"Later, send all the military training uniforms to the counter of the affordable store for recycling, and you can get a free cup of orange juice just by ntioning my na!"
There were cheers all around.
Canned drinks are too expensive, so the orange juice was simply made by dissolving orange crystals, there’s a glass case at the entrance of the store, and as soon as the machine is on, the yellow beverage starts to tumble, looking very tempting but actually costing very little.
However, daring to treat the whole class to drinks these days is still considered a generous move.
Lin Shuyou said excitedly, "Brother, congratulations!"
Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes at him, but soon, he smiled too.
He originally wasn’t interested in becoming the class leader, feeling it would distract him, but he couldn’t deny that there was a pretty good feeling in the mont he beca the class leader.
Lately, so of his thoughts had also begun to change.
As Grandma Liu had said, Yuanzi probably didn’t like the other Xiao Yuan.
Li Zhiyuan said, "Congratulations, Brother Binbin."
Tan Wenbin was stunned for a mont, then he suddenly realized that the other night when Xiao Yuan called him "Brother Bin" instead of "Zhuangzhuang," it wasn’t a slip of the tongue, but intentional.
Yuanzi wanted to see himself honored, to see himself receiving awards, and to sit here watching himself beco the class leader.
At that mont, Fatty Wu waved at them, "Class leader, co to my office."
"Okay!" Tan Wenbin raised his hand to indicate he got it.
"All of you co," Fatty Wu added.
Obviously referring to Li Zhiyuan.
"Alright!" Lin Tiantou responded enthusiastically.
Fatty Wu’s office was shared, with four desks inside, but no one else was behind the other desks when they entered.
Fatty Wu hadn’t specifically ntioned Li Zhiyuan in the classroom earlier, but now in his office, he focused on chatting with Li Zhiyuan, starting with inquiring about his life as a lead-in, then quickly turning the conversation to Mr. Luo.
At the end, he shifted the conversation to his own love life to mitigate the utilitarian nature of the preceding part of the conversation.
Fatty Wu opened a drawer, took out a photo fra, and showed everyone a picture of him with his partner.
Tan Wenbin leaned in for a look and teased, "Brother Wu, you should take your missus to see an eye doctor."
Fatty Wu’s partner was tall and sweet-looking, quite a pure campus beauty by today’s standards.
n typically don’t get angry when soone jokes about their partner being a flower stuck in cow dung; they actually feel proud.
Fatty Wu not only accepted Tan Wenbin’s brotherly address, but also proudly tilted his not-so-prominent neck:
"Your sister-in-law has great taste. Let tell you, back when we were in school, she was the one who chased after ."
"Brother Wu, be honest, are you from a well-connected family and just hiding it well?"
"If I were hiding it well, I wouldn’t be sitting here trying to curry favor with you guys and flatter Mr. Luo through your connections."
Tan Wenbin slapped his thigh, "That’s not good, it seems taking your missus to see the eye doctor won’t do, she needs to see a brain specialist."
"Go away, this is true love. In a bit, I’ll ask you all out for late-night snacks, and I’ll bring her out for you to et her."
"Why wait? You’re being stingy."
"She’s been busy lately, looking after her parents in the hospital. I’ll also need to go to the hospital later to keep them company. After all, we’re not married yet, I need to make a good impression in front of the elders.
"Both parents fell ill together?"
"Yeah, they went back to their hotown to visit their ancestors’ graves a little while ago, felt unwell after coming back, and have been hospitalized since. They still haven’t found out what the specific issue is; the doctors suspect food poisoning."
Li Zhiyuan lifted his eyelids.
Tan Wenbin was also startled, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly electrified.
Visiting graves, falling ill, there are the keywords, right?
Only Lin Shuyou was still introducing traditional redies for food poisoning from his hotown.
Fatty Wu took out a piece of paper and seriously recorded it while listening.
"Brother Wu, get a piece of paper too."
"Here."
"Brother Wu, got a pen too?"
"Here."
Tan Wenbin: "Brother Wu, where is your missus’ hotown?
"Near Huangshan Mountain."
"When did her parents go back to their hotown to visit the graves?"
"Just a little while ago."
"The exact date."
"On the 1st of this month, I went with her to the train station to see off her parents."
"Your missus didn’t go, right?"
"Yeah, she didn’t go."
"Which hospital are the elders in now?"
"The Third Hospital, not far from our school, across from the flower and bird market."
"Which room number?"
"Why are you asking in such detail?"
"I know an old traditional Chinese dicine doctor who is excellent at treating complex diseases. I’ll ask him to take a look. You can’t get his service with just money; it depends on connections."
"How can I accept this... When can he go?"
"In a few days, I need to contact him first. Just tell the room number, and I’ll take him there once it’s arranged. Don’t worry, I’ll say it’s you, Brother Wu, who asked for his help."
"Okay, I’ll write it down for you."
"Besides the elders being sick, has anything unusual happened at ho?"
"I haven’t heard her ntion anything."
"Where exactly is the family’s hotown?"
"Min’an Town, I’ve never been there, as we haven’t reached that step in the process."
"Okay, Brother Wu, rest assured, I’ll keep following up."
Fatty Wu laughed, "Is your father a cop or sothing?"
"Yeah, that’s right."
Hearing this, Fatty Wu imdiately perked up again, seeming to want to delve further into this topic.
Tan Wenbin pocketed the piece of paper and imdiately cut him off, "Brother Wu, rest assured, if you ever get caught soliciting, rember to call ."
"You little rascal," Fatty Wu understood the implication, "Alright, we’ve talked about everything. From now on, I’ll communicate school matters to you, and you coordinate with the class committee. Let’s adjourn."
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