After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1220 639: Beating Others to the Punch (2)

It's been over ten years, after all, since we've seen each other, so it's normal for Chen Feng not to remember the names of these two high school classmates right away."I know you're my classmates, but I can't remember your names right away," Chen Feng admitted frankly. "It's been over ten years since we last met, and you've all changed so much. How could I recognize you?"

"I knew you wouldn't recognize us, especially me. I'm Yang Jiayu, remember?"

"You're Yang Jiayu?" Chen Feng's eyes widened slightly in surprise. In his memory, this guy was a few inches over five feet, weighing no more than one hundred pounds, like a bean sprout, bouncing around the classroom like a monkey, so much so that someone in the class nicknamed him "Monkey" due to his strong presence. Now, he's nearly two hundred pounds, clearly no longer fitting the "Monkey" nickname.

The last time in Xiu Zhou, Chen Guoxiang mentioned how Yang Jiayu had become a two hundred-pound fatty. At the time, Chen Feng had some doubts, but now he had to believe it.

"Damn, I knew you'd react like this," Yang Jiayu said with some frustration. "I didn't have much choice in getting this fat. Over the years, with constant dinners and drinks, it's hard not to get fat."

The tall slender classmate beside him laughed heartily and said, "Being able to eat is a blessing. I can't gain weight even if I want to. You don't know how envious I am of you."

"Cut it out," Yang Jiayu retorted to the tall classmate, then turned to Chen Feng and said, "It's understandable you didn't recognize me. But for you not to recognize him? That's a bit much. Compared to our high school days, he's gotten older, but his look hasn't changed much, though the hairstyle has changed—he's bald now."

"Shut up!" The tall slender guy pushed Yang Jiayu in anger, though he didn't budge.

Chen Feng stared at the tall slender guy, thought for a moment, and finally matched him with someone in his memory, smiling, "You're the one who sat in the last row, Yang Zechuan, the one who read novels in class every day."

Seeing Chen Feng finally recognize this old classmate, Yang Zechuan smiled with satisfaction, "That's right, it wasn't a waste to be your classmate for three years."

In fact, Chen Feng had been in the same class with him for three years, but they hadn't talked much because Yang Zechuan was a poor student who got in through connections, not fond of studying and reading novels during class, earning him the nickname "Novel King."

However, though he was a poor student reading novels during class, he was always well-behaved and honest, never having any conflicts with classmates, and even had quite a good reputation because he frequently lent novels to classmates for free.

Chen Feng smiled at him and then said, "It's too crowded here. Let's go downstairs."

The two nodded in agreement.

While waiting for the elevator, Yang Jiayu suddenly said, "Chen Feng, do you have some misunderstanding with Chen Guoxiang? Last time he called me, he cursed you out, saying you're no good. When I asked why he was bad-mouthing you, he didn't answer, just said you're not a good person and to stay away from you."

Chen Feng frowned as he heard this, and after going over his last encounter with Chen Guoxiang and his wife in his mind, he guessed at some possibilities.

"Did he ask to borrow money from you?" Chen Feng asked instead of answering. "He gambled and owes two million in gambling debts. Last time in Xiu Zhou, he shamelessly tried to borrow money from me."

Yang Jiayu wasn't surprised, only asking, "Did you not lend him the money?"

At that moment, the elevator arrived, and after the three entered and stood still, Chen Feng said, "I lent him one million, but signed a loan contract with his wife. The interest isn't low, and I expect his wife to work for me for at least five years. This might be why he has some misunderstanding with me."

Yang Jiayu fell silent, not because Chen Feng generously lent out a million directly, but because Chen Feng had Chen Guoxiang's wife sign a contract to work for him. Such an action inevitably led to some bad associations and misunderstandings.

And Yang Jiayu knew Chen Guoxiang's wife, Ni Yuhua, quite well. She was flirtatious, and he had entertained thoughts about her before but never found a good chance to act on them.

It seemed Chen Feng beat them all to it, and Chen Guoxiang cursing him as not being a good person wasn't without reason.

At this point, Yang Jiayu could only express his feelings with an expletive.

The elevator descended in silence, and when they reached the first floor with a ding, the three casually exited. Only then did Yang Zechuan smile and change the topic, "Today, the two beauties from our class will be here. Cheng Yuhuan goes without saying, and Zhao Zixuan will be here, too. Originally, Cheng Yuhuan was supposed to pick up Zhao Zixuan at the airport, but several classmates offered to drive to the airport to pick her up. Half an hour ago, they said they've picked her up and are on their way."

Hearing this, Yang Jiayu spoke with a mocking tone, "These suck-ups, especially our class monitor, who acted all important in the group chat, saying he'd be responsible for going to the airport to pick her up, but Zhao Zixuan didn't even acknowledge him, specifically asking Cheng Yuhuan to pick her up."

Chen Feng was somewhat curious and asked, "Are there many classmates flying in from out of town this time?"

Yang Zechuan laughed and said, "About seven or eight, not enough to fill a car, but at least five or six cars are going, more than enough."

Yang Jiayu sneered again, "These suck-ups, let's see if they get lucky in the end. They're just a bunch of toads wanting to eat swan meat."

Seeing him ridicule again, Chen Feng couldn't help but frown. After all, they're high school classmates. It's fine to say it once if you can't stand it, but there's really no need to keep mocking.

"Alright, just say less," Yang Zechuan, apparently also tired of the big fat guy's remarks, said, then turned to Chen Feng, "Chen Feng, this morning Pu Fangye made a big revelation in the group, saying you and Guo Mengyao got together, and even blamed you for his hospitalization. Can you tell me what happened?"

Yang Jiayu also chimed in enviously, "Yeah, Chen Feng, it seems your tactics are brilliant. Quietly bagged a white, rich, and beautiful girl like Guo Mengyao. When are we invited to your wedding?"

Ignoring Yang Jiayu, Chen Feng just looked at Yang Zechuan and asked, "What did Mengyao say?"

Yang Zechuan laughed, "What could she say? She kicked Pu Fangye out of the group, she's the group owner after all, and she's kicked him out several times. But this time she put her foot down, saying if anyone adds Pu Fangye back, they'll be kicked out too."

That was just Guo Mengyao's style, and Chen Feng calmly replied, "Pu Fangye has made himself a laughingstock. Who else could he blame for getting castrated after having an affair with You Hairong, a married woman, and reneging on a promise to lend her money?"

Yang Zechuan and Yang Jiayu, hearing Chen Feng explain so bluntly, thought of Pu Fangye's miserable state and couldn't help but burst into laughter, with a hint of schadenfreude.

Clearly, Pu Fangye didn't have a good reputation among their high school classmates.

"What are you laughing at?"

A sweet and delicate female voice called out, and when the three turned around, their eyes couldn't help but light up.