The host was an alumnus a few years ahead of Wang Xiaoliang. He had organized today's gathering and knew Zeng Haiyan and Wang Fen well. His shirt had never been washed, its fold lines still clearly visible, but his suit trousers and leather shoes were neat. He stood in the middle of the hall with a microphone in his hand.
"We all came out of Jiang University. Put simply, we're all fellow alumni, senior and junior alike. It wasn't easy getting everyone together today." He paused. "What I mean is, since we're all from the same university, we should look out for one another and keep in touch, not wait until we need someone before remembering them. Leaving Jiang University's alumni resources untapped is a waste. We need to put them to use."
Everyone nodded at that.
"So, during today's meal, I'd like everyone to take turns introducing themselves. Nothing long. Just tell us what you do, what you're good at, and whether you need any help. Feel free to speak openly. And-" He paused and smiled. "If you're looking for a partner, you can say that too. We're all alumni. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'll go first."
That last remark made everyone laugh.
Dishes arrived one after another, and the microphone began making its way between the tables. Whoever's turn it was stood up and said a few words. Some covered every base; others sat back down after three sentences. But everyone took it seriously. No one just went through the motions.
Wang Xiaoliang didn't drink any alcohol.
Holding his tea, he explained to the people beside him that they were trying for a baby. No one pressed him. They all nodded, and the conversation moved on.
Li Xiude leaned toward his ear. "Liu Xinyu was right.