a big deal out of it."
"You can spend your money however you want, as long as you don't overspend."
"That's right, President Xue also said he would donate money to the school. There's no need to compare this."
After hearing these words, Xue Fan's expression eased a little. Although money is not omnipotent, it can solve many problems.
Three bottles of wine can make so many people stand on my side. If I promise some more benefits, I am afraid that most of the people present will stand on my side.
Just when Xue Fan was about to say something, there was a knock on the door outside the box, and a row of waiters carrying dishes came in one after another.
Lobster, yellow croaker, tomahawk, caviar, and many other well-known expensive ingredients were delivered. The hotel manager came in with a smile even brighter than before, holding a bottle of wine that looked very old.
"We didn't order these. Did you send the wrong ones?" said a person who was frightened by being asked to pay several thousand dollars, fearing that he would also have to pay for these dishes.
The wine alone would cost them around 4,000. If they add these things, it would probably cost at least 7,000 or 8,000!
They may not recognize red wine, but most people know the value of the aged white wine in the hotel manager's hands. From how much the other party cherishes it, you can tell that it is a good thing that can be put on auction.
Xue Fan also frowned subconsciously. He only ordered the most expensive bottles of red wine and did not plan for this.
"You must be Teacher Liu, right? This is a special gift from a guest to you. The guest in the private room has already paid the bill." The hotel manager ignored Xue Fan and happily handed the liquor to Ban Ren.
"This is too valuable. I can't accept it." Ban Ren could also see the value of this bottle of liquor. It was a 1971 liquor and it was estimated to cost at least 100,000 yuan.
"Teacher Liu, the customer gave us the item and left. If you don't need it, why not return it to him later?"
The hotel manager placed the exquisitely packaged liquor next to Ban Ren's hand, a look of embarrassment on his face. "We dare not keep such a valuable item for you. We hope that you will understand us, Mr. Liu."
Teacher Liu didn't want to embarrass the hotel manager, so she asked, "Did the other party say who she was?"
"The guest only said his last name was Jing," the hotel manager replied.
Jing? The class teacher subconsciously recalled whether he had ever taught a student named Jing.
"Teacher, it should be my friend. She heard that I was coming here to attend the class reunion, so she prepared these." Shang Siyu spoke up to claim it, with a hint of helplessness on his face.
It seems that Jing Ke knows Xue Fan better than herself. She guessed that he would do this early on and made preparations in advance to overshadow him.
"My friend is the investor Xue Fan mentioned just now. He just came back from abroad not long ago. I mentioned that the teacher likes white wine. I didn't expect her to prepare these." Shang Siyu explained.
Although both of them spent money to show off, Xue Fan and Jing Ke's approaches were completely different.
One is simply spending money to buy expensive wine, and when he sees that the situation is not going well, he threatens everyone to split the bill. He says he will pay but actually doesn't pay a penny.
The other one was to cater to the other person's preferences by giving him some white wine. Although the dishes he ordered were a bit luxurious, he paid the money without even showing his face.
After comparing the two, it is obvious who is trying to show off and who really wants to treat everyone to a meal.
After hearing that someone had already paid the bill, the expressions on the faces of the more than 30 people were different. Some secretly breathed a sigh of relief, some were curious about who Shang Siyu's friend was, and some looked evasive and guilty.
Shang Siyu didn't pay much attention to other people's reactions, but just lowered his voice to persuade Ban Ren to accept the bottle of wine.
"Teacher, my friend is really not short of money. The investment she gave me is in the nine figures." Shang Siyu could only reveal a little information.
After receiving a shocked look from Ban Ren, Shang Siyu successfully persuaded him to accept the liquor that Jing Ke had bought at a high price.
After losing face once again, Xue Fan could no longer maintain the fake smile on his face, and there was obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Shang Siyu.
After thinking that he would get the land that Shang Siyu had set his eyes on with a slight advantage, Xue Fan managed to calm down and not lose his composure.
Let Shang Siyu be proud for a short while, because after this holiday it will be time for the other party to cry.
After Xue Fan calmed down, the other people in the group made a few jokes and the room soon became lively again.
However, it was visible to the naked eye that there were far more people gathering around Shang Siyu to chat with her than around Xue Fan.
Overall, the atmosphere at the reunion was quite good. Those who had already been working in society for two or three years began to reminisce about their good old school days.
Compared to being a miserable office worker, students who only need to study seem to be much happier.
Shang Siyu didn't have any thoughts of going back to high school. Being a student has its advantages, and being an adult also has its advantages.
At the root of it all, most people who reminisce about the past and want to go back to the past are not satisfied with reality and want to start over again to make up for their regrets.
Time passed by little by little. After the red wine was finished and the waiter brought the fruit plate, this class reunion was almost coming to an end.
The organizer said that they had booked a KTV room and invited everyone to have a great time today.
"Mr. Shang treated everyone to dinner, so I'll treat everyone to a song." Xue Fan put on a fake smile, trying to save face. "I wonder if Mr. Shang would be so kind as to give me a chance?"
"No, I have other plans tonight, so I won't join you all. Have fun." Shang Siyu reacted calmly and politely rejected Xue Fan.
After someone took the lead in refusing, the female classmates all echoed each other, saying that there were only three or four microphones in a box at most, and how could so many people sing? They were not interested in playing dice or truth or dare.
So, in the end, only seven or eight boys gathered around Xue Fan, which made the smile on someone's face look forced again.
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"Shang Siyu, here." After seeing people coming out of the hotel one after another, Jing Ke accurately recognized Shang Siyu who was walking near Ban Ren.
After hearing his name, Shang Siyu subconsciously looked over and waved to Jing Ke, then turned to talk to the class teacher, "Teacher, this is my friend. Why don't you come with me and we'll take you home?"
Ban Ren shook his head. "You know where I live. It's only a ten-minute walk. I can just walk back."
"Also, this wine is too expensive. You should give it back to your friend. Even if your friend is rich, he shouldn't spend it like this." Ban Ren forcefully stuffed the thing in his hand to Shang Siyu.
"Teacher, this is just a little gift from her..." Shang Siyu said.
"If you still recognize me as your teacher, then be obedient." The class teacher interrupted Shang Siyu and used his status to pressure her.
Seeing Shang Siyu tripped, Jing Ke took the initiative to walk over.
"Hello, teacher. I am Jing Ke, a good friend of Shang Siyu." Jing Ke said as he bent down slightly, putting himself in the position of a junior.
"Okay, Xiaoyu's friend, right? I feel your kindness, so you should take this gift back." The class teacher's tone was very firm.
"Teacher, is it that the gift I prepared is not to your liking?" Jing Ke asked with a frown.
Ban Ren shook his head. "The wine you prepared is too expensive. This kind of wine is suitable for collection, not for drinking."
"Wine is meant to be drunk, no matter how valuable it is." Jing Ke paused and said, "Teacher, if you are not satisfied, I will give you a different brand of wine next time."
"It's not about the wine. I won't accept this gift without doing anything." Ban Ren insisted.
Jing Ke looked puzzled. "Teacher, why do you feel you have no credit? Haven't you trained many outstanding students?"
"Isn't it normal for students to repay their teachers within their ability after achieving academic success?"
Jing Ke continued, "Although I am not your student, Shang Siyu is your student."
"I can make a lot of money by cooperating with Shang Siyu. I think it's not too much for me to thank the teacher who trained her, right?"
Ban Ren blinked, not knowing how to logically refute it.
Shang Siyu held back her laughter. She knew that no one could break Jing Ke's logic, especially some of her overly straightforward words, which could sometimes have unexpected effects.
In the end, Ban Ren accepted the gift, but she declined the offer to send her back and insisted on walking back alone.
Jing Ke didn't insist on being polite, but looked in another direction.
"Shang Siyu, it seems someone is still waiting for you." Jing Ke spoke, his eyes falling on He Minmin who was standing by the street light but had not left.
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