At the beginning of the delivery, the global price will depreciate by one million times

At this moment, Liang Tian was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that delivering takeout would coincide with a class reunion.

Moreover, most of the dozen or so classmates at the party were rich second-generation people who were famous in the entire school.

During school, Liang Tian and them were not the same person, let alone after graduation, they had no contact at all.

Now, these people are coaxing him to sing happy birthday to a classmate sitting at the top.

This kind of situation has never happened to Liang Tian in the more than two years he has been delivering food.

Liang Tianben wanted to use the excuse that he still had takeout to deliver and slithered away quickly, not wanting to have too much to do with these rich second generations who had different aspirations and different views.

But a tall and thick classmate grabbed his arm and threw a one-cent note directly in his face.

Then he said in a commanding tone;

"Hurry up, sing as long as you are told!"

"This cent is enough for you to make food delivery for several days, right?"

"Now, the most important thing for you is to sing happy birthday to Mr. Cha. I will give you a chance. Don't be disrespectful!"

Liang Tian couldn't help but frown as he looked at the one-cent banknote that hit him in the face and fell to the ground.

These arrogant and domineering rich second generation have really remained the same as when they were in school. They really feel that they can do whatever they want if they have money.

Mr. Cha, who was sitting in the upper seat, smiled and raised his hand and said:

"Forget it, we are all old classmates, so don't embarrass him too much."

After a pause, Mr. Cha stared at Liang Tian like a smiling tiger and continued;

"It's fine if you don't sing, but you have to give me the honor of sitting down and having a drink, right?"

Before Liang Tian could answer, he was roughly pushed onto a chair by that wealthy second-generation classmate.

All around, those arrogant and domineering rich second-generation classmates greeted Young Master Cha with smiles;

"Young Master Cha is really loyal. He can be so tolerant to an old classmate with whom we have no close friendship."

"Yes, when I was in school, I felt that Mr. Cha was extraordinary. Now he turns into a dragon when encountering a storm. Come on, let me offer you a drink first..."

Seeing the rich second generation complimenting Master Cha so much, Liang Tian, ​​who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Because in Liang Tian's impression, Mr. Cha, whose full name is Cha Xinglong, cannot compare with those rich second generations in terms of family background.

Not only that, in high school, Zha Xinglong was a typical follower of these rich second generation, a loser.

At that time, Zha Xinglong had to be shy and compliment these rich second generations, but why is it the other way around now?

Just when Liang Tian was puzzled, the second-generation rich man hit him on the shoulder and said;

"Hey! Didn't you hear what Mr. Cha said? Let you have a drink. This is enough to give you face."

"Do you know that today's Young Master Cha is different from the past? Just a few days ago, Young Master Cha's father was promoted to bank president!"

Hearing this, Liang Tian suddenly felt enlightened.

I also remembered that in high school, the reason why Zha Xinglong became the henchman of the rich second generation was because Zha Xinglong's father was a bank employee.

Zha Xinglong was also instructed by his father to please the rich second generation, in order to use this relationship to get in touch with the parents of the rich second generation.

Then he shamelessly invites those rich second-generation parents to dinner, solicits deposits, loans and other business to improve his own performance.

These things were well known to the whole school at that time, and Cha Xinglong and his son were often said behind their backs that they were the "dog lickers" of the rich.

Unexpectedly, however, things turned around and Zha Xinglong's father was promoted to bank president.

This change in status caused earth-shaking changes in the status of these rich second generation and Zha Xinglong.

After all, the families of these second-generation rich people are all doing business.

And which business person wouldn't want to have a good relationship with the bank president?

However, Wang Liang felt that these matters had little to do with him, and he had no intention of getting acquainted with the bank president.

Since you don't do business or make loans, why are you rushing to curry favor with the bank president?

Besides, if I really want to say flattery, it should be the bank president who wants to flatter himself now.

Every day...oh, no, every half day, I can earn one or two hundred yuan, and then I have hundreds of yuan in expenses in the afternoon.

Especially in the bank, I have bought a lot of investment gold bars recently, so I can be considered a big customer of the bank.

Thinking of this, Liang Tian drank a glass of wine, said a few perfunctory blessings and congratulations, and prepared to leave.

In the afternoon, I was planning to go to the bank to buy some more gold bars for investment. I had already made an appointment. There weren’t that many yesterday, and I promised to make arrangements for them today.

But Cha Xinglong said a word;

"Stop, do I let you go?"

As soon as Liang Tian stood up, he was pushed back to his seat by the wealthy second generation.

Liang Tian couldn't help but frown;

"Zha Xinglong, what do you mean?"

As soon as these words came out, all kinds of rich second generations jumped out.

"Bold! How dare you call Master Cha by his first name!"

"That's right! It's too shameful for you, isn't it? You guys are messing with him!"

Just when several wealthy second-generation people were about to attack Liang Tian, ​​Zha Xinglong showed a smile on his face and raised his hand to press down.

"Hey, we are all old classmates, what are we doing?"

The rich second generation settled down. Zha Xinglong stared at Liang Tian with a smile and said;

"I said old classmate, how did you get around?"

"When you were in school, weren't you excellent in all aspects? You were often praised by teachers."

"Especially when our brothers make mistakes, the teacher often uses you to lecture us."

"What do you mean, let us see you. Although your family conditions are not good, you study hard, work hard, and do your duty honestly."

"They also said that after a few years, the gap will widen, and those of us who rely on our families will be in vain."

"But looking at it now, you, a good student in the eyes of the teacher, can make a lot of achievements, why are you in the worst situation now?"

"Haha, so I see, what the teacher said before was all bullshit. Just listen to the teacher. That is misleading the students."

"Liang Tian, ​​do you think what I said is right?"

After hearing these words, Liang Tian sat there with his head lowered and said nothing.

The rich second generation people around started laughing again.

"Poor people can only remain poor throughout their lives. No matter how hard they work, they can only struggle to survive on the line of food and clothing."

"That is, our family's current wealth and status are all due to the efforts of several generations. Why should we lose to the poor ten years of being a topic writer in a small town?"

"By the way, speaking of it, Wen Xiaorou, the class beauty back then, seems to have liked Liang Tian. The two of them have always been at the same table."

"Well, at first we ignored our brothers and Wen Xiaorou. Her family was in good condition at that time, but a few years ago I heard that they were bankrupt."

"Haha, it's true that birds of a feather flock together, and people who like the poor eventually become poor."

"Haha, Liang Tian, ​​did you hear that? Speaking of which, you were the one who harmed Wen Xiaorou..."