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Jiang Kuo did not let the dormitory know about giving birthday gifts to Duan Feifan. Duan Feifan had a good relationship with the people in his class, but this time he went to his birthday was mainly high school classmates and his usual friends. The college model was just a few examples with Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo knew why he didn't hire a college student, so he was very popular with Duan Feifan. He usually had a good relationship with anyone he saw. Anyone who he hired was outside the role model group, basically everyone would have to call him.

After the afternoon class, Duan Feifan went directly to the hotel and told Jiang Kuo and Dong Kun to go there later.

"You're almost stuck at mealtime," Duan Feifan said. "They're not over yet. They're going to be bored."

"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.

Duan Feifan has always been worried that he will not adapt or to be more precise. Duan Feifan thinks he will not like such occasions, his high school classmates, the young people in the market.

Jiang Kuo could understand, he could imagine that those people were a little different from Dong Kundingzhe and others, but he had seen even those people in the Market Help. Although he had little contact, it should be no big deal.

Even his former "friends" would still shout and make noise during the party, and they would also make a fool of themselves if they drank too much. Didn't he find a corner to spend it peacefully every time?

The model group prepared gifts for Duan Feifan. They got 107 and put them together. Jiang Kuo also took his gift. For safety reasons, he locked the formal gift in the dormitory cabinet. The gift he received 107 and put it together with everyone was a regular friendship version he prepared.

If these people have finished eating in the evening, they have to go back to the dormitory to play with gifts, they can disassemble a charging eye mask they have given, which can generate heat and over-energy to give you your eyes a bright light.

He had thought about the Ci'er, and he was one year older and was about to wrinkle.

The dinner time was set at 6 o'clock, and Dong Kun called a business seat at 5:30.

"Just just take a regular taxi, follow my car if you can't get on." Jiang Kuo said.

"Forget it, don't drive over in such an occasion, it's too silly," said Ding Zhe.

"…Oh." Jiang Kuo responded.

"Just, we didn't go to a good high school before, we had everything," Dong Kun explained to him.

Jiang Kuo nodded.

I feel that they are more cautious than Duan Feifan.

Several people took the car to the hotel. As soon as they entered the door, a fat girl shouted at them: "Class Duan Feifan, are you from college?"

"Yes." Sun Ji responded.

"Second floor, the conference hall," the girl's voice was very loud, and her voice sounded quite murderous, like a big sister's head, "Go."

"Thank you." Liu Pang said, "Are you his high school classmate?"

"Yes," the eldest sister pointed at Ding Zhe, "I think you look familiar. Have you ever had a fight in our school?"

Ding Zhe was startled and shook his head: "No, no, no..."

"It must have been beaten," said the eldest sister, "What's your name?"

"Thank you, let's go up first." Dong Kun said quickly.

Several people ran up the stairs quickly.

"Have you been there?" Jiang Kuo asked Ding Zhe.

"Damn!" Ding Zhe glared at him, "Am I that kind of person?"

"Who are you?" Liu Pang asked.

"Am I the kind of person who dares to fight in other people's schools!" said Ding Zhe.

Several people were immediately filled with joy.

The second floor is full of private rooms, but it is not full at this moment. At least half of them are empty, but the sound is very lively. When he was halfway through, Jiang Kuo reacted. The lively sound had nothing to do with other private rooms. They came from the conference hall where the door was half-closed at the end of the corridor.

Jiang Kuo suddenly felt his head swelling a little.

"Come in from the intersection! Big girl is guarding the door, you can see it once you pass by her..." A man walked out of the conference hall on the phone. The moment the door opened, the laughter inside rushed out like a tide.

"Damn," Dong Kun exclaimed, "Is this momentum? Did he make up for it after having someone stabbed him on his birthday last year?

"Here you come!" The man called the man and saw them, he immediately said hello.

"Ah, here we are here." A group of people responded together, looking very familiar. Ding Zhe also added, "Have everyone arrived?"

"It's almost done, a few more are coming soon," said the man, "Come in and sit first!"

Jiang Kuo was pulled into the conference hall by Dong Kun. The three tables I mentioned before have now become four tables. Everyone was very lively. When they saw new people coming in, they shouted for welcome.

Duan Feifan’s friends, no matter what else, feel that one thing is the same, each one is familiar with it, and feels that the social cattle disease in the city is gathered here.

Jiang Kuo felt that there were people in front of him, and there were sounds in his ears. There was still a loud music in the conference hall. Judging from the layout of the audio side, someone should have sang songs before.

"Over there." Duan Feifan's voice came into Jiang Kuo's ears, it was like the sound of nature.

Jiang Kuo turned his head and saw Duan Feifan. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Duan Feifan also smiled at him and narrowed his left eye.

Is this a fucking charm?

Can Duan Feifan's charming eyes be so skillfully?

Jiang Kuo almost wanted to go over and hug him and kiss him.

"Go to my uncle and his table," Duan Feifan said, "Be more savvy over there."

"Are we treated this high?" Liu Pang said, "If you get married, then you will be the main table?"

"You really know how to compare metaphors," Duan Feifan said.

"Leave a seat for his main table then." Sun Ji pointed at Liu Pang.

"The people are in charge of the table." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him, Duan Feifan smiled, reached out to bring him forward, and rubbed his hands on his back twice.

Although Jiang Kuo could still feel the coat.

I was shocked by the lively scene in the conference hall that was comparable to the lively day when the market opened.

Uncle’s table is OK, and next to the window, they are all acquaintances.

Jiang Kuo sat next to Duan Ling.

Duan Ling poured him a cup of tea, "This tea was brought by Duan Feifan's classmates in the tea industry, and it seems to be pretty good."

"Thank you, Sister Ling." Jiang Kuo took the cup and took a sip. Of course, the tea could not be compared with Mr. Jiang's tea, but it was indeed pretty good. People who did not make tea would throw it into the pot and soak it in boiling water, which was wasted.

"I haven't seen this scene before?" Duan Ling asked.

"...No." Jiang Kuo said.

It's really not that there are so many people in their daily gatherings. In the activities he has participated in, only the birthday party held by President Jiang and Jiang Le a few years ago, but because most of the people who came here were elders, the scene was still very stable.

"He has been like this since he was a child," Duan Ling said, "there are many friends."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo smiled and turned to look at the people over there. The two tables should be classmates, and one table is a friend in the market. The chairs on each table are very crowded. If the conference hall didn't have the tables left, they could even open another table.

Duan Feifan didn't need to worry too much about Duan Feifan's birthday. Several classmates looked at him and arranged it skillfully, and Duan Feifan was pulled back and forth by several tables of people.

Finally, the elder sister came in and raised her hand to slap her head a few times: "There are all people! The meal is on!"

Everyone took their seats, and Duan Feifan finally returned to his uncle's table.

Dong Kun was originally sitting next to Jiang Kuo. When he came over, Dong Kun pushed Ding Zhe and others over there and gave up a seat to Duan Feifan.

The door was pushed open and several waiters started serving.

The table was filled in a short while.

"Feifan said a few words." Someone shouted.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Jiang Kuo felt a little embarrassed. If it were him, he might get up and go out.

However, Duan Feifan got up and poured a glass of wine: "Everyone is very busy, this is not a day off. I can still give me such a face. I won't say anything else, and the friendship will last forever."

"Friendship lasts forever" a shout rang out in the room, "Happy birthday-"

"Eat it, pour the wine over," Duan Feifan took a sip of the wine and ordered a few more names, "Please greet me."

"Do we still need to greet us?" someone shouted.

When Duan Feifan sat down, he looked at the people at the table and picked up the cup: "I won't say much about my own people."

"Happy birthday, my dear brother." Duan Ling raised his cup.

Everyone touched each other. Uncle took a sip of wine and looked at Duan Feifan: "If you can't do it, don't drink that much."

"I didn't drink much, I just licked it two times." Duan Feifan said with a smile.

After the meal started, it was still very lively. With the help of alcohol, everyone seemed to quickly enter a more excited layer.

"Isn't it quite noisy?" Duan Feifan asked Jiang Kuo softly.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded with a smile, "Why is there another table?"

"I made a mistake," Duan Feifan said, "none of them are children. Many of them have a family member, so they add another table."

"Duan Feifan!" someone shouted, "Come here!"

"I'll take a few fucking bites!" Duan Feifan said.
To be continued...