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Chapter 213 It's not the foundation, right?

Chapter 213: Not foundation

Because Ye Yangcheng came back, the store in the clothing market closed nearly two hours earlier than usual. After the closing, Ye Yangcheng and his father Ye Haizhong returned home. The father and son talked about some business matters in Ye Yangcheng. Although Ye Haizhong couldn't understand most of what Ye Yangcheng said, after the conversation for the past two hours, he probably understood a little.

According to Ye Yangcheng himself, after he went to Wenle County, he used more than one million yuan in his hand to buy a small factory for producing capacitors. It is currently in good operation and has no worries about raw materials or orders, and the business is even more prosperous.

Ye Haizhong didn't care how much money Ye Yangcheng made. He only cared about whether Ye Yangcheng had gained a foothold in the county. After hearing Ye Yangcheng tell him about his current situation in the county, Ye Haizhong felt relieved. Of course, at the end of the conversation, there were inevitably some tossing and turning advice. This seemed to be a habit of being a parent, and Ye Yangcheng naturally agreed.

At around five o'clock, a family of three sat around the dining table. The tabletops were filled with Yeyangcheng's favorite dishes, such as sweet and sour fish, and braised pork...

"Eat more." He put a large piece of braised pork into Ye Yangcheng's rice bowl. Seeing Ye Yangcheng's face clearly losing weight, his mother Wu Yufang said with great distress: "You can't be too casual when you are alone outside. If you feel tired, go to the hospital to get a bottle of glucose. If you feel sleepy, don't stay up late. Go to bed early and get up early. Look at you, you've lost a lot of weight!"

"Mom, I can't see where the meal is..." Ye Yangcheng was both funny and moved. He used chopsticks to pluck his rice bowl. The things that were attracted to him were either braised pork or stewed pork ribs. The remaining half bowl of rice had already been pressed down at the bottom like a mountain. I guess if I wanted to eat, I had to solve the meat in the bowl first.

When eating, it is always the most lively time of the Ye family, and you say and say something, and you are cheering...

However, while being happy, Ye Yangcheng would inevitably be speechless one after another. His mother Wu Yufang's topic seemed to be inseparable from the word "girlfriend". After an hour of dinner, Wu Yufang said the word "girlfriend" in her mouth no less than fifteen times.

In response to this, Ye Yangcheng didn't know how to answer except for sneering.

The painful and happy dinner was not over six o'clock. I thought I could take some time to play games in the Internet cafe and relive the feeling of the past, but Ye Yangcheng received a strange call: "Oh...oh...oh..."

"Well, I'll go out to answer the phone." After putting down the empty bowls and chopsticks in his hand, he said hello to his parents, Ye Yangcheng took out the cell phone in his pocket, looked at the number displayed, and got up and walked out of the house. During this process, he pressed the answer button...

"Is it Lao Ye?" The other end of the phone was the voice of a young girl. She sounded about in her twenties. She couldn't sound too nice, but she would never be too ugly. She was that ordinary voice.

"You...oh, are you a comrade in the squad leader?" Hearing the sound from the phone, Ye Yangcheng frowned and thought for five seconds before slapped his forehead, and suddenly said, "It's so fast! Do you miss me?"

"I didn't expect that you would be much more slick than before after not seeing each other in two years." The comrade at the other end of the phone hummed a few words, and then said seriously: "Okay, I won't joke with you. Not long after I arrived in the town, I have notified the onion, steel-toothed girl, and Xiaotianji. If you have time now, come to Jingyuan Hotel. I have booked a private room here, and a few old classmates have already come."

Hearing the squad leader’s report, one by one nickname that had left deep memories, Ye Yangcheng felt a little sad. He turned around and looked at his parents who were still talking about something. Ye Yangcheng nodded and said, “What is the box number? I’ll go there now.”

"S15, hurry up, everyone is in a hurry!" The squad leader called the box number and urged him, then hung up the phone. It was probably because he was entertaining those old classmates.

Ye Yangcheng also put away his cell phone and lay on the door frame and said to Wu Yufang and Ye Haizhong: "Dad, mom, I have to go out for something. I have the key with you. Don't wait for me. I will open the door by myself when I come back later."

"Well, go." Ye Yangcheng had already mentioned the situation of Liu Xueying's family during the meal, and also mentioned the idea of ​​building a tomb for his old classmate Liu Xueying. In addition, Ye Yangcheng was very loud when answering the phone. Neither Wu Yufang nor Ye Haizhong would object to such things.

After saying hello to his parents, Ye Yangcheng opened the car door and got in, stepped on the accelerator and turned the front of the car, and drove towards the Jingyuan Hotel about thirteen kilometers away from his family. Zhao Rongrong and Yuko Okura naturally stayed with each other, and sat in the back seat without saying a word, very quiet.

It took less than six minutes to arrive at the Jingyuan Hotel from home. I parked my car in the hotel parking lot. After getting off the car, I went straight to the S15 box of Jingyuan Hotel. Since graduating from high school, Ye Yangcheng has never seen a few old classmates, and even their appearances are a little blurred.

"Haha..." Under the guidance of the waiter, he walked to the door of the S15 box. He heard the laughter and noise from the box from afar. He shook his head and chuckled slightly, raised his hand and pushed open the door of the box. The purpose was six or seven young men and women of the same age as Ye Yangcheng were making noise unscrupulously in the box.

"Old classmates, all get up and welcome me!" Ye Yangcheng's unkempt temperament was released at this moment. If Wang Mingqi and the others saw it, they would definitely be shocked to fall...

"You are... dash!" A fat man about 1.70 meters tall was stunned by Ye Yangcheng who suddenly jumped out. After staring at Ye Yangcheng for a long time, he met him as if he had discovered a new continent. He said as he walked: "Old Ye, why are the acne on your face gone? Isn't it with foundation?"

"..." Ye Yangcheng was stunned and looked at the sky speechlessly...

"Okay, everyone in the town is here." Just as Ye Yangcheng was laughing and swearing with the little fat man and another male classmate, a girl about 1.62 meters tall and wearing a beige suit and short skirt and professional attire stood up from the sofa beside her, raised her head and pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, clapped her hands and said, "Stop making trouble, Onion, please let the waiter serve the dishes, and the others will sit down in the seat first."

The tone was a little bit like a female leader. In fact, this class leader has been the female overlord in Ye Yangcheng’s class since the beginning of high school. Not only is he good at studying, but he has a strong sense of management. With the majesty of the teachers in the school, he has just managed more than 50 people in a class...

Of course, behind the scenes, few of the classmates in the class could get along with her. They called her Hei Po behind their backs, which meant that she was a sarcastic woman...

Ye Yangcheng was naturally one of the first people who hated her at the beginning, but the little resentment she had at school had disappeared since she entered society. In fact, sometimes when she looked back, Ye Yangcheng admired her quite a bit. A little girl in her teens could control so many people! She couldn't accept it.

According to the comrade of the class leader, Ye Yangcheng and others also sat around the dining table honestly. It was not that they were afraid of the teacher resources of the class leader, but... they were used to it, and really got used to it. More than two years have passed, but this habit has not been changed.

While waiting for the waiter to serve the food, the squad leader was not idle either. He glanced at everyone with a bright look. She said, "You should all know the purpose of letting everyone come and get together this time, right?"

"Yes." Everyone nodded in unison to show that they understood.

"Although Liu Xueying has not completed three years of high school career with us, she is a former classmate after all, and this friendship cannot be erased." The class leader pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose again and said, "Now that such a tragedy happened to her and her family. As old classmates, how can we stand by and watch?"

"Haha, comrade comrade, just tell me directly. Just do whatever we need to do. Everyone understands the principles in their hearts, otherwise they wouldn't be sitting here tonight." Ye Yangcheng chuckled and opened his mouth and said, "Just assign the task directly."

"..." It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with Ye Yangcheng's interruption, but the squad leader just glanced at Ye Yangcheng, nodded and said, "Old Ye said it right. This time, letting everyone come together is mainly for Liu Xueying's tomb. Her family's body is held by the government, so we don't need to worry, but her own body has not been found, so she can only build a tomb. There are two things to be clear about tonight."

Speaking of this, the comrade in the squad leader pondered for a moment, organized the language before continuing: "The first thing is to think about it carefully. Is there anything that Liu Xueying used during her lifetime at home or elsewhere? After all, it is a tomb of clothing and a tomb of clothing and must be something to rely on, otherwise, there will be no basic conditions for this tomb of clothing and clothing."

"What did Liu Xueying use?" The other two female students except the comrade in class leader shook their heads straightforwardly and said that there was no.

Onion also shook his head and denied it. After seeing the reactions of the three of them, the male classmate nicknamed Xiaotianji, whose tall and thin figure had a slightly red cheek and said quietly: "I...it seems like there is still the same at home..."
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