Facing this former campus belle, Wang Yu grinned.
He seemed to recall that she had followed a rich young master not long after graduation. Yes, the kind without a proper status.
Wang Yu not only knew that young master but was also very familiar with him.
Zhao Tao, the director of the Jiangyang Agricultural Machinery Factory!
This world truly has its coincidences!
"Forget it, I'd better sit by the door. I'll give a hand when the food is served." Casually waving his hand, Wang Yu and Wu Lingling found an empty seat by the door and sat down.
He glanced at Du Yujuan, and then at Wu Lingling, who was dressed simply with her hair tied up in a ponytail.
Wang Yu suddenly felt that this kind of clean and crisp feeling was more comfortable and pleasing to the eye.
Seeing that Wang Yu was determined to sit by the door, Hong Jianjun smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he naturally sat next to Du Yujuan.
And she also smiled charmingly, subtly moving a little closer to him.
"Everyone."
Seeing that most of the guests had arrived, Hong Jianjun stood up, holding a crystal glass that looked very high-end, filled with deep red wine.
"I'm very happy to be reunited with all my old classmates today. Let's have a toast together."
Hong Jianjun, as the host, raised his glass to everyone, and everyone quickly raised their glasses in return.
After Hong Jianjun's toast, the guests began to toast each other.
As a few glasses of wine went down, the atmosphere began to liven up.
"Jianjun, this drink you're having makes me feel a bit tipsy. It's quite delicious. What is it?"
Someone at the table asked, as red wine was still somewhat foreign to most ordinary working-class people at that time.
"Haha, this isn't a soft drink, it's red wine, also known as grape wine. Didn't we learn ancient poetry? 'Grapes and fine wine in jade cups, this is grape wine.' That's what this is."
Hong Jianjun explained with a smile, showing off his knowledge.
"You're too kind, Jianjun. You're so generous, and you haven't forgotten your old classmates even after becoming successful. I never imagined I'd be in a place like this, like a fairyland."
"Tsk, tsk, a top student is indeed a top student. You can quote all sorts of allusions with ease."
"We rough folks are fortunate enough to taste this fine grape wine thanks to you."
The old classmates started to flatter and echo him. Hong Jianjun smiled slightly and said,
"I'm really sorry. It was prepared rather hastily, and it's not particularly good wine, so please excuse me."
He said he was sorry, but there was no hint of apology in his tone. Hong Jianjun's words were met with another round of flattery.
"Indeed, it's not very good wine."
A voice suddenly chimed in, unsuitably breaking the harmonious scene.
Everyone froze and turned their gaze to the door, the source of the voice.
It turned out to be Wu Ling, who was standing by Wang Yu. She took a sip of the red wine while muttering, exuding an indescribable aura.
"Wang Yu, is this your girlfriend?" Hong Jianjun asked Wang Yu with some displeasure, clearly annoyed by Wu Lingling's comment.
"Um, sort of." Wang Yu replied vaguely, looking at Wu Lingling with a sudden thoughtful expression.
Such a generous and graceful demeanor, so full of presence!
Clearly, Wu Lingling had no intention of explaining. She calmly sipped her red wine, as if Hong Jianjun's questioning of Wang Yu had no effect on her.
"Little sister, you don't understand. High-class red wine needs to be savored slowly."
Du Yujuan chuckled beside them, drawing everyone's attention. She raised her stemmed glass and gently swirled it as she spoke.
"Heh, Yu Juan still has taste."
Hong Jianjun echoed with a smile. The other old classmates also came forward to tease them, saying how well-matched they were, thus dispelling the awkward silence brought about by Wu Lingling.
"It really isn't very good."
As everyone started to chatter again, Wu Lingling whispered to Wang Yu, "The wine is turbid, the aroma is bland. Although it has the common sourness of wine, it completely lacks the expected fragrance.
It's probably the worst quality grape wine, just fooling people who don't know any better."
"This is like 'Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai,' one willing to fight, the other willing to be beaten." Wang Yu shrugged. "Didn't you want to come? Now you have objections?"
"I wouldn't say I have objections." Wu Lingling smiled as she watched the scene unfolding before them.
Amidst the flattery and teasing from the crowd, Hong Jianjun had already begun to toast Du Yujuan, their actions and words becoming somewhat ambiguous.
Both of them had flushed faces, it was unclear if it was from drinking too much or some other reason...
"It's just looking at your classmates. It's quite interesting. In comparison, you and they seem quite different."
Listening to Wu Lingling's words, Wang Yu shook his head. "Perhaps it's because my mind is full of engine oil and gears?"
This was a phrase Wu Lingling had used to tease him earlier.
"Haha, you're really amusing. Are you trying to retort now?" Wu Lingling laughed, while looking at Hong Jianjun, who had become the center of attention.
"What's the point of such low-level showing off? I don't know why you're so interested." Wang Yu pouted and took a dish with his red wine.
Indeed, the food in this private room was quite good.
"Heh, watching a monkey show isn't bad either." Wu Lingling poured more wine for Wang Yu. "At least you don't have anything to show off yet. He's from Qinglu Group, a multinational conglomerate that has monopolized industrial giants in many countries in Dongzhou. It's not comparable to your small-scale car factory."
Wu Lingling's teasing tone carried a hint of seriousness, indicating that the other party's background was indeed extraordinary.
Hong Jianjun truly had grounds for showing off.
"Heh, do I need to show off?" Wang Yu shook his head, perhaps feeling a slight dizziness from the red wine. "Qinglu Group is indeed powerful, I cannot deny that. But that's just the group being powerful, what does it have to do with Hong Jianjun? And it has nothing to do with me."
"Besides, my ambition is not limited to a small-scale car factory. My goal is to one day break out of Dongzhou and stand at the pinnacle of the world.
When that day comes, I will build whatever our country needs. That Qinglu Group, I truly don't have it in my sights."
As Wang Yu finished speaking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.
A cold and arrogant voice announced as someone walked in.
"I'd like to see who has such big talk and doesn't put our Qinglu Group in their eyes?"
The newcomer, around thirty years old, exuded a dignified aura. After entering the private room, his sharp gaze swept around the room before finally settling on Wang Yu.