The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Although this is a reserved private room, there are two stools missing here.

Ye Huan and Tong Bin were already crowded out and had no intention of competing for seats, so when they wanted to sit down, there were no seats left.

The two had no choice but to stand there alone, especially Tong Bin, who was at a loss under the playful gaze of everyone.

"Why are these two people like this? They don't even have a seat. It's too pitiful."

"Haha, yes, it seems really redundant, it's better not to come."

Facing everyone's ridicule, Ye Huan didn't respond. He just frowned slightly and looked at the waiter beside him: "There are no more seats?"

The waiter looked a little dazed: "I'm sorry, sir, this is a reserved private room, and the location was chosen by you, we don't know about it."

Ye Huan couldn't help squinting his eyes, and looked at Gong Wenle in the middle. After all, this person was in charge of the communication this time.

Gong Wenle pretended to have suddenly realized, and stood up with a malicious expression on his face: "I forgot about that, I thought you two wouldn't come."

"However, there are quite a lot of people now, and there may not be many chairs. Why don't you two just stand and eat?"

Ye Huan said with a half-smile, "But we seem to have signed up a long time ago. Not only that, but the fee has also been paid in advance. How could you forget?"

Gong Wenle shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "So what, you just paid a part of the fee in advance."

"Besides, I usually manage a company, and I have a lot of things to do, so it's inevitable that I missed two."

What he said seemed casual, but in fact he was extremely tough. He just didn't intend for Ye Huan to join the class reunion smoothly.

In the last class reunion, he was humiliated because of Ye Huan, but this time he was given the opportunity, how could he let Ye Huan go so easily.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Youzhi showed interest in his eyes, but he didn't intend to stop it.

He had heard about the name of Ye Huan's son-in-law. Su Zixue, the most beautiful woman in the Su family, married this person.

But to him, Ye Huan is just a dispensable waste, has nothing to do with him, even if he is expelled, it doesn't matter.

Just like that, the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence. Everyone mocked, expecting Ye Huan to slam the door and leave in a rage.

The waiter looked puzzled, and couldn't help saying: "Don't worry, sir, we definitely have enough chairs..."

Gong Wenle was taken aback for a moment, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Do you have good eyesight, is this a question of whether it is enough?"

He simply tore his face and looked at Ye Huan and Tong Bin with contempt: "Look at these two people, do they deserve to have dinner with us?"

Gong Wenle snorted coldly: "This kind of incompetent son-in-law is still happy to eat soft rice. Being able to enter the gate here is quite a reward."

When everyone heard Gong Wenle's analogy, they couldn't help chuckling, their eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery.

The homeroom teacher, Song Qian, was expressionless and didn't intend to dissuade him at all. Looking at this appearance, it was tantamount to agreeing with Gong Wenle's words.

In her opinion, even high school students have the difference between excellent students and poor students, let alone adults who have entered the society?

As for Ye Huan and Tong Bin, judging by how he was excluded, he must have become the dregs of the bottom of society.

In the face of this kind of person, why should we show affection?

Just as the crowd was waiting for Ye Huan and Tong Bin to leave, a beautiful figure stood up.

It was Zhang Ziyan.

Her pretty face was covered with frost, and she scolded coquettishly: "Gong Wenle, you are too much, we are all classmates, why do you treat them differently."

Gong Wenle was taken aback when he heard the words, and felt a little puzzled in his heart. After all, Zhang Ziyan was arrogant and had always seen Ye Huan as uncomfortable, so why did she suddenly speak for Ye Huan now.

But he didn't know that Zhang Ziyan had become Ye Huan's secretary, and Ye Huan's casual words could determine her future.

If Zhang Ziyan didn't speak for Ye Huan, even if Ye Huan didn't care, she would regret it too much.

Not only Gong Wenle, but other students were also shocked. They couldn't understand how Zhang Ziyan was on Ye Huan's side.

Zhang Ziyan continued: "I have no other intentions, I just want everyone to have a happy gathering, and don't make any unpleasant things happen."

"If you don't agree, then I will give up my position to Ye Huan."

Gong Wenle looked uncertain, but finally chose to compromise.

After all, his goal of humiliating Ye Huan has been achieved, there is no need to offend the promising Zhang Ziyan.

He waved his hand and said with a smile, "I must agree to the beauty's request."

As he spoke, he looked at the waiter lightly.

"Since this is the case, don't bother too much, just take two stools for employees, and don't dirty the chairs you use for distinguished guests."

The waiter gave Ye Huan and Tong Bin a sympathetic look, didn't say anything, just shook his head and left.

Different circles don't have to be hard-wired.

Ye Huan and Tong Bin looked like people with no social status. No matter what kind of targeting they received, they would only be taken for granted.

If he were Ye Huan, he wouldn't come to this class reunion at all, why bother to bring shame on himself.

After a while, the waiter will come, followed by two employees moving stools.

He himself was holding a stack of menus, distributed one side to each table, and then saluted like a gentleman.

"Everyone, please order slowly. Just tick what you want to eat."

Everyone smiled and nodded, talking and laughing, and started eating.

But they didn't expect that the menus sent by the waiters are different. The menu options in the middle position are better and more comprehensive, while the other positions are slightly mediocre.

This was also Zheng Youzhi's idea. After all, he sponsored a lot of money for this class reunion. If everyone ate the same food, how could he show his identity.

"Zi Yan, don't you plan to come over and sit down?" Zheng Youzhi smiled slightly and asked Zhang Ziyan.

When he returned to the country this time, besides returning to the family, he also had another idea, which was to reconnect with the former goddess.

This goddess is none other than Zhang Ziyan.

Although Song Qian was beautiful, she was a bit old after all. She was fine for fun, but it wasn't suitable for a formal relationship.

But Zhang Ziyan is different, she is fair, beautiful and young, and the most important thing is that she is still working in Amethyst Company, so being with him is really a good match.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Ziyan didn't hesitate too much, but just shook her head lightly: "Sorry, I'll sit here."

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the seat she was sitting in was a bit special, and the one sitting next to her was Ye Huan.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Huan, who was originally restrained, has attracted the attention of many people.

"How can this trash be so lucky, even the goddess is sitting next to him."