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Lin Fan said, "That's not necessary. I'm still studying."

" I see." Xue Meili suddenly understood. "You can come to me if you want to find a better job after you graduate.

"After all, you're Zhang Ting's cousin."

"Right, Zhang Ting. I heard that you work in a factory?"

"Factories are all places where uneducated migrant workers work. It's too tiring! Why don't I ask my boyfriend to arrange for you to work in his company?"

Then, Xue Meili said coquettishly, "Kaijun, can you arrange a job for Zhang Ting?"

Liu Kaijun said, "Zhang Ting is your former classmate, so, of course, there's no problem."

Zhang Ting was very unhappy.

What did she mean by saying that factories were places where migrant workers worked?

The factory she worked in was equipped with modern equipment and required professional skills.

In addition, what about migrant workers?

She was the daughter of a migrant worker!

However, Zhang Ting remembered that it was a class reunion. She could not make the situation too ugly. She said, "I think working in the factory is good. I can apply what I learned in university."

A few students beside seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little off. They said, "Everyone seems to be here. Then let's hurry up and order!"

"Yes, let's order! I've long heard of Bright Moon Restaurant. It's rare for me to come here for a meal today."

"I'm almost drooling."

...

"It's all thanks to Meili's boyfriend," said a man with a pointy mouth and ape-like cheeks. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have had the chance to gather and eat here."

This was the truth.

This was because most people who wanted to come to Bright Moon Restaurant for a meal would have to make an appointment for at least a month.

Their class reunion was decided two days ago.

Liu Kaijun used some family connections to successfully book a table.

"It's Meili's class reunion. Of course, we have to come to the best place in Modu."

"In a while, please don't be polite with me. Order whatever you want. I'll pay for all the expenses today."

Instantly, everyone began to praise him.

"Meili, your boyfriend is really not bad!"

"You found a good boyfriend!"

...

Xue Meili's face was also full of smiles. She did not forget to throw a smug look at Zhang Ting.

...

While everyone was chatting, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes passed by not far away.

Wherever they passed, the waiters bowed and greeted respectfully, "Hello, President Wang."

President Wang did not seem to hear him and just walked forward.

When he turned his head, he saw Lin Fan.

He saw the dragon-shaped ring on Lin Fan's thumb.

His heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, 'The direct descendant of the Qing Hong Sect's founder!'

President Wang almost reflexively went forward to greet him respectfully.

However, he soon felt that something was wrong.

This was because he could not directly greet the descendant of the Qing Hong Sect's founder.

After thinking for a while, he called the lobby manager over and said, "Go and invite the people over there to the imperial private room!

"In addition, send the most precious wine and delicacies over. You must treat him well!"

The lobby manager was instantly shocked.

Giving good wine and delicacies was nothing.

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However, the imperial private room… This was something that had never been opened to guests before!

Were they actually going to invite these guests in? 

The lobby manager seemed to be in disbelief and asked, "Uhh... President Wang, you just said that you want to invite them to the imperial private room?"

"That's right!" President Wang nodded. "Remember, you must treat him well!"

After receiving President Wang's affirmation, the lobby manager immediately understood that there was definitely an amazing existence in that group of people.

"Yes," he said solemnly.

President Wang nodded his head in satisfaction. He looked at Lin Fan and the dragon ring around his finger.Follow current s on ɴovel(F)ɪre

Only then did he quickly walk out.

...

Xue Meili, Liu Kaijun, and the others were still chatting around the table.

At this moment, the lobby manager walked in respectfully and said, "Honored guests, we have prepared the imperial private room for you. Please head over."

Everyone was stunned.

"Kaijun, you're amazing! You actually booked a private room for us!" Xue Meili said coquettishly.

As she spoke, she kept rubbing her body against Liu Kaijun's body.

In fact...

When the lobby manager told them to go to the imperial private room, Liu Kaijun was also stunned.

He knew better than anyone else how difficult it was to book a private room in Bright Moon Restaurant.

The Liu family could pay a certain price to book a place in the hall that ordinary people could only book a month in advance.

However, even if the Liu family wanted to book a private room here, they would not be able to book it.

Therefore, when he booked the table two days ago, Liu Kaijun did not even think about booking a private room.

What was the situation now?

Originally, Liu Kaijun wanted to ask the lobby manager if there was a mistake.

However, after hearing his girlfriend's words, he felt a little smug. He smiled and said, "Of course, we have to eat in a private room since it's your class reunion."

"Kaijun, you're amazing!" Xue Meili said.

This voice turned Liu Kaijun on.

Then, under the lead of the lobby manager, everyone went straight to the imperial private room.

There were many ink paintings and scrolls hanging on the jade walls.

The entire private room was filled with a luxurious and elegant aura, making people feel intoxicated.

"Please take a rest," the lobby manager said respectfully. "We'll serve the food soon."

After saying that, he slowly walked out.

Everyone could not help but discuss in low voices.

"This private room is so special."

"Look… Qi Baishi's name is actually written on the prawn painting on the wall. Could this be Qi Baishi's authentic work?"

"And this scroll. The signature below is the famous calligrapher of modern times, Wu Changshuo!"

"Do you think these are authentic?"

Everyone looked at the painting and the scroll, and all of them were amazed. Then, they could not help but look at Liu Junkai.

Obviously, they wanted to ask for his opinion.

In everyone's opinion, Liu Junkai's family had a few companies, so he must have a lot of knowledge.

In addition, this private room was also reserved by him, so he might know something.

"Kaijun, are these paintings authentic?" Xue Meili asked.

In fact, when Liu Kaijun saw these paintings, he was also amazed.

After hearing Xue Meili's voice, he pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "Of course, these aren't authentic, but they're still pretty good imitations.

"The authentic piece is probably worth hundreds of millions. Even Bright Moon Restaurant wouldn't dare to casually display it."