After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 90 Reunion of old friends

At noon the next day, Lu Liang came to the Indi Hotel according to the address on the invitation.

When I drove into the parking lot, I remembered that I forgot to bring money. I was used to scanning codes and swiping cards on weekdays, so I only kept more than a thousand yuan in cash in my wallet as a backup.

When Lu Liang got married, Liu Mingxuan gave him a red envelope of 1,800 yuan, the largest amount among his friends.

Lu Liang looked around and saw an ATM across the street. He withdrew 2000 yuan from it. He then went to a small shop next door and bought a red envelope and wrote his name on it.

Walking out of the store, Lu Liang met a girl who looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember who she was, and she might be a female classmate.

The other party also had a frown on his face, but suddenly he clapped his hands and said in surprise: "Lu Liang, right?"

"Are you here to attend Mingxuan's wedding too?"

Lu Liang laughed dryly. The most embarrassing thing about meeting someone after a long separation was that others remembered him, but he couldn't remember them at all.

The name is clearly on the tip of my tongue, but I just can’t remember it.

"Looking at your expression, you probably haven't remembered who I am yet?" The female classmate looked at him unkindly.

"Xiao Huang, how could I forget you?" Hearing the familiar catchphrase, Lu Liang suddenly remembered.

Huang Lihui fell into reminiscence when she heard this and couldn't help but sigh: "What a nostalgic name. Now they all call me Da Huang."

"After all, it seems that you have a happy life with no worries about food and clothing. It's time to evolve." Lu Liang joked with a smile.

The main reason why he couldn't remember was that this female classmate was becoming more and more wealthy.

He is about 150 meters tall and should weigh about the same as him, probably around kilograms.

Wearing gold, silver and jade embellishments, this is the standard makeup for a wealthy woman.

"You guys are still so mean."

Huang Lihui glared at him fiercely: "I just heard that you seem to be divorced?"

She came over half an hour ago and chatted with her old classmates upstairs for a while.

I just received a call and came down to move my car, and stopped by the store to buy some things.

Lu Liang nodded, and Huang Lihui asked again: "Old classmate, where did you make your fortune recently? Are you still selling houses?"

"After my divorce, I didn't feel like going to work, so I just quit. Recently, I've been running a small business to make a living."

"What a pity. I'm planning to buy a few houses in Shanghai, so I'd like to ask you for advice."

Huang Lihui was calm and glanced at Lu Liang out of the corner of her eye, quietly observing his reaction.

Old friends reunite at weddings and funerals. Some want to reminisce with old classmates, while others do it to satisfy their vanity and desire to show off.

She was inconspicuous during her college years and did not feel the rain of youth, so she has always been keen on attending class reunions and weddings.

Don’t despise the young and poor. This sentence is undoubtedly the driving force for every ordinary person to move forward.

"If you really need me, I'll recommend a few of my former colleagues to you later."

Lu Liang looked at the sign in the lobby nonchalantly and learned that Liu Mingxuan's wife was Liu Yuzhen: "She's on the third floor, right?"

Huang Lihui hummed, feeling a little unhappy.

Just now she mentioned that she wanted to buy a few houses in Shanghai, and all her former classmates were trying to please her, asking her where she made her fortune and handing them over their business cards.

Lu Liang's indifferent attitude frustrated her proud self-esteem. Huang Lihui smiled and asked, "Lu Liang, are you doing any small business recently? My husband is in the building materials business in Puxin District and is quite famous. See if you can help him out."

"Then thank you for me, sir. However, there is no chance of cooperation if you sell grilled gluten at the subway entrance."

Lu Liang smiled faintly, seeing that Da Huang wanted to show off, so he simply did as she wished.

Ten years after graduation, the only former classmate I still keep in touch with is Liu Mingxuan. As for the others, I don’t care.

After we have dinner today, the next time we meet may be in three, five, or ten years, or we may never have the chance to meet again.

Lu Liang didn't care about what impression he would leave on others. The purpose of his trip was to calmly send his blessings to the newlyweds, eat his meal and leave.

"It's better to be a small boss. One person's food feeds the whole family. When you want to go out to sell food, you can go out to sell food. When you don't want to go out to sell food, you can rest. Unlike us, we have to be responsible for the food, drink, defecation and urination of hundreds of people as soon as we open our eyes every day. The pressure is really great."

Huang Lihui's self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

"Yes."

Lu Liang responded with a few words in a row, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the banquet hall on the third floor, where he saw Liu Mingxuan and his wife, both dressed in traditional Chinese red suits, standing at the door to warmly welcome them.

Liu Mingxuan saw Lu Liang coming over, strode forward, and punched him hard: "You're making such a big show? Are you going to be the finale with me?"

"How dare I? I just chatted with Da Huang downstairs." Lu Liang pursed his lips and motioned him to look behind him. Liu Mingxuan looked strange and asked in a low voice: "She didn't show off her husband who makes building materials to you, and didn't tell you that she was going to buy a few more houses?"

Lu Liang smiled and nodded: "I have."

"So you didn't puncture her tires hard?"

Liu Mingxuan looked like he was gloating, completely ignoring the fact that today was his wedding.

"I'm too lazy to do it."

Lu Liang rolled his eyes at him, walked up to the bride, and smiled: "Happy wedding, nice to meet you. My name is Lu Liang, and I'm Mingxuan's good friend."

The bride seemed a bit shy and smiled shyly: "Hello, I often hear Mingxuan talk about you."

Lu Liang turned to look at Liu Mingxuan and patted him on the shoulder: "Happy wedding, no need to entertain, I'll go there by myself."

He saw a few acquaintances at his classmates' table, left red envelopes, signed his names, and then walked over there.

Liu Mingxuan looked at the thickness of the red envelope and smiled with satisfaction: "I don't welcome acquaintances, go and have fun by yourself."

About two thousand, not too little, and he was very pleased.

Real friends are those who are open-hearted and respect each other. It is not that once you have money you can ignore the other person's feelings and give as much as you want.

Lu Liang is rich, that is Lu Liang's business. Liu Mingxuan likes to play with him because they don't have to care about so many things, from smoking a cigarette together to drinking a little and having a midnight snack.

After more than ten years of getting along, what matters most is his character.

When he really needs it, he will ask for it, instead of Lu Liang giving him alms at will.

Fortunately, Lu Liang also understood this.

"Old Lu, you're late."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I feel like you're getting younger and younger."

"My belly is gone and my skin is getting better and better. Is this what they call reverse growth?"

Lu Liang came to his classmate's desk and immediately became the focus.

It is rare for people to reach 30 years old. It represents not the body but the soul. Having a family and a household means one has no control over his life.

He dares not quit his job, dares not have children when he is sick, has parents to support and young children to feed, and also has to take care of his wife's emotions. It can be said that he is no longer a complete person, but just a tool that is hanging on to his life.

It's almost like being buried in the earth up to the neck. Once you've sent your parents off and raised your children until they have grown up and started their own families, you can basically rest in peace.

Their own priorities are placed very last, and most people don't even have a self, so naturally they don't care about their body shape and image.

Baldness and a big belly are the norm.

Knowing that everyone's living conditions are similar, Lu Liang actually lived a "second life". How can people not envy him?

Huang Lihui was also envious and jealous. She had grown from a little Huang to a big Huang, so how could Lu Liang still look so young?

"Maybe I have more time to exercise recently. I feel younger after losing weight."

After all, people like Huang Lihui are a minority. After hearing what Lu Liang said, they all began to share the differences between the past and now.

Some people say that their digestive ability is not as good as before. When they were young, they could eat two kilograms of meat in one meal without the need for staple vegetables. But now it is no longer possible. If they eat too much, they will feel uncomfortable and suffer from constipation. They must eat staple vegetables together, and they cannot eat too much.

Some people also say that the most painful thing every day is washing your hair, looking at the white foam mixed with dozens of black hairs. It is estimated that it will not be long before each hair can have its own number.

After sharing the symptoms, they began to share the causes and treatments, from daily routines to dietary supplements, and then to folk remedies from their hometowns.

Lu Liang listened and smiled.

This is what the reunion of old friends should be like. Old friends and classmates can talk freely, temporarily forget the pressure of life and work, and reminisce about their youthful days.

Huang Lihui was very unhappy. She was so rich, but if no one came to flatter her, what was the point of having money?

"In my opinion, you should go to beauty salons and fitness centers more often and spend some money to hire a professional personal trainer to customize your classes."

Huang Lihui downplayed the situation and said that this cost at least tens of millions a year.

The annual expenditure on this item alone is equivalent to the total income of an average person for two or three years.

But before his tablemate showed any envy, Lu Liang smiled and said, "But the effect doesn't seem to be that great."

After these words were spoken, the old classmates could no longer hold back.

It seems to be true. If it really works, Xiao Huang will not turn into Da Huang.

(End of this chapter)