They wanted you to divorce and leave, but you became a rich woman's dream man.

Sun Dali slammed the glass down heavily.

With a cold expression, he said, "That's not very fair of you. You have to be mindful of the place when you're joking. I was trying to help you, and you're making fun of me like this?"

Gao Jun slowly shook his head, his tone calm: "I'm not joking with you."

"Brother Sun, don't get worked up." Sister Dan picked up a bottle of wine and filled his glass. "Drink up, drink up!"

"We've all finally managed to get together, we're all friends, there's no need for this."

"Haha, what guy doesn't like supercars? It's no big deal to have a few drinks and brag a little."

……

Seeing the situation, other colleagues quickly spoke up to ease the tension.

Liang Jing also gently advised, "We're all friends, it's normal to make a joke at the dinner table, don't be angry."

After speaking, Liang Jing turned her head to look at the striking face diagonally opposite her.

He said, "Gao Jun, Dali is actually a very enthusiastic person. He genuinely wants to help you find some good deals."

Ah Biao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Although I know that Gao Jun now owns a coffee shop, bought a Porsche, and even won over the most beautiful girl in the department.

But when asked if he could come up with ten million to buy a car, Ah Biao really couldn't believe it.

So they also thought Gao Jun was joking.

Sun Dali glanced at Gao Jun without leaving a trace.

Realizing that he was in the wrong and dared not argue with him, he felt much better.

A-Biao nudged Gao Jun's arm quietly and whispered, "I also don't like Sun Dali, but there's no need to start a conflict here. We're old classmates meeting, so let's just drink and chat in peace and ignore him."

Gao Jun smiled and clinked glasses with him, without offering any further explanation.

Before long, the bar's resident singer selected a table and planned to invite them to sing on stage.

By sheer coincidence, they chose Gao Jun's table.

Gao Jun initially declined.

However, it was difficult to refuse the crowd's enthusiastic invitation.

In the end, he still held his guitar, appearing calm on the surface, but inwardly he was somewhat unable to contain himself.

He smiled faintly and said, "I'm here to drink and chat with friends today, so I'll go up and play a short piece."

Several female colleagues around them only came to their senses at this point.

Dan exclaimed excitedly, "Little brother, I never knew you were such a guitar virtuoso! You're such a hidden gem! What a pleasant surprise!"

"Ahhh! I want to hear a handsome guy sing!"

"Which song would you like to sing, young man? Can I request a song?"

"I want to order!"

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Seeing his female colleagues arguing, A-Biao, who had been in a daze, finally came to his senses.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he said, "Gao Jun, when did you learn to play the guitar? I've never heard of you before!"

He and Gao Jun shared a dormitory for four years in college, and he knew all too well whether Gao Jun had any talents or not.

Once, the department organized an event and required each dormitory to put on a performance.

None of them in their dormitory have any special talents.

There was no other way, so the six of them played rock-paper-scissors. In the end, he lost and had to bite the bullet and go on stage to sing "Single Love Song".

He was tone-deaf and his expressions were both awkward and funny.

At that time, Douyin (TikTok) short videos were just emerging.

His singing video went viral, making him feel ashamed for a long time.

This matter was a deep pain for him.

He even attributed his failure to have a girlfriend during his four years of college to this.

Gao Jun blinked and casually made up a story: "Back in college, it was to keep a low profile. You know, I've never liked to show off."

"I don't believe you!" Ah Biao had a meme-worthy expression on his face.

Gao Jun immediately changed the subject, smiling at the girls and saying, "Ladies, what songs would you like to hear? You can discuss it, and I'll go up and sing a couple of lines to liven things up."

"Great!" Several female colleagues excitedly gathered together for a heated discussion, each refusing to give in.

Liang Jing hesitated for a moment before saying, "For a guitar performance at a bar, folk songs are definitely the first choice. How about 'Miss Dong' or 'Anhe Bridge'?"

After saying that, she looked at Gao Jun with bright eyes.

After a moment's thought, the others nodded in agreement.

Finally, Sister Dan excitedly shouted, "Little brother, sing 'Miss Dong'! We want to hear it!" "Okay." Gao Jun snapped his fingers, picked up his guitar, and walked towards the stage without any hesitation or shyness.

Sun Dali, who was standing next to her, frowned and turned to look at Liang Jing.

The other person was holding a phone, with the camera pointed at Gao Jun's back.

He already disliked Gao Jun to some extent, and they had just had a minor disagreement.

But now Liang Jing is completely disregarding his feelings.

What a buzzkill!
As a local resident of Shanghai, he is not bad off; he has a Shanghai hukou (household registration), a house, and the ability to get things done.

Both parents have formal jobs.

With these qualifications, finding a decent girl in Shanghai shouldn't be a problem.

The reason for choosing Liang Jing, a young woman from out of town.

Besides being young and beautiful, she also has a good personality and knows how to take care of her emotions.

But Liang Jing's behavior today greatly disappointed Sun Dali.

Fortunately, I haven't bought her anything expensive yet, so I don't feel bad about giving it up.

……

As Gao Jun steps onto the bright stage.

His figure came into everyone's view.

The buzzing of discussion rose and fell.

Their eyes were filled with curiosity, amazement, and anticipation...

He seemed completely unaware, his demeanor composed, elegant, and carefree.

He sat down on a stool on the stage and began adjusting the microphone position.

Because the temperature inside the bar was high, he had taken off his jacket and was only wearing a white sweatshirt suitable for spring and autumn.

She paired the outfit with washed denim jeans and sneakers.

Holding a guitar at this moment, he really does look like he's singing folk songs.

The jeans weren't ripped, and he wasn't wearing a hat, so he wasn't very artsy.

When the mood struck him, Gao Jun simply pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt and put it on his head.

It held down that head of flowing, black hair.

Under the colorful lights.

He lowered his head, and fine strands of hair fell down, brushing against the bridge of his high nose.

Long, slender, fair fingers strummed the guitar, making final preparations and building up their emotions.

The female audience members below the stage instantly erupted in uncontrollable screams.

"So handsome!"

"His fingers are so long and slender!"

……

Dan and the others were so excited that their faces turned red. They stood there, holding up their wine glasses and looking towards the stage.

Sun Dali's eye twitched, and he muttered under his breath, "Trying to show off will get you struck by lightning!"

Although Ah Biao didn't hear what he said clearly, he could tell from his expression that it wasn't a nice thing.

He frowned and said, "Brother Sun, what are you muttering about?"

Sun Dali looked up and laughed, "It's nothing, I just think your classmate likes to show off a bit."

He used to clamor to buy a supercar worth over ten million, and now he's back to performing.

But young people like to show off, which is understandable.

The main issue is that they are not yet mentally mature and crave the approval and admiration of others; they will understand later.

Ah Biao's expression wasn't good; he really wanted to say something to him.

But after glancing at Liang Jing beside him, he ultimately didn't say anything.

This is her fiancé, and it's inappropriate to cause trouble at a colleague's gathering.

The other colleagues exchanged glances, all of them noticing Sun Dali's dissatisfaction.

Everyone turned their attention to Liang Jing.

Liang Jing stared blankly at her phone, seemingly lost in thought, as if looking at something.

"Alright! Quiet! Stop chatting, Gao Jun's about to start his performance!" Sister Dan clapped her hands, trying to lighten the mood. (End of Chapter)