I am a Big Player
Chapter 639 - 630, Qinghe Group? (Requesting monthly tickets)_1

Chapter 639: 630, Qinghe Group? (Requesting monthly tickets)_1

"If you’re not going, then neither am I," Xu Nuo felt a bit embarrassed after being talked to by Ren He. Ren He said that classmates reunite just to brag about their achievements, which wasn’t very meaningful. Yet these past few days Xu Nuo had been so keen on organizing class reunions, wasn’t it all to be praised? The higher Qinghe Group’s status in the country, the higher his status among his classmates.

Of course, after having money, people would come to him for loans. But loans between students were merely dozens or hundreds of yuan, not even having the courage to borrow a few thousand. Honestly, a proper student wouldn’t need that much money.

Xu Nuo had basically lent money to anyone who asked, not keeping track of who borrowed what. By now, he had no idea how much he had lent to whom; some people thought he was a fool with too much money. But Xu Nuo himself was crystal clear about it: lending money was just to satisfy his own vanity. Such small amounts of money weren’t significant to him compared to the vanity they bought.

In fact, the money borrowed by so many people probably didn’t amount to what he had spent on some beautiful lady at the nightclub...

Now that Ren He had pointed out the true nature of these class reunions, Xu Nuo also started to lose interest. Ren He’s state of mind was indeed much higher than his own. Furthermore, upon reflection, Xu Nuo thought he had been vain for far too many years and had almost grown tired of it.

The current Xu Nuo had also lost some of the nouveau riche’s vibe, becoming relatively more low-profile.

Xu Nuo called the classmate who had notified him, "I won’t be coming, but I’ll transfer 3000 yuan to you via Qinghe Pay. Have a good meal and drinks with the classmates and our class president who returned from overseas."

"Damn, that’s generous! The money for the bill arrives before the man?" the classmate on the other end exclaimed in surprise. In a small place like Luo City, how much could a class reunion dinner possibly cost? Probably at most around 2000 yuan per meal. Surely Xu Nuo wouldn’t ask for the remainder back, and wouldn’t it all end up in the classmate’s own pocket?

"Of course!" Xu Nuo said proudly. What was 3000 yuan to the current Xu Nuo? Hearing his classmate’s admiration for his generosity, Xu Nuo’s heart swelled with satisfaction, and he even considered personally attending the reunion... This move was worth it.

However, at that moment, Xu Nuo’s thoughts returned to the realm of life that Ren He inhabited, and he again felt his face flush... Stay calm, stay calm.

In reality, such activities now seemed more like a transaction to Xu Nuo. He was simply purchasing a product called vanity and paying the price for it.

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The following night, in the famous Water Feast Garden private room of Luo City, two 12-person tables hosted a total of 21 people, not even enough to fill both tables. In fact, as classmates grew up, they drifted apart, and it was rare for a class reunion to gather everyone.

Unlike college reunions where people discussed their jobs, in high school reunions, the early-arriving classmates would greet the old friends with small talk about what everyone had been up to recently, share fun stories from their high school days, and the current students would huddle together even more.

Then they would chat about middle school days, the games they played, the novels they read, and their current grades.

At this point, the reunion was still relatively pure.

Someone suddenly asked, "Huh, where’s Xu Nuo?"

"Xu Nuo couldn’t make it; he’s busy," someone answered, already aware of this news.

"That’s a pity," someone lamented, unclear about what they were regretting. At this moment, Xu Nuo’s image was already exalted in everyone’s minds; Qinghe Group had become an entity beyond the reach of his peers.

As for the other two, they seemed to have completely disappeared from the middle school classmates: Ren He, Yang Xi.

If Xu Nuo was already out of reach, then Ren He and Yang Xi gradually became considerations they simply did not entertain, occasionally mentioning to their high school classmates that Yang Xi was a middle school classmate. But after graduation, those two had gone too far, as if their lives had completely severed ties with middle school.

Being on such a higher level, they were gradually forgotten; they belonged to a different world.

Everyone knew that Xu Nuo’s current success was nothing more than the result of Ren He giving him 3% of the shares. Without Ren He, Xu Nuo would likely be nothing.

Of course, this was mere speculation by outsiders. In reality, Ren He was particularly cautious in his dealings with Xu Nuo, who certainly did not shine simply because of anyone else’s influence. If he shone, it was entirely because of his own talent.

Replace any classmate with another, and I probably wouldn’t be able to even bring them along. Ren He kept the Prism Exposure Project a secret from everyone except Xu Nuo, and he even proactively sought his help. The brotherly bond they shared was something outsiders couldn’t understand—it was pure, devoid of ulterior motives.

At that moment, Duan Xiaolou entered from outside, the class leader still the same radiant figure she’d always been.

Compared to the average high school student, Duan Xiaolou exuded a confidence that set her apart. As people often say, confidence makes one unique, a true existing aura.

So when Duan Xiaolou walked in, the other female classmates were simply outshone.

Some asked how Duan Xiaolou’s life abroad was.

Others inquired if she had dated any boyfriends overseas.

Some questioned how her studies and life were going now.

There were also queries about any interesting experiences she had in Australia.

A few wondered which universities she was considering for her future studies.

Duan Xiaolou became the focus of the class reunion; no one else shone as brightly. Scanning the table, she still couldn’t spot Ren He or Yang Xi. She knew they were in Luo City, and just yesterday, she’d witnessed Yang Xi’s full presence from the passenger seat, even Duan Xiaolou felt a pang of envy for Yang Xi at that moment—she was so impressively spirited.

Last night she had reflected on how fortunate her old classmate was to have found such a girlfriend.

However, to be frank, Duan Xiaolou wasn’t particularly optimistic about their relationship. In her view, her old classmate was still indulging in extreme sports, and maybe his sponsorship fees were indeed quite high. Yang Xi singing was certainly lucrative, but what were Knight’s endorsement deals compared to the big tycoons outside the circle?

Perhaps one day, when Yang Xi saw a more glamorous world, she would no longer cherish the person by her side as much—after all, in the entertainment circle, Yang Xi was already the most dazzling star.

Duan Xiaolou had heard too many soap opera-like stories in the capital circle, and this wouldn’t be missing from the list.

Organizing this class reunion, Duan Xiaolou wanted to mend the severed relationships from middle school. Over the years, she had entered a larger world, experienced more splendid and bustling realms, and had seldom paid attention to the past. Which classmate went to which school, who won what competition in the city—these were no longer her concerns.

She wasn’t even particularly attentive to what was happening domestically.

Gradually, interactions with classmates dwindled. Now, she was trying to reclaim those connections.

But in the end, she found that everyone was indeed not on the same level anymore.

With a radiant smile, she said, "It’s getting late. Shall we call it a night? Today’s meal is on me, no one fight me for the bill."

Her carefree demeanor resembled that of a successful businesswoman.

"Haha, I’ve already settled the bill. How could we let our classmate, who’s just returned from overseas, foot the bill?" a male classmate laughed, noticing everyone’s attention turning his way, he quickly added, "Haha, I have no money, it’s Xu Nuo who paid. You all know Qinghe Group can well afford this meal. Xu Nuo said to consider it an early New Year’s greeting to everyone."

Duan Xiaolou’s plan to pay and leave was thwarted, and she couldn’t help but be stunned. Qinghe Group?

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