The system takes me to pull hatred

The scene was dead silent for a while.

Several people near the table carefully looked at the content displayed on Pan Jiping's mobile phone, and after confirming it, they couldn't help laughing on the spot.

"I'll go, it's really the same, Ling Chen, aren't you too awesome?"

"Hahaha, I'm overwhelmed by this wave of operations, it's the best!"

"Dior is a high-end product that can be recognized at a glance on the road. Let Zixuan wear this kind of fake to go out. Are you trying to make passers-by laugh?"

The ear-piercing laughter in the private room was full of mockery towards Ling Chen.

Pan Jiping held Erlang's leg in his mouth, propped his face, and raised the corner of his mouth, pulling out a sneer like a cat catching a mouse.

"Ling Chen, if you are really short of money, you can tell me. You can still borrow a few thousand dollars from your old classmates. There is no need to slap your face to make yourself fat. People who are too vain generally have no good end."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Ling Chen looked at Pan Jiping with a watery expression.

"Complicated facial features can't hide the simple IQ after all. God sprinkles wisdom on the world. Why do you hold an umbrella?"

[Ding, the hate value from college classmate Pan Jiping is +100! 】

The atmosphere was a bit silent, no one expected Ling Chen to say such words.

"Hehe, it's interesting. I haven't seen you for a few years. This old classmate of mine is getting better and better at playing tricks. Sure enough, the more incompetent the person, the more he will show off his words." Pan Jiping suppressed his anger and sneered. .

"Man, the more you lack something, the more you will show off. If you are poor, be honest. Don't act like a nouveau riche. Look at your self-deception. Maybe you have to buy a few potatoes in the vegetable market with the old aunt who sells vegetables. Bargaining?"

Ling Chen sighed: "There is always a kind of person who likes to think about problems with his five cents and twenty catties head. Others grow their brains to show their height, but you are lucky, you don't even show your height."

"Say it again if you have the fucking ability!" Pan Jiping's face turned green and pale, he slammed the table, and stood up angrily.

"After I exposed the truth about a good-for-nothing wage earner, not only was he shameless, but he even spoke ill of you. It seems that the teachers at the school were only focused on teaching, and forgot to teach you how to be a good person."

Ling Chen squinted at Pan Jiping: "Who are you talking about?"

"The evil pen said you!"

"It seems that you still have self-knowledge." Ling Chen nodded slightly, and leaned back: "However, please don't use your excretory organs to talk to me, okay? After all, that is impolite behavior!"

[Ding, the hate value from college classmate Pan Jiping is +150! 】

Pan Jiping was completely angry.

With so many people arguing with him, Ling Chen just didn't take him seriously.

Furious, he picked up the wine bottle, intending to teach Ling Chen a lesson.

"Pan Jiping, you're enough!" Miao Xiuyuan couldn't stand it any longer, and stood up to defend Ling Chen and said, "First of all, Ling Chen didn't say it was genuine, he just thought the dress was pretty and wanted to give it to Zi Xuan, what's the problem?"

"Secondly, your own mouth is not clean, and you satirized Ling Chen's love of vanity, and you are not allowed to refute it?"

Hearing this, Pan Jiping gritted his teeth, and finally put down the wine bottle.

"Forget it, it's not a person of the same level anyway, there's no need!"

Seeing Pan Jiping sitting back to his original position, Miao Xiuyuan was relieved.

To be honest, he was really afraid that Pan Jiping and Ling Chen would fight, and there was no camera in the private room, if something went wrong, the whole group of them would have to go to the police station.

After the scene just now, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

Most people looked at Ling Chen with disgust.

Fake goods are delivered as real goods, and Pan Jiping, who is still not convinced, is a hypocritical guy who wants to save face and suffer, and he is not worthy of deep friendship.

Hu Huihui frowned: "Xuanxuan, what kind of classmate are you? I feel ashamed to ask him to come to the party and tell him about it."

"Shh, keep your voice down." Zixuan glared at Hu Huihui reproachfully, and quickly changed the subject: "We are old classmates for several years, I like any gift, so don't talk about gifts anymore .”

"Come on, let me offer you a toast, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to my birthday party."

With that said, she stood up and picked up the disposable wine glass.

Seeing this, everyone naturally wouldn't lose face, ignored Ling Chen, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Why are you crazy today, you have to send a fake product if it's not good to send, isn't this specially giving people room to find fault?" Miao Xiuyuan leaned close to Ling Chen's ear and said speechlessly.

"However, Pan Jiping is really fucking disgusting. If you insist on exposing your background on this occasion, it is probably to avenge your past. After all, you took the position of outstanding graduates from others."

"It's the real thing, it's just that no one knows it." Ling Chen looked calm and said lightly: "As for Pan Jiping, he's just a clown, don't worry about it, I have plenty of opportunities to teach him a lesson."

Miao Xiuyuan looked at Ling Chen suspiciously, and reached out to touch his forehead.

"I don't have a fever, why don't you blush when you brag?"

"You think I'm bragging?"

"It's not just me, everyone thinks so." Miao Xiuyuan nodded very directly.

As far as he knew, Ling Chen couldn't even afford a car worth 5 yuan, and his salary in the past few years could only support him.

Pan Jiping's subsequent lesson is even more nonsense.

Today's Pan Jiping is the best among his college classmates. He is a director of a company, and his annual income is at least 50 yuan. He is a real successful person.

For someone like Ling Chen whose annual income has not reached [-], compared to Pan Jiping, the level difference is too big.

"Believe it or not." Ling Chen didn't bother to explain.

Sometimes life is like this. Whether it is true or false depends on people's mouths. People who have no self-discrimination ability will just blindly follow the trend to highlight their own character. Why should he waste his saliva in arguing?

Miao Xiuyuan opened his mouth, finally sighed, and didn't say any more.

Reality is like an eraser. When a person erases too many ideals by this eraser, he loses his original bright colors, leaving only a blank space, reflecting a false life.

Ling Chen, after all, was erased by the reality of that simplicity!
"dong dong dong"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, which attracted the attention of many people.

A classmate who was closer to the door opened the door, and everyone saw a sunny and lively girl with a selfie stick walking in.

"Xiao Yu, why did you come here!"

Zixuan got up immediately, pouted her lips, and stepped forward to greet her.

"I'm sorry, I was live broadcasting outdoors earlier, and it just ended." Meng Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and smiled at everyone: "Hi everyone, I'm Zixuan's good sister, Meng Xiaoyu, nice to meet you."

The atmosphere in the private room heated up again.

Meng Xiaoyu originally belonged to the good-looking anchor, her complexion was crystal clear like jade, like a crescent moon giving birth to dizziness, listening to her speak like pearls, it was like listening to a lark singing, her voice was soft and crisp, extremely beautiful.

All of a sudden, everyone became very interested in this beautiful girl. You asked me a question, and they had a great time asking and chatting with gusto.

After a long while, Meng Xiaoyu seemed to think of something, and looked at Zixuan with a smile: "Today is your birthday, I am going to give you a Dior fairy dress, let's go pick it out after the party!"

Zixuan froze for a moment.

Many people also have strange faces.

"What's the matter? Is there any problem?" Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of everyone, Meng Xiaoyu didn't know why.

One of them pointed to the exquisite gift box next to Zixuan, his voice sounded strange.

"Someone has already given Zixuan a Dior dress!"

"Ah?" Meng Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, and quickly cast her eyes on the gift box.

"My God, could it be the Dior Dior lace hollow short-sleeved dress?"

Pan Jiping couldn't help but said, "That's right, and it's still a fake."

The rest of the people were also holding back their smiles with rich expressions.

"Fake?" Meng Xiaoyu frowned slightly and shook her head: "It can't be a fake. Dior's gift boxes are all custom-made, and the logo is difficult to imitate."

As she said that, she looked at Zixuan, her eyes brightened: "Xuanxuan, can I open it and have a look?"

"Yes." Zixuan turned her head and glanced at Ling Chen, seeing that he had no objection, she just nodded.

With permission, Meng Xiaoyu opened the gift box with fiery eyes.

"Oh, buy it, it's really this Dior Dior lace hollow short-sleeved dress!"

The entire private room was immediately occupied by her excited screams.

Pan Jiping frowned and asked, "Miss Meng, is this genuine?"

"Of course it's genuine. Look at this high-grade water-soluble lace and mulberry silk suspender lining. It's beyond description." Meng Xiaoyu fondled the dress fondly.

"This dress made by Dior has a soft and chic half lapel, elegant and sweet trumpet sleeves, especially the high-waisted A-line natural pleated skirt, set off by the lace patterns of various changes and different patterns. It’s beautiful, full of grace.”

"Whether it's a vacation, a date, or a famous occasion such as a party, this style of dress can make a girl reach the level of a celebrity. I have to sigh at Dior's design and craftsmanship, which is so exquisite!"

The scene was a little silent.

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched, and they were a little dazed.

No way?
Is this dress real?
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu cherishing the dress inside, Hu Huihui's heart skipped a beat for some reason.

"Xiaoyu, there are a lot of high imitation Dior clothes on the market now. Pinxixi sells this dress for only over 200 yuan. Are you sure you didn't read it wrong?"

"After the sale of Dior's clothing is completed, an identity card will be delivered, which has the time of purchase, the place of purchase, and the model of the clothing. Among them, the anti-counterfeiting logo code and the internal label of the clothing are the only correspondence, which can be checked on the official website." Moe While talking, Xiao Yu took out the dress.

Sure enough, an identity card was placed at the bottom of the gift box.

She took out her mobile phone, entered the authenticity inquiry section of Dior's official website, and entered all the anti-counterfeiting identification code on the ID card and the inner label number of the clothes.

As soon as the screen turns, a page frame appears.

The place of purchase shown above is the well-dressed clothing store in District [-] of Xihong City, and the purchase time was half an hour ago.

And the buyer is Ling Chen!