The BMW had traveled four or five hundred meters when Li Qi stopped the car, casting a glance at Wang Hao who was still waiting at the bus stop. The smugness was written all over his face.
"Wang Hao, oh Wang Hao, who would have thought you'd end up like this? They say thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, but, ah, that's not right, it hasn't even been thirty years. In just ten years, you've become as wretched as a stray dog!"
Having said his piece, he took out his phone and called another old classmate, Qian Long.
"Qian Long, I've got good news for you. I saw Wang Hao, and boy is he a mess. As an old classmate, it's embarrassing just to think about him!"
"Yeah, I invited him to the class reunion and he agreed. By the way, Manager Qian, have you invited our two class beauties, Ye Ning and Zheng Xinxin?"
