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Chapter 275

There are not many people willing to spend the night on the volcanic island. Passengers usually take ferries to return to Lost Island. There is only a two-story villa-style hotel. Adhering to the boutique strategy that the Bei family has always implemented, the hotel looks ordinary, but the decoration inside is extremely luxurious, which is no less than the Queen's Hotel.

Geng Tian decided to set up a location on the open-air balcony on the second floor. The floor is black and white, and it looks very much like a cafe. It is lighted with bright white lights and a medium-sized long table with wide balcony. You can feel the cool sea breeze and enjoy the sea view through the railings.

Geng Tianding changed into a white dress, and he looked more handsome and extraordinary. Yang Yaqian snuggled up to him, feeling satisfied beyond words. It seemed that finding such a boyfriend had made her look down on women all over the world. Several people gathered together to chat, and everyone had a female companion around them, and the expression on their faces was so proud.

Liao Xuebing pushed open the glass door, Su Bingyun hesitated for a moment, reached out to hold his arm, and a strong and particularly pleasant masculine aura suddenly came to his face.

Geng Tianding saw it at a glance and smiled and said, "Pei Ruiwen, You Chao, I made an appointment with an old classmate. Do you know who it is?"

In fact, those people had known it a long time ago, pretending to be ignorant, and looked back in surprise: "Mr. Geng, what big shot did you hire? Is it the boss of Beihai Group or the president of Yintian Entertainment, and the chairman of Qian Jiashun?" The entire economic center in the south is Zhonghai, and the twenty most powerful companies in Zhonghai are large companies such as Beihai. They came out casually, showing that they often had contacts with those companies, which was a tone of self-esteem.

"You really don't know? Let's welcome Tulip High School Chinese teacher Liao Xuebing! Everyone applauds!" Geng Tianding said in an exaggerated and frivolous tone of the host of the variety show.

Liao Xuebing, a living person, just walked in and stood in the middle of the balcony. The people still pretended not to see it, looked around and said, "What? Liao Xuebing? Where is it?" The focus of his eyes was on Su Bingyun, who was shining with light, and he looked at Liao Xuebing as if nothing had happened. Everyone had an idea: It was so sexy, but the dog took it away.

The fattest among this group of people is Pei Ruiwen, editor-in-chief of "Floating City", who is as bloated as Mo Laowu, and the one with a long hair and black mole on his right cheek is You Chao, general manager of Shuteng Network Company. In addition to his triangular eyes, he looks pretty handsome. Xiang Ning, general manager of the marketing planning department of CNOOC, is wearing sunglasses at night. Pan Xiyu, account manager of the mobile phone company who is still wearing sunglasses.

And Yang Yaqian was also looking at Su Bingyun arrogantly.

Everyone had a playful expression on their faces, as if they were playing a happy game.

Geng Tianding suddenly saw Liao Xuebing and went up to him: "Oh! There is not enough lights, so I thought the fishermen from where I came from had gone to the wrong room! Please invite us brother."

Lao Liao smiled and said nothing: "Geng Goudan, which old classmates are gathering here today? Let's take a look, oh, this is not a pig's urine, Pei Ruiwen, turtle hair, Youchao, Xiang Ning, and Pan Hengyu?" He called out the nicknames of several old classmates one by one, and everyone was very embarrassed, and his arrogant and majestic spirit was suppressed.

Pei Ruiwen's girlfriend said angrily: "I have asked you to exercise more and lose weight a long time ago. Look, what's good about being called a pig urine bubble?"

Even though the waves were surging in the dark, everyone still couldn't help laughing. Pei Ruiwen couldn't hold back his face and pulled his girlfriend behind him: "You ***, no one will think you are mute."

Geng Tianding had already learned this trick and said calmly: "What else can I mention in the past? We should look to the future. Come and sit down. Today will be a standard Western food."

Pei Ruiwen also replied, thinking, "What is my identity now? Can you still be afraid of you?" He exchanged glances with everyone and said, "Liao Xuebing, why don't you introduce this female companion you brought to you?"

"My girlfriend, a colleague from Tulip High School, and Teacher Su Bingyun, she is a talented student who graduated from Haida Art." Liao Xuebing said, taking the opportunity to hold Su Bingyun's shoulders.

Su Bingyun wanted to refute, but Yang Yaqian looked smiling and thought to herself: "I really don't believe he will lose to you, the shabby buns." She nodded slightly and smiled reservedly: "Hello you guys."

Pei Ruiwen's soul was flying, so stunning, it could be called a stunning nation. After a long time, he came back to his senses and stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Su's national beauty is so beautiful. Would you feel too wronged at Tulip High School? Are you considering that our magazine serves as the editor-in-chief of art?" Xiang Ning rushed to say, "Miss Su, our Shuvyi Network Company can also give you great development space and high salary beyond imagination." He rushed to the front, like a group of hungry dogs with bones, and several men set a strategy in their hearts: to attack Liao Xuebing's image in front of Su Bingyun, which is to retaliate against his old enemy, and to raise his own image, and to challenge the beauty at the same time. It is truly wonderful.

Su Bingyun looked at Pei Ruiwen's hand, ignored it, followed Lao Liao to the table and took a seat, and hanged the pig's urine aside.

Liao Xuebing could only secretly make fun of you: "You stupid guys are not qualified to carry shoes for Mo Yongtai, so why are you fighting me?"

"To celebrate the reunion of our old classmates, please ask the respected teacher Liao to order the dishes." Geng Tianding snapped his fingers and called the waiter.

Inviting Lao Liao to order food was obviously a bully for him not understanding the rules of ordering Western food. If he handed over the menu like a nouveau riche and shouted, "What is the expensive place to come?", then he would be happy.

But they did not expect that Lao Liao's experience after graduation was a hundred times more abundant than their monotonous life. He opened the menu, glanced at it slightly, and said, "I have a big appetite, so I can make a pretzel with caviar, foie gras, smoked salmon, and baked snails."

The waiter took the notes and asked politely: "What soup do you want sir?"

"Walnut chicken soup, clam soup, tartar sauce, Dutch sauce, main course, fried lobster meat, spicy tuna, pan-fried cod, curry fume shrimp segments, and other desserts are fine."

Geng Tianding saw that Lao Liao ordered a little more and there was no joke, so he realized that it was boring. After everyone ordered the good dishes, Pei Ruiwen smiled and said, "Liao Xuebing, you have a happy life in Lu Hai. Seeing that you lack our help, you are so hungry. It's really sympathetic. Sir, give him double servings of every dish!"

His girlfriend said, "Do you often help him? Is it really so miserable?"

To help, it was actually the protection fee paid by these people. After changing the vocabulary, he put a gift on his face. Liao Xuebing smiled coldly: "Yes, the classmate of Pig Urine Puff will pay me tribute on time every month, otherwise his conscience will not be able to get over it."

Pei Ruiwen's face turned red and white, and he said reluctantly: "Hmph, if we hadn't paid the tuition for you, would you have graduated smoothly?"

Xiang Ning was afraid that Liao Xuebing would be angry and embarrassed. If he had to do it, it would be an indecent thing. He smoothed out: "Haha, things have been gone so long. Could it be that Editor Pei still wants Teacher Liao to pay off his debts? He is now a high school teacher and has become a talent that is useful to society. Let's treat it as an investment without returns."

Geng Tianding continued his great career and ordered the waiter to say, "How can you have an appetite without music accompaniment during meals? Please call the best band in your hotel."

The waiter was full of apology: "Sir, sorry, the hotel has only one band, which is already serving other guests. If you make an appointment now, it will be your turn in about an hour."

Geng Tian was furious when wearing a pair of pants, and was furious. He wanted to show off his power in front of Liao Xuebing. He slapped the table and said, "What kind of service attitude do you have? You can't even meet the small requirements of the customers. Open a nonsense shop? I don't care. If there is no band within twenty minutes, I will complain to you!"

The waiter said in a humble manner: "If you are not satisfied with the service of our store, you can choose another hotel. There is a ferry at 8 o'clock to return to Lost Island. Queen Holiday Hotel has the best accompaniment band in the country, Willy Jazz."

"Then call the bands you play for other guests in your hotel. I will pay for the cost. If they are unhappy, I can make up for their losses."

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid it's impossible."

"Who are those guests?" Geng Tianding couldn't believe it.

"They are the music crew of Yintian Entertainment Company." The waiter had already taken the menu and retreated.

Geng Tianding also read the entertainment newspaper and knew that a new star was on the Lost Island. The atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment. Yang Yaqian looked at Su Bingyun and smiled and said, "It feels so awkward to call the team during the meal. I don't think there is anything good."

"But I like having an orchestra next to me when I was having a meal." Liao Xuebing said, calling Yan Xinquan, the general manager of the Lost Islanders: "I'll have dinner at the open-air balcony of the Volcano Island Hotel. Please send Willy Jazz Band here immediately."

Geng Tianding thought he was pretending and said, "Liao Xuebing, your acting skills are getting more and more awesome. You must have pretended to be talking without dialing the phone? Now there is only a return ferry, so don't you let them swim over? Besides, the Willy Jazz Band only serves the top VIP rich people, and I can't even invite you. Do you, a poor teacher, have the qualifications?"

Everyone laughed and sarcastically sarcastically.

Liao Xuebing scratched his head: "Maybe they were born to be humble."

About ten minutes later, the front corner had just been delivered, and several helicopters landed in the open space in front of the hotel. The neatly dressed Willy Jazz Orchestra walked into the open-air balcony, carrying a trumpet, cello, violin, flute in the morning, and a beautiful bow tied under his neck, wearing a black tuxedo, bowed to them.

Liao Xuebing said unhappily: "Why did it come so late?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liao, I just turned down the invitation from the Qian Jiashun Mo family, and came immediately, making you wait for a long time. What song do you want to listen to?" said the elegant conductor respectfully.
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