Chapter 2 (1/2)

Chapter 2

Su Mu said, ”Hush. Lower your voice.”

”Uh…” He Wenzhou covered his mouth and peeked at Jing Zhixuan's direction. ”Oh, I won't say it.”

The cla.s.s reunion had not become pure.

Some people came to show off. Some people were looking for business opportunities. Some women were looking for men to marry, and some men were seeking for a night of excitement.

So when He Wenzhou pulled Su Mu into a table at the corner, their audience was only three people of the most inconspicuous eight-person table. There were three empty seats after Su Mu and He Wenzhou joined them.

The other three people were two older seniors and a young, fat senior school girl. Su Mu did not know them.

He Wenzhou introduced him to the other people before he sat down. Su Mu and the senior school girl sat down together after a simple greeting.

The two seniors were dressed in plain clothes. All of them wore soft s.h.i.+rts with trousers. They looked very low-key. And you couldn't tell if they just mixed in to pretend to be low-key or they were really low-key people.

The fat girl had an estimated weight of 180 pounds. It was understandable for her being low profile. After Su Mu finished greeting them, she bowed her head and engrossed herself with her mobile phone.

The world can only understand the beauty of her soul.

Su Mu deliberately wore a set of light gray and semi-casual suit today. They were steady and simple. At first glance, his clothes were matched with Jing Zhixuan's clothes.

Wearing a pink and green outfit, He Wenzhou who looked like a display peac.o.c.k was the only star that will s.h.i.+ne on this table.

After Su Mu took a seat. He Wenzhou handed him a gla.s.s of orange juice and showed off. ”This is a good location. This place will be filled with wine after a while. Huang Bayi took me out today. If I go back drunk, I'm going to get a hard time.”

”Cough cough.” Su Mu coughed twice. He took the napkin that He Wenzho handed over. He swallowed and smiled. ”Old Huang really looks after you a lot. He's not too lazy to have a serious eye in picking up people.”

”Hey!” He Wenzhou listened and raised his eyebrows. He squeezed Su Mu's thin shoulders and smiled. ”Why do you specially slander the parents who give you food and clothing? Big and unfilial!”

”Oh,”Su Mu m.u.f.fled. He raised his eyebrow high at He Wenzhou. ”When will you give me a new case? Baba (Dad), your son and grandson are almost out of food.”

”You can't say that you don't have money.”He Wenzhou patted his chest. ”This Baba can still starve his own children and grandchildren at home.”

”…” Su Mu didn't overdo it, even if he was interested in talking with He Wenzhou. The name Jing Zhixuan still swayed back and forth in his head.

”It's alright.” He Wenzhou put a new plate of food in front of him. ”Recently, whether it is for a large or small company or for home furnis.h.i.+ngs, the Nordic decoration style and pop art paintings are popular. The Chinese painting market is really not as good as it was before. But rest a.s.sured I will let my family take care of you.”

”En, thank you, Baba.” Su Mu bowed down and picked up the chopsticks. He put some food into his mouth and chewed it. The dish tasted good.

Old Huang or Huang Bayi was He Wenzhou's man. Huang Yaoquan was a big name in very high-end luxury traditional goods.

However, according to He Wenzhou's words, Huang Yaoquan met him and took off his clothes, stripping him naked.

As a result, He Wenzhou did not hesitate to waste a few brain cells to give Huang Yaoquan (黄耀权) a nickname—Huang Bayi (黄扒衣).

Huang Yaoquan was in the painting business. In the past few years, Su Mu raised his child by earning a living as a painter. So, He Wenzhou from Huang Yaoquan's little family became his wild Baba.

After so many years of knowing each other, He Wenzhou was also familiar with Su Mu. You can occasionally owe a debt of grat.i.tude, but owing money was definitely something that could not be done.

”Then again, Su Mu was once a rich second generation for more than 20 years. In those years, he could summon the wind and rain. Once the tall shelves were put up, it would be difficult to let go.

After chewing a piece of meat, Su Mu drank some orange juice.

The throat felt uncomfortable, and tears almost came out.

No one knew that at that moment, his hands and feet were in cold sweats. And the bamboo chopsticks in his hands almost slipped, unable to get a second piece of meat.

Jing Zhixuan was on the left hand side of Su Mu, separated by He Wenzhou and two round tables. He should be able to see the person he thought of day and night.