141: The class reunion proves their worth and their strength is on full display, while the martial arts plot takes another leap forward.

Chapter 59: Face-slapping at the Class Reunion to Establish Prestige, Wuxia Clues Reveal a New Path

Saturday morning at nine, Xie Hui had just sent the deed to the Su Family Old Residence to the framing shop when his mobile phone rang — it was a WeChat message from the university class monitor, Zhang Lei, with a location and a snide remark: "Xie Hui, same old place 'Jinfu Mansion', don't be late! Everyone's waiting to see your 'great success' after resigning!"

Xie Hui looked at the message and remembered how Zhang Lei always followed the rich kids in university, mocking him for "wearing street stall clothes" and "not even being able to afford milk tea." Before, he would avoid class reunions out of low self-esteem, but now he felt it was just right — let these people see what a Corporate Slave looks like after a counterattack. He took out the smartphone brought back from the all is well world from his inner universe, confirmed it contained the project acceptance materials he helped Lin Wei revise, and pocketed two nine flower jade dew pills (fearing an emergency on the road), then drove toward Jinfu Mansion.

Passing Zhang Lan's neighborhood, Xie Hui saw Zhang Lan holding Xiao Nuo by the roadside. Xiao Nuo was clutching a ragdoll cat, her face a bit red. "Mr. Xie!" Zhang Lan saw his car and waved quickly. "Xiao Nuo said she missed you and insisted on waiting here. She just said she felt a bit dizzy..." Xie Hui stopped the car and felt Xiao Nuo's forehead; it was a bit hot. He took out a nine flower jade dew pill from his bag and dissolved it with bottled water: "Come, Xiao Nuo, open your mouth. Drink this and you won't feel dizzy anymore."

Xiao Nuo frowned as she drank it, but within two minutes, her eyes widened: "Uncle Xie, I'm not dizzy anymore!" Zhang Lan's eyes reddened with gratitude: "Last time you helped me get the child support back, and this time you helped in an emergency. I don't know how to thank you." "Don't be so polite with me, as long as Xiao Nuo is fine." Xie Hui handed her the remaining half bottle of nine flower jade dew pill: "If she feels uncomfortable again, give her a little more. I'll come back to see you guys in the evening."

At 10:30, Xie Hui's car stopped at the entrance of Jinfu Mansion. The black SUV was particularly conspicuous among the commuter cars. Just as he got out, he saw Zhang Lei standing at the door smoking with several classmates. Zhang Lei glanced at Xie Hui's car and intentionally raised his voice: "Yo, Xie Hui, whose car is this? You rented it to save face, right? I remember you couldn't even afford a taxi before."

The classmates nearby also joined in: "Exactly, it's been half a year since you resigned. You haven't found a job yet, have you?" Xie Hui ignored them and walked straight to the private room. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw his former boss, Zhou the Skinner, sitting in the seat of honor, playing with car keys — after being face-slapped at the 4S shop last time, Zhou the Skinner had been looking for a chance to get even. Hearing Xie Hui was coming to the class reunion, he specially came to "join the fun."

"Xie Hui, you're finally here!" Zhou the Skinner stood up, pretending to be enthusiastic as he patted his shoulder. "I heard you've been 'doing well' lately, bought a new car? I just got this Volkswagen. Although it's not as good-looking as your 'rented car,' it's practical, unlike some people who slap their own faces until they're swollen just to look fat."

Xie Hui pulled out a chair and sat down, took out his mobile phone, and pulled up a screenshot of his bank balance — 350,000 from cashing in gold bars, plus the fee for helping Lin Wei revise project materials, and some small money earned from the stock market before. The balance was now 420,000. He placed the phone on the table: "Manager Zhou, this money is what I earned myself, and the car was bought in full. Unlike you, who owes employees performance bonuses yet dares to come here and show off."

The room went silent instantly. Zhang Lei leaned over to look at the phone, and his eyes bulged when he saw the balance: "You... where did you get so much money? You didn't get involved in some Evil Path, did you?" Before Xie Hui could speak, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Wei walked in with a document: "Brother Xie, the project acceptance materials you asked me to revise, I've finished them. Take a look and see if there's any problem."

Lin Wei was wearing a black suit, her aura capable and professional, exactly like Su Mingyu. Zhang Lei and Zhou the Skinner were both stunned — they knew Lin Wei, knowing she was a tech company boss who had been on the local financial news last year. "President Lin? How do you know Xie Hui?" Zhou the Skinner quickly stood up, his tone instantly respectful.

"Brother Xie is my project consultant. Without him, my new energy project wouldn't have passed the acceptance." Lin Wei handed the materials to Xie Hui and glanced at Zhou the Skinner, "I heard Manager Zhou owed employees performance bonuses and didn't pay? An owner like this dares to compare himself with Brother Xie?" Zhou the Skinner's face turned red and white in turns, and Zhang Lei didn't dare speak anymore. The classmates who had mocked Xie Hui before were now busy offering him cigarettes and pouring wine, the scene completely reversed.

At noon, halfway through the reunion, Chen Xi suddenly walked in with a gift box. Seeing Xie Hui, she smiled and called out: "Mr. Xie, the audit template you helped me organize last time, I used it to secure a big client. This is some pickled vegetables my mom made, try some!" Chen Xi was wearing a white shirt with a low ponytail, her temperament identical to Zhu Li's. Seeing both Lin Wei and Chen Xi treating Xie Hui with such respect, Zhang Lei finally realized Xie Hui was truly doing well and no longer dared to look at him with his old perspective.

After the meal, Xie Hui saw Lin Wei and Chen Xi out. Lin Wei said the project acceptance was fine and wanted to give him a 20% share of the profits. Xie Hui declined, saying just to find him if she needed help in the future. Chen Xi said the firm was going to promote her and wanted to treat him to dinner; Xie Hui agreed with a smile. Looking at their backs, Xie Hui thought of Su Mingyu and Zhu Li in the all is well world — the "projections" in reality always reminded him of those days of exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

At 3 PM, Xie Hui drove to Zhang Lan's house. Xiao Nuo was no longer feeling unwell and was drawing with a brush. On the paper were Xie Hui, Lin Wei, Chen Xi, and her mother, with "Good Friends" written next to them. Zhang Lan boiled a bowl of pork rib soup. As Xie Hui drank the soup, he heard Zhang Lan say that Xiao Nuo's father had paid the child support on time this time and even proactively asked about Xiao Nuo's situation. He was happy for them.

At 7 PM, Xie Hui returned home and hung the framed deed to the Su Family Old Residence on the living room wall — the deed, paired with a dark wood frame, looked like a work of art. Beside it were photos of the three female leads: Su Mingyu holding a glass at a celebratory banquet, Zhu Li cooking in the new apartment, and Wu Fei carrying Xiao Mi while flying a kite. He then took out the remaining two gold bars, the nine flower jade dew pills, and the hand-copied Nine Yin Manual he brought back from the legend of the condor heroes world from his inner universe, placing them one by one on the table.

At 10 PM, Xie Hui stood by the window, looking at the new car downstairs and the deed and photos in the living room, his heart full of emotion. From the legend of the condor heroes to all is well, and then to the counterattack in the real world, he was no longer that Corporate Slave who had his shoes stepped on in the subway and was pressured by his boss. He touched the inner universe in his chest, clearly feeling the "spoils" and memories inside — these were the foundation of his Transmigration journey.