Chapter 9: The Class Beauty Flew into the Net

  In Zone C on the second floor of the building, Zhang Jun and Lin Xian were selecting rough stones together. In fact, Lin Xian still had a discerning eye, commenting on several rough stones along the way, all of which had two or three points that were feasible.

  Zhang Junguang had just set his eyes on a stone when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

  "Zhāng Jūn!"

  Zhang Jun Meng turned around and saw a young couple standing together with their arms around each other. The man was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with shoulder-length hair, and had a playful smile on his face at the moment.

  The woman's figure was slender, wearing a pink cheongsam. She had a naturally melon-seed-shaped face and looked pretty, but the makeup on her face was extremely thick and heavy, which actually obscured her natural beauty, making her temperament mediocre and lacking in refinement.

  As soon as Zhang Jun saw these two people, he felt very uncomfortable, because they were the initiators of the class reunion, Ye Qian and Chen Fusheng.

  The scene of him confessing to Ye Qian years ago uncontrollably emerged in his mind.

  In the garden of Donghai University, Zhang Jun held a bouquet of roses in front of Ye Qian, his face filled with tension and excitement, saying word by word: "Ye Qian, I like you!"

  Ye Qian's reaction was beyond Zhang Jun's expectation, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, as if she had been insulted, and coldly said: "A person like you, actually dares to confess to me?"

  At that time, Zhang Jun's grades were excellent and he looked good too, so he felt confident. But at this moment, he was suddenly hit by the opponent and became dizzy, standing still in a daze.

  He and Ye Qian were in the same class, with seats very close together. This Ye Qian often asked him questions, and the two of them also communicated a lot during normal times, and often made some jokes about men and women topics. He thought the timing for confession was already ripe, but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

  Ye Qian looked disdainful and started questioning Zhang Jun: "Do you have a house in Donghai?"

  Zhang Jun's face turned pale and white, and he said, "No."

  "So, can your family afford to buy you a house in Donghai?" Ye Qian continued to ask.

  "No."

  Zhang clenched his fists. In a first-tier city like Donghai, a house costs several million yuan. How can an ordinary family in such a small city afford it?

  Ye Qian's eyes had already revealed a look of disdain, and she said: "There is someone named Chen Fusheng who is pursuing me. His family has twelve houses in Donghai, and two companies with assets worth hundreds of millions. His father is the district head of Donghai, his mother is the deputy chief prosecutor, and his brother-in-law is the CEO of a listed company. Moreover, he is handsome, 1.8 meters tall, and very considerate towards me. The day before yesterday, he even bought me a bag worth 38,000 yuan. Zhang Jun, tell me, if you were me, how would you choose?"

  Zhang Jun's self-esteem was severely hurt, he was stunned for half a day before coming back to his senses and said: "Ye Qian, I just have a good impression of you, it's not like we're discussing marriage, why do you have to be so realistic?"

  Ye Qian calmly said: "Zhang Jun, don't blame me for being direct. Since I was young, my mother has told me that once there's a poor guy like you who wants to entangle with me emotionally, I must resolutely reject him, otherwise it will affect my choices in life."

  She finished speaking, raised her chin slightly, like a proud princess, and said: "I'm very pretty, prettiness is also a kind of capital. Since I have this capital, I will make good use of it to fight for the best future for myself!"

  He really couldn't have imagined that the beautiful Yeqian would be such a straightforward and pragmatic woman, completely disregarding others' feelings and dignity.

  At this moment, he thoroughly understood what kind of woman was standing in front of him. He could understand the thoughts and mentality of such women and didn't think their approach was wrong, after all, everyone has the right to choose their lifestyle. It's just that this woman was too damn direct, directly hurting people's self-esteem.

  He took a deep breath, slowly threw the bouquet of flowers into the trash can, and looked at Ye Qian with a calm gaze: "There's a saying in my hometown that goes 'Don't bully young people who are poor.' Young people have time, they have energy. Although I'm not a rich second-generation, nor an official second-generation, as long as I work hard, I can become a first-generation rich person, a first-generation official! Ye Qian, thank you for being so direct and saving me from wasting my precious youth on a woman like you."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with big strides, leaving behind a displeased Ye Qian. Zhang Jun's decisive attitude made her unable to accept it, she couldn't help but loudly say from behind: "Zhang Jun, you will never catch up with Chen Fusheng in your entire life!"

  At this moment, past events floated up in Zhang Jun's mind, and his emotions were very complicated.

  Ye Qian had told Chen Fusheng about Zhang Jun's confession to her, so when Chen Fusheng was in school, he also paid special attention to Zhang Jun and naturally recognized him. Just now, she felt that someone's back looked like Zhang Jun, so she called out his name.

  Ye Qian had already engaged to Chen Fusheng, and now seeing her old classmate, a sense of superiority arose in her heart, smiling and saying: "Zhang Jun, I didn't expect you to arrive early, why didn't you go to the hotel I booked for you?"

  "I've already booked a room outside, thank you."

  "Hehe, Zhang Jun, we're old classmates, don't be so polite. By the way, did you bring your train ticket? I'll help you reimburse it, hehe, your hometown is quite far from Donghai, and the train ticket isn't cheap."

  Zhang Jun's head suddenly rose with a surge of evil fire. He had indeed wanted to kill Chen Fusheng at the time, but now Ye Qian said it in such a tone and setting, making him feel insulted.

  His tone turned cold and he said, "A mere train ticket fee, I can afford it, so don't bother worrying about it."

  Ye Qian's face suddenly showed displeasure, thinking that this guy was really ungrateful. She was about to say something when Lin Xuan walked over.

  Lin Xian held a piece of raw stone in her hand and said from afar: "Zhang Jun, what do you think of this stone?"

  As she walked over, she noticed Chen Fusheng and Ye Qian standing opposite her, smiling and asking: "Zhang Jun, are they your friends?"

  Lin Xian was wearing a cheongsam today, her slender figure, noble temperament, and beautiful face instantly overshadowed Ye Qian. As the saying goes, people compare with people die, goods compare with goods throw, in comparison, Ye Qian was like a hen in front of a phoenix.

  Chen Fusheng's eyes lit up instantly, staring tightly at Lin Xian, while stretching out his hand and smiling: "Hello, I'm Zhang Jun's classmate, Chen Fusheng."

  Lin Xian smiled slightly, and before she could speak, Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and gave Chen Fusheng's hand a firm handshake. "Chen Fusheng, long time no see," he said. "Let me introduce you to Lin Xian, my friend."

  "Lin Xian?" Chen Fusheng interrupted Zhang Jun's handshake with the beauty, extremely annoyed, but when he heard Lin Xian's name, he suddenly remembered her identity.