Rebirth of the Routine King

In this way, the two of them quickly arrived at the private room on the fifth floor of the hotel.

The moment he opened the door, Wang Yan immediately felt dozens of eyes falling on him.

Before he could introduce himself, Bao Feifei laughed and said, "Brother Huan, do you remember Wang Yan? I just happened to bump into him on the road. I heard that it's your birthday, so I must come over and give you my best wishes!"

The corner of Wang Yan's mouth twitched, how come this black guy has more tricks than himself!

Did I fucking say these words?

Although I thought so in my heart, I said with a smile: "Monitor, happy birthday! I came up just to say my best wishes to you. Then... then I won't disturb your meal."

In fact, Wang Yan really doesn't want to eat with this group of people. He is not very capable and there are more ill-intentioned people in society!

If he didn't have a special feeling for Bao Feifei, he wouldn't even bother to come up!

Fu Huan raised his eyebrows: "You've already come, why are you leaving? It's about the extra pairs of chopsticks."

Bao Feifei also shouted: "Wang Yan, come and sit here!"

As a last resort, Wang Yan had to walk towards the back.

Fu Huan shouted to a short boy: "Liuzi, go tell the waiter that the food is ready!"

It was obviously a bossy tone and a condescending attitude, but the sixth son seemed to have received the imperial edict and ran out with a face full of joy.

Wang Yan immediately caught sight of Han Meimei sitting next to Fu Huan. He hadn't seen her for several years... No! She was still so beautiful after not seeing her for a lifetime!

Her appearance has changed slightly, the girlish youthfulness has faded away, and she has gained a touch of mature charm.

Perhaps because she felt a scorching gaze, Han Meimei raised her head and found that the owner of the gaze was Wang Yan. She rolled her eyes and gave him a disdainful expression.

Wang Yan didn't care at all and still stared at her with a smile.

"What are you looking at? What did I tell you when I came here?"

Bao Feifei bumped Wang Yan with his arm to remind him to pay attention to his image.

Wang Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Han Meimei is still so beautiful."

His voice was neither loud nor quiet. Han Meimei and Fu Huan probably didn't hear it, but several classmates around them heard it and turned their heads to look at him with surprised eyes.

Did Wang Yan take the courage of a leopard?

Even Fu Huan's girlfriend dares to make fun of her?

Bao Feifei was startled, glared at him, and pretended to be angry: "Do you still want to eat?"

Wang Yan spread his hands and said, "I'm telling the truth!"

"Can't you find something else to talk about? There are so many classmates, don't you know any of them?"

Wang Yan shook his head. Apart from Bao Feifei, he really didn't know anyone else.

Bao Feifei said speechlessly: "I really admire you! You have only graduated a few years ago, and your memory is really bad!"

It’s only been a few years since graduation, but for a monster like Wang Yan, it’s been twenty years since I’ve seen him in person. Where can I get to know him?

Wang Yan also noticed that the relationship between Bao Feifei and Fu Huan was just average, which could be seen from the distance between their seats.

If he was really a tough guy, how could he sit in the fucking corner?

Of course, his own position is a little lower than Bao Feifei.

Wang Yan naturally wouldn't care about this. The main purpose of his visit was to get in touch with Bao Feifei and have a meal by the way.

As for the rest, haha, even Guo Zhongyun can't invite him. Who do you think you, a little Fu Huan, are?

The meals are served one after another.

Bao Feifei suddenly discovered a strange thing. Every time the waiter served food, his eyes would always glance in the direction where he was.

Moreover, the expression in her eyes was very complicated, with both joy and respect, and even a hint of confusion.

What situation is this?

Fu Huan, the chairperson, don’t you look at it?

, what are you looking at me for?

Not only Bao Feifei, but everyone else also noticed this strange phenomenon, and all their eyes turned towards Bao Feifei for a while.

Wang Yan, on the other hand, lowered his head and played with his phone as if nothing had happened.

He ignored everyone's looks.

"Huh? Wang Yan, what brand of mobile phone do you have? Does it look like Vertu?"

A boy wearing glasses said in surprise.

Wang Yan naturally put the phone back into his pocket and said with a smile: "I bought it from a street stall for 180 yuan."

Another girl with heavy makeup smiled and said: "Qin Gang, are you blind? Can Wang Yan use a Vertu phone? The cheapest one costs tens of thousands!"

The boy named Qin Gang also smiled and said: "My uncle just bought one a few days ago, so I asked because it looked familiar. Wang Yan, can you let me take a look?"

"certainly!"

Wang Yan did not hesitate and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

I'm happy to see Hunter, I understand.

Qin Gang took the phone into his hand. After checking it, the look in his eyes became more and more suspicious: "This...it doesn't look like a counterfeit? It's almost the same as my uncle's."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I don't know about that. Anyway, I spent 180 on it at a street stall."

Qin Gang's eyes lit up: "Wang Yan, can you sell it to me for two hundred yuan? Although it is fake, you can still pretend to be cool or something."

"Okay! I can give it to you without any money!"

Wang Yan still didn't hesitate, and the smile on his face didn't look like he was joking.

Qin Gang quickly said: "How can you not ask for money..."

As he spoke, he took out two hundred dollars from his pocket.

Just when Wang Yan reached out to pick it up, he heard an angry voice ringing in his ears.

"Have you played or not? We are discussing here with a broken mobile phone! Don't you know that today is Brother Huan's birthday? Do you take him seriously?"

The person who spoke was a boy with the same cropped hair. Not only did his tone of voice be harsh, but his eyes were also sharp. Especially when he looked at Wang Yan, his disdainful gaze was not concealed at all.

Although Fu Huan, who was sitting in the main seat, did not speak, his face was gloomy.

It can be seen that he is also very dissatisfied with the topic discussion triggered by a mobile phone.

That’s what it is!

You, Wang Yan, were not on the invitation list. Now that you are here, you don’t even have the basic etiquette of offering a cigarette. You sit down on your seat and don’t even fart!

Forget it, now you are showing off your power with a 180-yuan mobile phone. Have you taken today’s protagonist seriously?

After being scolded, Qin Gang retracted his arm and whispered to Wang Yan: "We will trade later."

Wang Yan was not affected by these harsh words at all. He took back his phone naturally and gave Qin Gang an OK gesture.

Bao Feifei was a little embarrassed. After all, he was the one who brought Wang Yan here. Being slapped in the face like this made his face dull.

At that moment, he looked at Wang Yan with a complaining look in his eyes, stuffed the stick in his pocket to him, and whispered: "Go and smoke a cigarette and say a few nice words."

Wang Yan chuckled: "Who should I offer cigarettes to? Who deserves it?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet. Fu Heng, who was sitting in the upper seat, couldn't hear it, but several classmates around him could hear it clearly.

Suddenly he looked at Wang Yan with a trace of doubt in his eyes: Wasn't this Wang Yan stupid in college? Why did he speak in such a loud tone?

The girl just now had a look of disdain on her face, curled her lips and said in a low voice: "My ability is not great, but my tone is not small! If you are capable, let everyone know!"

Bao Feifei covered her face with one hand, moved her dining chair, and subconsciously kept a distance from Wang Yan.

Wang Yan pulled the chair and moved it towards Bao Feifei, and said with a smile: "Feifei, you are so far away from me."

Why are you so far away? I am only your relative..."

Bao Feifei said with a sad face: "Wang Yan, if you dare to brag again, you... will be my fucking enemy!"

Wang Yan chuckled: "Okay, okay, stop bragging."

At this time, the boy with the short hair spoke again.

However, his expression this time was completely different from before. He smiled and said to everyone: "Come on! Today is Brother Huan's birthday. Let's all raise our glasses and give a toast to Brother Huan!"

Wang Yan lay down next to Bao Feifei's ear and said, "What are the rules at home? We haven't eaten yet, why are we drinking first?"

Bao Feifei said angrily: "There are no rules! Just keep your head down and eat later, and just chime in and say a few words."

He could also see that Wang Yan was indeed different from when he took the college entrance examination.

He has more tolerance than his peers.

How do you describe this kind of magnanimity?

It seems that nothing can embarrass him. No matter how tricky others say or how embarrassing the situation is, he can remain calm and composed.

Generally speaking, magnanimity only appears in middle-aged people who have gone through vicissitudes of life.

Of course, in addition to middle-aged people, you can also see it among the children of wealthy families. Because they have strong confidence, nothing can scare them.

But you Wang Yan......

Bao Feifei was a little confused, how could this extremely rare quality appear in you, Wang Yan?

Your family background is average, even a little poor. It has only been a little more than a year since you graduated from college, and you haven’t had that much experience to temper your will?

Of course, Bao Feifei was the only one who thought of the word magnanimity from the calm and composed Wang Yan.

As for other students, they all subconsciously believed that the reason Wang Yan was so calm was because he was thick-skinned...

...

Wang Yan didn't notice the suspicion in Bao Feifei's eyes, his attention was all on Fu Huan.

I saw Fu Huan sitting carelessly on the main seat, enjoying the congratulations from everyone.

Classmate A: Happy birthday, Chief Fu! I wish you and your sister-in-law a long life! I will do whatever you want.

Classmate B: Brother Huan, happy birthday! I wish you success in your career! I did it, you can do whatever you want.

Classmate C: Happy birthday, monitor! I wish you eighteen years of age! Eighteen times every night...

The order of speaking is also very particular. They are arranged according to their seats, and blessings are given in order from top to bottom.

Wang Yan couldn't help but want to laugh.

Those who knew it were living their lives, but those who didn’t know it thought they were worshiping the mountains!

Isn’t it just a matter of life?

Are they fucking divided into three, six, and nine grades?

Soon it was Bao Feifei's turn.

I saw this black boy holding up a full wine glass and saying with a bright smile: "Brother Huan, I wish you a happy birthday first, and then I wish you a happy life and a prosperous career! I will do it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he raised his neck and slowly poured the wine into his throat.

Fu Huan took a symbolic sip, and then said with a smile: "Feifei, you are the most slippery kid when drinking! I promised you not to leave a drop!"

After finishing the drink, Bao Feifei turned the glass upside down, and sure enough, not a drop fell.

After Bao Feifei passed by, two more classmates sent birthday wishes to Fu Huan and also drank a full glass of wine.

In the end, only Wang Yan was left.

But I saw that he also picked up the wine glass, walked forward slowly, and then said with a smile: "Fu Huan, happy birthday."

Fu Huan's originally smiling face suddenly dropped.

The laughter in the room gradually disappeared, and everyone looked at Wang Yan with strange eyes.

It's like looking at a fool.

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ps: I will add another chapter today, thank you all for your support.