School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Everyone was stunned, the whole group was utterly shocked.

"Big Fatty, you're going to get rich!" Wen Xiaobao exclaimed in great surprise.

"Heh, just a little fortune," Li Dapang chuckled, then added, "Besides, everyone should have opportunities in life, right? After all, we all should have the chance to turn things around. Why should I fare worse than Jiang Xiaoliang, right?"

Although many people were reluctant to admit it, Li Dapang was one of the shareholders of Hanmen Catering, and just that income alone was impressive enough. Everyone already thought it was quite amazing. Li Dapang's lips curled into a sly smile as he said, "Actually, this is just our first step."

"Mm!" Wen Xiaobao nodded and then said, "Big Fatty, I really didn't expect it. I used to look down on you, thinking you didn't study hard and were sloppy in everything you did. I thought you definitely wouldn't achieve much, but I never imagined you'd have such success today. Impressive, I admire you!"

"It's nothing!" Li Dapang shook his head and then said, "Today I just wanted to introduce my status to everyone, I didn't intend to show off. The main purpose today is to invite everyone for a meal. So, I hope you all understand my meaning."

"Sure!"

"Li Dapang, you're so amazing."

"Yeah, really amazing."

A group of female classmates complimented Li Dapang one after another. Li Dapang's ability to make money earned him the admiration of his classmates, especially the girls. Although these female classmates had just stepped into society, they had more or less picked up some materialistic tendencies in college. Therefore, they greatly admired and liked the wealthy Li Dapang.

"Come on!" Li Dapang hurriedly waved to Liu Xiaolei and said, "Xiao Lei, bring us some good wine!"

"Okay!" Liu Xiaolei nodded.

Soon, several bottles of Five Grain Liquor and some French red wines were served.

"Great wine!" Wen Xiaobao was delighted and then said, "And this one, red wine from a Bordeaux winery in France, is top-notch."

"Right!" A girl quickly nodded and said, "All these are red wines. They're much better than Jiang Xiaoliang's wines, and they're worth at least a few hundred each."

"Not just that," Wen Xiaobao shook his head and said, "This wine is worth more than a thousand."

"Wow!" Everyone gasped.

It truly seemed unbelievable. A bottle of wine costing over a thousand, although they had heard of it, was merely hearsay. Even during university gatherings, the most they would drink was liquor costing a few dozen yuan or beer for a few yuan per bottle. Nobody had the means to spend over a thousand on a drink. So when everyone heard that this kind of wine was actually over a thousand, they were all stunned and curiously stared at the bottles.

The red bottles looked luxurious and elegant. Just from the bottles, you could tell the wine was not cheap.

Indeed, the red wine bottles gleamed in the light, their golden fonts made them appear even more luxurious. The shine on the red wine bottles was dazzling. The wooden box packaging gave off a sense of high status. Everyone curiously examined the bottles, each person looking extremely surprised and delighted.

At that moment, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"Looks like a good wine."

"Yeah, even the packaging is not cheap."

While judging a wine's quality by its packaging was not accurate, at least it could reflect one aspect of the quality. Cheap wines definitely couldn't afford such good packaging, and too expensive packaging would only increase costs.

"Everyone, take a seat!" Li Dapang smiled and said, "Today, just eat all you want, enough drinks and food for everyone. If ten thousand isn't enough, we'll spend twenty thousand, and if that's not enough, we'll spend forty thousand."

"Okay!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

The group was visibly excited and very thrilled.

"Big Fatty, you're too generous," Wen Xiaobao patted Big Fatty's shoulder and said, "I like making friends with people like you. Wen Xiaobao likes friends who are generous."

"I also like making friends with people who are a good laugh!" Li Dapang chuckled.

The two hit it off as if they regretted not meeting each other sooner.

"Cut it out, you two!" someone spoke up, "Look at you two acting as if you've been close for ages."

"That's right," everyone laughed, "We wouldn't know you're not good friends just by looking at you, but it's probably only the two of us who know that you're birds of a feather, right?"

Li Dapang didn't care at all about what others said about him. A smile spread across his face as he said, "Classmates, we were good friends before, we are good friends now, and we will continue to be great friends in the future. So, I hope everyone can truly cherish this opportunity. Maybe after this reunion, it will be difficult for us to have another chance to get together like this."

Everyone was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, "That's right, we used to be the best of friends, the best of brothers and sisters."

At that moment, Wen Xiaobao raised his glass, hopped onto a stool, and declared, "Brothers and sisters, come, let's raise our glasses together. To the friendship of old classmates, and to the bond of future brothers and sisters. Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses in response.

The atmosphere on-site immediately livened up with the words of Li Dapang and Wen Xiaobao.

After a drink, some people's faces immediately turned red. Yang Xiaoyan's boyfriend had been feeling rather unhappy. Why? Because after hearing Li Dapang's words, he noticed that Yang Xiaoyan's expression and gaze seemed a bit off. His face had been pale and dark.

"Xiaodong, what's wrong?" Yang Xiaoyan asked anxiously.

"Nothing!" The man shook his head and then asked, "Do you still have feelings for this fatty?"

"Why would you say that?" Yang Xiaoyan asked.

"Now that the fatty has become rich, do you still have feelings for him?" the man said coldly, staring at Yang Xiaoyan, "I saw that the way you looked at him just now was a bit odd. Tell me, is there still something between you two?"

"No!" Yang Xiaoyan shook her head and said, "I'm with you now; how could I still have feelings for him!"

"But I just noticed that you still seem to be somewhat attached to him!" The man continued coldly, "Could it be you've always been unaware that he's a hidden tycoon?"

"I didn't know!" Yang Xiaoyan shook her head.

"Then tell me, if you knew he was a tycoon, would you still not be with me?" the man asked, frowning.

"No, not at all." Yang Xiaoyan hurriedly shook her head and said, "There's hardly any affection between him and me; don't talk nonsense."

"Humph!" The man snorted and said, "That's not necessarily true. Who knows, you might go back to him and beg for reconciliation?"

Xiaodong was a typical male chauvinist. At thirty years old, he was still unmarried; not because he lacked a girlfriend, but because his girlfriends couldn't stand his strong chauvinism and intense need for control. As a result, all of his previous girlfriends had left him. Later, when Yang Xiaoyan came to him, Xiaodong was very pleased because not only was Yang Xiaoyan attractive, but she also had a nice figure. At least for now, Xiaodong felt that he hadn't grown tired of her. Therefore, he decided to continue their relationship for a few years. If the affection persisted, they'd stay together; if not, they'd split.

And now, his inner male chauvinism made him rather uncomfortable.

Men are inherently selfish, especially when it comes to emotions. He was even less willing to let another man take his woman. Now that Li Dapang had suddenly revealed his wealth, Xiaodong knew he couldn't compare. For the average worker or office employee, being a civil servant might be considered elite, a secure job; but to real tycoons, these people hardly count. In their eyes, a civil servant is nothing unless it's a national cadre or a national leader—those are the true elites.

"Nonsense!" Yang Xiaoyan shook her head.

"Enough." Yang Xiaodong snorted and then said, "If you truly don't like him, then leave with me now."

"I can't do that. It's not easy for us to have a class reunion today; I can't just leave like that," Yang Xiaoyan said urgently.

"So that means you're still thinking about him, right?" Yang Xiaodong sneered.

"Not at all!" Yang Xiaoyan shook her head and said, "I still have conflicts with my good friend; I need to resolve this issue. I inadvertently let something slip earlier, and Chen Zihan must hate me for it now."

"Then call Chen Zihan out to talk," Yang Xiaodong said, his mouth curling into a smile upon hearing this.

Yang Xiaodong still harbored some fantasies about Chen Zihan. He believed that he couldn't compete with Li Dapang, but Xiao Han, that coward, was no problem. Xiao Han was just an ordinary person, an ordinary university student. Yet, in Yang Xiaodong's eyes, that counted for nothing, even if Xiao Han was this year's top-scoring university entrance exam student.

"I..." Yang Xiaoyan bit her red lips, looking rather troubled.

"What, you're unwilling?" Yang Xiaodong said with a sneer, "In that case, stay here; I'll leave first."

"No!" Yang Xiaoyan hastily shook her head and said, "I... I'll call her now."

"Or..." Yang Xiaodong winked and suggested, "How about this? You wait outside, and I'll call her for you. There are still conflicts between you two, and if you call her rashly, she might not give you face, which would be awkward."

Yang Xiaoyan, upon hearing this, felt there might be some sense to the proposal. After all, the root of all today's conflicts stemmed from her revealing that Xiao Han and Chen Zihan had gone to a hotel room. If it weren't for that, Jiang Xiaoliang's banquet wouldn't have ended up like this.

Frowning, Yang Xiaodong said, "What do you think?"