Peach luck rural small rich peasants

Chapter 68: Satisfy your poor ghost's vanity

Kailin originally wanted to test whether Han Chunhong's leg was fitted with a prosthetic limb, so as to prove whether it was a ghost that night, but she didn't expect her leg to be touched, but she was disgusted by Lu Hao's dirty shoe.

Not to mention that Han Chunhong dared to slap her in public, the anger in her heart was hard to suppress, and her pair of phoenix eyes stared at Han Chunhong. If there were no classmates present, Kailin would have killed Han Chunhong!

Inspired by Meng Qingwen, the students present also began to complain for Kailin.

"Han Chunhong, you apologize to Kailin."

"I have to apologize, how can I hit someone casually? I have no quality at all!"

"Birds of a feather flock together, and people divide into groups. I have seen it today. When a dignified school belle is with a country bumpkin, she also becomes full of earthy smell. She is rude and shrew. If you don't apologize, you can never leave!"

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Listening to the voices of the students complaining about injustice, Kailin pursed her lips and smiled, her pretty face showing a touch of complacency.

But Lu Hao didn't take the words of these idiot students at ease, instead he stared straight at Meng Qingwen, and only opened his mouth calmly when everyone's voice fell.

"Mr. Meng's words are getting more and more arrogant. It seems that the business has expanded recently. I would like to remind you that the electrical industry is not doing well recently. It's better to take it easy, lest you go too far and kill yourself."

Hearing Lu Hao's eccentric words, Meng Qingwen not only didn't get angry, but laughed even more wildly and complacently.

"Hahaha, you country bumpkin finally said something human. You are right. In recent days, the order volume of my company has been increasing. , more than a dozen new cooperative stores have been added, and I really have to thank you two when it comes to this.”

"If you and Han Chunmei hadn't gone to the town to make a fuss, I'm afraid our company's business development would not have progressed by leaps and bounds."

"Not surprisingly, next month our company will be able to expand its business to other major county-level cities, and it is expected to expand to urban areas by the end of the year. If you are a bumpkin, if you are more obedient, I can give you a way to survive. It's a pity that you are too ignorant gone."

After Meng Qingwen finished speaking, murderous looks appeared on his face, but he was soon overwhelmed by the congratulations from around.

Facing Meng Qingwen's slander, Lu Hao didn't care, he was even as calm as water, because he knew that this kind of scorn could not last for a few days, and Meng Qingwen might be so poor that he would be worse than a beggar on the street.

"Hi Mr. Meng, the back kitchen is ready, do you think it's ready to serve?"

A waiter walked through the crowd and came to Meng Qingwen respectfully.

"Everyone be quiet, find a seat and sit down. In order to thank all the students for giving my family Kailin face, I have specially ordered a few special dishes for this class reunion, so that everyone can try something new. Don't be polite!"

After Meng Qingwen finished speaking, everyone sat down one after another. After being courteous to Meng Qingwen, they were ready to taste the next delicious food.

It's just that when everyone saw the lonely wheelchair and the rustic Lu Hao, they showed displeasure and were in a bad mood.

"Mr. Meng, I think we need to deal with these two items before we start the meal?"

"Yes, with them here, no matter how good the food is, it's almost meaningless, especially when I see that woman and that wheelchair, it always reminds me of the shit scene in the video just now, it's really..."

"Oh, don't talk about it, and I'm going to throw up, Han Chunhong, it's not easy for everyone to get together. It was a very good memory at first, but you have fallen down like this, so why are you here to spoil everyone's happiness?"

"get out!"

"Hurry up and get out, or apologize to Kailin, or don't want to eat here."

"Let him go quickly, don't you have to trouble the security guards to go outside, why bother to make a fuss?"

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The people shouted and cursed louder and louder, without any regard for the friendship between classmates. Only a few of them had a good relationship with Han Chunhong in college, and the sisters in the same dormitory were a little angry, but after all, they were soft-spoken and were directly submerged in the crowd. "

Kailin and Meng Qingwen looked at each other with evil smiles on their faces, and they looked at each other with understanding.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. Although this person is a little disgusting, we are classmates, and he came licking his face. We don't want him to go back hungry."

"Please lean in, everyone, arrange a small table in the corner, and get some leftovers to fill the two people's stomachs. We are doing our best, otherwise people will think that we are not authentic if it spreads!"

Meng Qingwen stared at Lu Hao with a half-smile, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.

"Mr. Meng is right. Look at the pitiful appearance of these two people. Without the generosity of Mr. Meng and Miss Kailin, I'm afraid it would be impossible to enter such a luxurious place in this life, let alone eat here."

"Let's just be wronged, endure, and satisfy the vanity of these two poor ghosts, so that they can brag when they go back to the village."

"Okay, since everyone has no objections, please ask the waiter to add a small table in the corner, and it is best to get a fan to blow outside the door."

Kailin deliberately raised her voice and waved to the waiter at the door, who frowned slightly.

"Ma'am, this private room has air conditioning, but it's not hot, what's the fan for?"

"Karin is afraid that the sour smell from these two people will suffocate everyone and affect everyone's appetite?" A male classmate booed and shouted.

Kailin smiled slightly, acquiescing to this.

The waiter subconsciously glanced at Lu Hao, his eyes flustered, and he left in a hurry.

Soon several male waiters moved a huge Eight Immortals table with a diameter of three meters and put it in the corner. After that, one of the waiters ran to Lu Hao.

"Mr. Lu, your dining location has been arranged. If you are not satisfied, we will help you adjust it at any time."

Hearing the waiter's polite words, everyone present was taken aback, but soon bursts of ridicule came.

"Waiter, are you new here? He is just a poor farmer, a poor farmer who comes to earn a living, and takes care of his family. He has no future at all. You still call him Mr.?"

"If he deserves to be called Mr., then you have to call me Grandpa!"

"Also, I asked you to arrange a small table. Are you deaf or can't understand human speech? What are you doing with such a big table? It's just two unsightly poor ghosts, two bowls of leftovers, so big Don’t you think your table is overkill?”

Meng Qingwen was used to covering the sky with one hand in the town, and when he saw such an unobtrusive waiter, he couldn't help being angry, and slapped the waiter in the face twice.

Although the beating was not harsh, it completely ruined the waiter's dignity. Seeing the waiter clenched his fists and glaring, his violent temper was about to be uncontrollable, Lu Hao hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"Okay, go get busy!"

"Okay, Mr. Lu, I have something to tell you!"

Hearing Lu Hao's indifferent words, the waiter suppressed the anger in his heart, bowed politely, and turned to leave.

"Oh! Is this waiter out of his mind? The more he talks, the more he talks, and he bows to this bumpkin? Damn it!"

Meng Qingwen was speechless, but Lu Hao didn't even look at it. He turned around and pushed the wheelchair, and brought Han Chunhong to the huge Eight Immortals Table in the corner. focus.

"Director Zhao, before we eat, do we have to settle the issue of the female number one? My father gave you 500 million a year ago, and you don't do anything with the money, and you go back on your word. Do you need to give an explanation?"

Sitting at the table, Han Chunhong bit her red lips lightly, suppressing the anger in her heart and said coldly to Director Zhao, who was in his fifties.