At the dining table, a middle-aged man sitting beside her said, "Miss Song, I heard that I was going to meet a member of your company today. I thought he would be a man. I didn't expect that he was not only a woman, but also such a young lady."

He took the beer belly of a man in his forties with him. As he spoke, the smell of alcohol also rushed to Song Yu's side.

"Manager Luo, although our Sister Song is young, she has a lot of experience. She has taken over a lot of planning plans in the past. For example, our Sister Song designed Jinxiu Garden, a good day, and beautiful scenery. The architectural style is popular in the industry." This time, Xiao Chen, who was in charge of bidding, took out Song Yu's design and handed it over.

Generally speaking, those who engaged in sales were not very old. For example, Song Yu was only one year old after graduation and twenty-five this year, but Xiao Chen was two years younger than Song Yu.

"Manager Luo, take a look. Moreover, our company's offer can't be said to be the lowest, but it's also the fairest. The contracts have been settled and no complaints have been received, so those residential districts have a good reputation."

"Don't worry." Luo Hu made a push and filled Song Yu's glass with wine. "Miss Song, it's rare to meet such a young and beautiful tool with talent. I have to propose a toast to you."

"Manager Luo, our Sister Song doesn't have a good capacity for alcohol. I toast to you." Xiao Chen wanted to stop her from drinking.

"You don't have a good capacity for liquor. Can't you drink one or two cups of wine?" Luo Hu pretended to be a little angry. "I think Miss Song is a straightforward person."

Song Yu smiled and picked up his glass. "Manager Luo, it's not that I don't know how to appreciate favors. It's just that I'm allergic to drinking. I can't bear to drink one cup after another, but I can't drink anymore if I drink too much. The allergic face is full of rash, and I vomited here. It's bad for the atmosphere, isn't it?"

"Chengcheng, drink first," Luo Hu said with a smile.

Song Yu took a sip, and Luo Hu was happy. "That's great. Miss Song is such a sensible person. She is young and beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Song Yu suddenly covered his stomach. "I really can't say that I'm allergic. I'm beginning to feel uncomfortable now. Manager Luo, please forgive me. I have to go to the bathroom."

Without waiting for Luo Hu to speak, Song Yu immediately ran out.

She went into the bathroom, put her hands on the sink, and breathed a sigh of relief. If she didn't find an excuse, she was afraid that Luo Hu had to go too far.

After staying there for a while, she didn't dare to delay for too long, so she still walked out.

"Song Yu!" A voice rang out in surprise.

Song Yu took a look and saw three people coming from the opposite side. It was Guan Xiaolin, her childhood friend.

Ever since her family went bankrupt, she hadn't contacted many people. Guan Xiaolin was one of them.

She didn't have much impression of the two people beside her. They looked a little familiar and she couldn't remember them for a moment.

"Song Yu? It's really you! Even if I didn't tell you, I wouldn't dare to admit it!" One of the women, who had no impression of her, said, "I remember that when you were in your second year of high school, your family went bankrupt, and there was no news of you in the future. Really, you don't know how to contact us. Even if you went bankrupt, how could we dislike you?"

"Song Yu, are you here for dinner?" another person asked, his face full of obvious curiosity.

"Yes." Song Yu didn't want to say much.

It wasn't easy for her to meet Qi Lin's people. In order to show her sincerity, she specially chose Sheng Yue, this high-end restaurant. Although she also thought that she might not be lucky enough to meet those old friends in the upper-class circle, she didn't expect that she would be so unlucky.

"What a coincidence! We're also here for a gathering! Let's get together! We used to be old classmates in the academy. You went bankrupt in your second year in high school and transferred to another university. We haven't seen each other for so many years, so you can tell us about your recent situation. How's your family doing now?" The man was about to take Song Yu's arm and leave.

"No, I have something else to do." Song Yu flashed away. "Sorry, I have to go now."

"What's the rush? If you have an appointment with someone, you can ask them to come with you. We have no malice. It's just that our old classmate cares about you. If you have any difficulties now, we can help you." The man said again, but he could not hide the disdain on his face.

"Yes, Song Yu. We all have good intentions. I think you should be living a poor life now! Where did you get your clothes? You didn't wear such low-grade clothes before. If it's really difficult, we can help you. There are many clothes in my family that I don't want to wear. Our figures are almost the same. I can give you all the clothes you don't want. The clothes I don't want are also better than yours."

"Lijun, don't say that. I think Song Yu is also in a professional suit. He is here for business tonight, isn't he? In the past, the young lady of the Song family is going to talk about business at a wine table. This is pitiful." The woman who spoke first said in a strange tone. "I heard that when a woman comes out to talk about business, she will suffer a lot in that aspect."

His tone and expression seemed to show that Song Yu had completed the business by illegal means.

"That's enough. Li Qianyi, Wu Lijun, if the two of you are laughing at us, then hurry up and leave!" Guan Xiaolin's expression was cold. "In the past, you couldn't even match Song Yu's status. Now that you're in dire straits, why don't you hit him when he's down? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"My family is bankrupt, but I'm working hard for myself now. No matter how much I wear or use my clothes, at least I worked hard to earn them. I don't feel ashamed." Song Yu's tone was indifferent, making them feel that they were the ones who should be looked down upon.

"Song and Song—" Guan Xiaolin opened her mouth, but suddenly froze. She suddenly looked behind Song Yu with her round eyes.

It wasn't just her. Even Li Anyi and Wu Lijun had complicated expressions of shock on their faces.

Song Yu was wondering if her words would cause such a big effect. Before he could turn around, he could already feel the pressure coming from behind him, and his head seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow.