Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 117 of 214
"You're impossible!" Chen Shutang, flustered by Yang Hengye, took a sip of the juice in her hand and then, as if pretending to forget the previous topic, said, "Oh, right—our high school reunion is in a few days. Are you going?"
"High school reunion? Who organized it?" Yang Xutang was taken aback and asked.
"Liu Haiyan, our class's Youth League secretary, called me about it. She's probably the one who started it," Chen Shutang said.
Yang Ce understood. When Chen Shutang mentioned the reunion just now, the first person he thought of was Wang Lin—but at a time like this, how could Wang Lin have the mood to organize such things?
"If you go, I'll go." Yang Xu said offhandedly, "Anyway, back in high school, there weren't many people I was close to—just you and Zhang Bin."
"That's because you were always skipping class." Chen Shutang thought about it and had to agree—Yang Ce really hadn't had many good friends in high school.
"Then I'll sign you up," Chen Shutang said.
"All right." Yang Yuting nodded. He didn't know when it had started, but every so often there'd be a reunion—whether middle school classmates or high school classmates, it was always the same.
But the nature of these reunions had increasingly changed flavor—from the initial catching up on old times, they had now become contests of comparison.
Comparing universities, comparing family backgrounds, comparing boyfriends and girlfriends—in short, at this kind of gathering of the status-obsessed, Yang Ce found himself thoroughly bored.
A pack of familiar strangers sitting around shooting the breeze—going at all was a waste of time. But since he was with Chen Shutang, he could treat it as a change of venue for their date. No big deal.
He and Chen Shutang chatted a while longer about amusing incidents from high school, and then, seeing that it was getting late, Yang Ce walked her home, and they agreed to keep in touch by phone.
Yang Ce reflected that this had been the busiest New Year of his life; never before had he rushed about nonstop doing one thing after another the way he had now.
Every year at New Year's, his eldest uncle would organize a family dinner, but this year he had been so swamped by the Yaoguang City affair that he simply had no time to play host.
When Yang Dashan learned how the matter on Baolin's side had been resolved, he felt both relief and deep gratitude toward Yang Ce. Yang Dashan knew perfectly well that without Yang Juehuan's connections, he would at best have been beaten half to death—if he survived at all.
After handing over the accounts and the paperwork, Yang Dashan went back happily to run his sand quarry. This time, he probably would not dare set foot lightly in any unfamiliar field for the rest of his life.
Mingyang was financially powerful to begin with; with Yang Juehuan's backing, funding had already ceased to be a problem, and now that it had swallowed Wang's Century Xiongfeng Group, its capital was more abundant than ever. It paid off its bank loans in one go, carried out a thorough renovation of Tianzixiao City, and reopened under the new name "Nightless Sky Entertainment Carrier."
Nightless Sky was an old name in Songjiang's entertainment industry, so the moment it reopened, it drew crowds of customers who had come on its reputation, and business was booming.
As for Yang Ce and Zhang Bin's jewelry company, it too had entered its final preparatory stage amid much anticipation. The shop on the commercial street had been secured with ease thanks to Wu Zhongjie's connections, and after a round of renovation, it was simply waiting for opening day.
A jewelry company was not like other businesses: it needed a stable channel for raw materials and excellent jewelry designers, and neither could be done without.
"Boss, where have you been all this time?" Zhang Bin complained with great dissatisfaction. "You've been gone since New Year's."