Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 6 Classmates Lend a Helping Hand
The class reunion was held quickly as scheduled, all thanks to Fei Jiani.

Sang Xiaoyu has never attended any previous class reunions.

One is that she is busy, and the other is that her husband does not like her to participate in such occasions.

The location of the restaurant was set at a high-end restaurant in the urban area. Because Jiang Chunhui had approved in advance, the students only needed to bring their heads. Moreover, Jiang Chunhui said, order whatever you want, don't try to save him money.

Crabs, prawns, and sea cucumbers were ordered by the students. If the monitor Wang Ximo hadn't spoken, these people would still be talking about seafood.

Wang Ximo said that Jiang Chunhui came and went without a trace, if he really doesn't come, what will happen to this dish?Three or four hundred per person?

Only then did the girls stop, and began to look at the recipes of ordinary people.

Sang Xiaoyu and Fei Jiani are here.

The old Snow White finally becomes Cinderella, and people like that.

Someone asked Sang Xiaoyu, why didn't she participate in the original class reunion?Are you looking down on your old classmates?

The one who spoke was Zhao Siyue, a girl who had a bad relationship with Sang Xiaoyu.

Sang Xiaoyu kept smiling and said that she was too busy.

Zhao Siyue asked again, why are you not busy now?
Sang Xiaoyu said he was bankrupt, so of course he was not busy.

Zhao Siyue said that if we don't go bankrupt, it will be difficult for us to see you?
Sang Xiaoyu said that not everyone wants to see her, such as you.

What else Zhao Siyue wanted to say, Fei Jiani pressed Sang Xiaoyu on the chair and said loudly: "We are all old classmates, Sang Xiaoyu has some problems in her career now, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't make things difficult for her .”

Wang Ximo asked everyone to take their seats, and someone asked why Jiang Chunhui hadn't come yet?We can't afford the money if he doesn't come.

Zhao Siyue said: "Don't worry about it. Why did Jiang Chunhui join the class reunion? Why don't we pay the bill? If Sang Xiaoyu didn't come, would he come?
Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart, and we are just a foil. "

"Then don't come." Someone whispered back.

"Why don't you come? You have to come to improve the food." Zhao Siyue said angrily when no one was around.

Fei Jiani told Sang Xiaoyu more than once that Zhao Siyue lived in poverty, and now she has become a cleaning lady...

At that time, Sang Xiaoyu still had a little sympathy in her heart, but she didn't expect that now she is following in her footsteps, even worse than her, she has no debts, what about herself?
Sang Xiaoyu feels that everyone's life is better than her own.

Fei Jiani was upset, and said, "Zhao Siyue, what's the matter with you? You're so weird, didn't Jiang Chunhui attend the class reunion?"

Zhao Siyue was justified now. She stood up and retorted: "People nowadays will be questioned if they tell the truth. Am I wrong? Jiang Chunhui has participated in two class reunions.

Once, someone lied to him that Sang Xiaoyu would definitely come and he came. What happened?After eating two mouthfuls, he left without even taking out the AA money, and the second time was even more exasperating, he was the one who asked people to find Sang Xiaoyu all over the world..."

"So what? Do you blame him for not looking for you?"

Fei Jiani's words made many students laugh.

Wang Ximo said: "Don't care who he is for, he is also our classmate, and it is not easy for us classmates to gather together. He has traveled all over the world. Of course we are happy to be here, and the reason doesn't matter."

Zhao Siyue sat down unwillingly and said, "Fei Jiani, don't look at Jiang Chunhui chasing you, but he only has Sang Xiaoyu in his heart."

Fei Jiani laughed immediately and said, "It's not something to be ashamed of. He chased me to show that I am qualified to let him chase me. Whether I agree or not is my business."

Sang Xiaoyu saw that Zhao Siyue was pressing every step of the way, but she was retreating steadily. Without Fei Jiani, she still didn't know how far she would retreat.

Zhao Siyue gave Fei Jiani a blank look, and stopped talking, feeling 1 unbalanced in her heart.

Successful people like to step a little bit late or a little bit late.

Just after six o'clock, Jiang Chunhui appeared at the door of the box.

Everyone cast their eyes on this successful man. It is almost difficult for him to show up in Mei Lanjiang. It is said that he has driven his business to the south, so he uses airplanes as a means of transportation all day long.

Jiang Chunhui was wearing a crisp high-end suit, and the light-colored suit perfectly set off his appearance as a business elite.

Jiang Chunhui is more than 1.8 meters tall, and his brown face is full of the indifference of a successful person. As soon as he came in, he loudly said that he was late and that he would be punished later.

Zhao Siyue, who had eaten gunpowder just now, suddenly became charming and charming, and her voice was soft like a warbler: "What kind of punishment is it? You are a successful person who manages a lot of things every day. It is our blessing to come to our party."

These words were so blatant that even Jiang Chunhui didn't dare to speak to him. Many people focused on Jiang Chunhui to see how he thought of Sang Xiaoyu.

Fei Jiani immediately became upset, and said to Zhao Siyue: "I think you should go learn Sichuan Opera, your face becomes so fast? That's not what you said just now."

Zhao Siyue was a little embarrassed, and said forcefully, "I want you to take care of it."

Sang Xiaoyu sat in the corner, desperately not wanting to look at him, but in fact she did come for him.

Sang Xiaoyu is too short of money, and now only this man can satisfy all her needs, provided that she doesn't betray herself, Sang Xiaoyu feels that she is gambling, winning or losing depends on one move.

Now Sang Xiaoyu is like a sensitive and fragile kitten, curled up behind the table, not participating in any topics people are talking about.

Jiang Chunhui was beyond everyone's expectations, he didn't look at Sang Xiaoyu at all, as if she didn't exist at all.

A good-hearted male classmate said casually: "Sang Xiaoyu, how can you say that you were not a school girl but a class girl when you were in school, and you blamed you for finding a husband who didn't take care of things when you were in school. It really came true. The sentence that the beauty is poor."

Wang Ximo took a meaningful look at Jiang Chunhui, and said with a smile, "President Jiang, you are well-off now, and you still don't care about your dream lover back then?"

Jiang Chunhui finally looked at Sang Xiaoyu, as if time had passed and he was no longer the hot-blooded young man he was back then. Seeing Sang Xiaoyu's weak and timid look, he turned to Wang Ximo and said casually, "What's the matter with you? Didn't you force me to commit a crime?" Wrong? We're all families now."

Sang Xiaoyu blushed, as if someone had guessed what was on her mind.

Jiang Chunhui continued to talk and laugh happily, but Sang Xiaoyu was no longer in his theme.

Of course he came here for Sang Xiaoyu, although he didn't take pleasure in Sang Xiaoyu's situation at this time, but he had a shameless feeling that the opportunity had come.

Ten years have passed since high school, and they have changed from boys and girls to what they are now, but he still has a knot in his heart, that is, he chased Sang Xiaoyu for two years, and during those two years, for Sang Xiaoyu, he Almost exhausted.

Sang Xiaoyu likes sports, especially all kinds of football games. He plays basketball and football after playing; Sang Xiaoyu likes to give speeches, so he asks someone to teach him pinyin and grammar, and reads aloud with emotion...

Anyway, as long as Sang Xiaoyu likes it, he tries his best to get close to her, but he doesn't usher in the slightest change in her attitude.

His high school classmates have all witnessed his persistence, and often tease him about it, saying that because of Sang Xiaoyu, he has become an excellent student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty, except for studies.

Jiang Chunhui was hit hard emotionally, and at one point even wanted to transfer to another school.

Jiang Chunhui is a proper rich second generation, and he has taken over the family business over the years.

It has been ten years, he has already married and had children, has met countless people, and experienced countless affairs, but Sang Xiaoyu is like an indescribable existence, as if her appearance means one of his few failures.

The dishes are ready.

Just when everyone was about to move their chopsticks, Fei Jiani gave Wang Ximo a look. Wang Ximo stood up with the wine in his hand and said, "Today we are a class reunion, but there is still a small episode."

Zhao Siyue hurriedly said, "Don't be too excited, we're just here for a drink."

Wang Ximo ignored her, and continued: "We all know that there is something wrong with Sang Xiaoyu's family. If it can't be resolved now, she may go to jail. She is our classmate. No matter whose family has trouble, we will take care of you." Do you want to lend a hand, not too much, not too little?"

Another girl stood up, and Sang Xiaoyu found that she couldn't even pronounce her name, she said:

"Is her matter still a problem? A while ago, my brother's child had an accident and almost died. The hospital didn't care if he didn't have money, and I didn't reach out to ask my classmates.

Is her matter urgent or saving lives?

We have to take care of our own affairs. When she was doing well, we didn't borrow much light. "

Zhao Siyue echoed, "Yes."

At this moment, Sang Xiaoyu really felt that the confidence and chicness of people's speech did not come from education and talent, but from the RMB in the bag.

Zhao Siyue is now Auntie Cleaning, but she dares to boss her around. According to Fei Jiani, the girl just now has a small stall outside, and she dares to point fingers at her, as if she is in trouble , they all have the right to criticize her condescendingly.

Sang Xiaoyu finally stood up, although at this moment she was weak and pale like mung bean sprouts sold on the street.

She didn't look at the classmates just now, but her eyes were empty and she didn't know where to look, but her tone was extremely sincere.

She said: "You are my classmates, I owe you a favor if you can help me, and it is a natural duty to not help.

I don't expect everyone to lend a helping hand, as long as a little, help me through the difficulties, I will be grateful, and I will not ask anyone for a penny, I borrow it, and I will definitely pay it back of. "

Wang Ximo said: "Since Sang Xiaoyu has made her words so clear, I won't talk nonsense. Those who are willing to help can help, and those who are unhappy in life can forget it.

I'll take the lead, take five hundred, Fei Jiani, find a notebook and take notes. "

Sang Xiaoyu stood up again and said, "I brought pen and paper, and I will give you all IOUs."

Sang Xiaoyu put a piece of dark blue printing paper on the second page of a small book, picked up a pen and wrote Wang Ximo's name, then tore off the first page and handed it to him, saying: "The time is also written. Still on the inside."

Two more students took [-], and Sang Xiaoyu handed over the IOUs one by one.

Several boys took three hundred, and others took two hundred and one hundred.

All eyes were on Jiang Chunhui's direction, but Jiang Chunhui didn't seem to hear him, he chatted indifferently with a heartless person beside him.

Of the 34 people present, only three did not pay.

One is Zhao Siyue, and the other is the girl who said the child and Jiang Chunhui.

No one knew what kind of medicine Jiang Chunhui was selling in this gourd.

Even the most difficult Li Baozhong took fifty.

Some classmates didn't come, so they left a message on QQ saying that they must give some money to help Sang Xiaoyu and reported the amount.

Wang Ximo said that he could give it to Sang Xiaoyu for them first, and they all agreed without any hesitation.

"I won't take moral kidnapping." Zhao Siyue crossed her hands and said.

Sang Xiaoyu was very excited, this scene was unexpected to her, and she also felt that she had not been in contact with these people all year round, and it was these people who helped her in the end.

She typed all the IOUs and put the money in her bag.

Wang Ximo said that the matter was over, and we started to eat and exchange feelings.

Sang Xiaoyu burst into tears, stood up and said that she was really not in the mood to eat, she came here for the money, if she was there, it would definitely affect everyone's emotions, so she left first.

Everyone didn't seriously persuade her, she left with her head down alone.

Jiang Chunhui looked at the back of Sang Xiaoyu leaving, and his heart was extremely complicated. Now, the female classmates at the wine table seemed to be able to do whatever he liked, but Sang Xiaoyu was an exception. After the whole scene, she didn't even give herself one. Smile, even a faint smile.

Even if she left, there was still the noble and refined elegance that he liked in that back.

Sang Xiaoyu was very disappointed with Jiang Chunhui. If he alone offered three or five thousand, would he be able to solve his urgent needs?But he was indifferent.

Fei Jiani caught up with her, and letting her eat a meal would be regarded as an improvement in food, she knew that Sang Xiaoyu now has cold steamed buns in addition to instant noodles.

Sang Xiaoyu told her to go back quickly, and kept thanking her.

Fei Jiani hesitated to speak, but Sang Xiaoyu said you should go back quickly, don't spoil the interest of others.

Fei Jiani finally said: "Would you like to give it a try? He is like that, if you show weakness in front of him, everything may change."

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head resolutely and said, "It's not necessary."

As soon as Fei Jiani left, Wang Ximo chased her out.

He took out another 2000 yuan and said: "Just now I was only responsible for making a sample, I am sorry to give too much, I hope you understand."

Sang Xiaoyu was so panicked that he took out his notebook and wanted to make up a new IOU. Wang Ximo said that if I don't trust you, can I give you the money?
After speaking, return to the box.

Sang Xiaoyu stood in the lobby of the hotel and burst into tears.

A nice, understanding waitress walked up to her, handed her a tissue, and asked softly if there was anything I could do for her.Sang Xiaoyu waved her hand, she couldn't even say thank you, she was afraid that she would burst into tears.

The tears on the face seemed to be plundering a city and looting a stronghold, and it was impossible to wipe it off.

She was crying hard when Jiang Chunhui finally appeared. He handed her a note, saying that it was his eldest brother's number. He only had the whole night tonight, and he was going to fly abroad early tomorrow morning.

He said "all night" heavy and long.

Sang Xiaoyu raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Chunhui. The indifference in his eyes was enough to tear anyone's self-esteem.

Sang Xiaoyu lowered her head and silently took the note, her mind was still on the fundraising just now, she felt that Jiang Chunhui had almost no hope, even if there was, there were conditions.

He premeditatedly wanted to submit himself, and he also wanted her to volunteer herself.

If Jiang Chunhui had given out 1000 yuan just like Wang Ximo, Sang Xiaoyu would be very grateful at this moment.

He doesn't, he wants cat and mouse.

He didn't want to show his cards directly, that would lack the thrill of the game.

He is a cat, and Sang Xiaoyu is already a mouse crossing the street. Wouldn't it be a disappointment for her freedom to stand up immediately?He wants to play with Sang Xiaoyu in the palm of his hand and make him regret his past.

He wanted to see how Sang Xiaoyu felt when he was unattainable in high school and when he was crawling under his feet now.

Sang Xiaoyu no, before she went out, she threw the note into the trash can at the door, as if unconscious, she turned her head.

Jiang Chunhui just turned to look at her.

Sang Xiaoyu thought, this note was thrown just right.

Jiang Chunhui didn't seem to believe his eyes. This life-saving note could change the world.

He felt that he must be dazzled, and the long-awaited bell would finally ring.

(End of this chapter)