It's normal. Although they graduated from a prestigious secondary school, they have only worked for two years now and have no chance to eat in a hotel of this level.

Seeing that several classmates didn't dare to speak timidly, Qiu Wentao smiled slightly and began to guide the students.

"Don't be so reserved. We are guests. Just treat this place as your own home. Let's go, I've booked a 606 box."

Obviously, Qiu Wentao became the leader among several students, and naturally felt superior invisibly.

......

The 606 box is very lively.

The students have already started the miserable competition.

"Oh, today's meal made it even worse for me, a family that was not wealthy."

"I checked it, it's 600 yuan per person. Isn't it nice to make a 648 yuan?"

"I have overdrawn my credit card. I haven't paid back this month's Huabei yet. Who do you guys will lend me a little later?"

"Oh my god, damn AA system. I was eating instant noodles tonight, but Qiu Wentao insisted on letting me do it."

The current class reunion has changed, and it has long been no longer the pretentious conference of the past.

What is more popular now is the conference of misery, the conference of crying poverty.

At this time, the door opened.

A man and a woman came in.

The man is Zhang Sirui, and the woman is the class beauty Yaqin.

Zhang Sirui was chasing Yaqin, but Yaqin was not so easily caught. She was just a Mercedes-Benz worth 700,000 to 800,000 yuan, and she could barely get to know her.

Qiu Wentao's expression suddenly shook when he saw Zhang Sirui and the class beauty Yaqin coming in together.

Mom!
Chapter completed!