I'm really sorry, I've made a mess of things...

  Noticing his gaze, all the classmates in the room also turned to look at Chen Chen.

  When Chen Chen was in high school, his family's condition was the worst among his classmates. After all, his parents were just ordinary wage earners and couldn't compare with those whose families had officials or did business and ran companies.

  After the college entrance examination, classmates with good grades naturally went to key universities and good majors. After graduation, they can find good jobs; Classmates with poor grades often give up going to university, their parents arrange a job at home, or simply take over the family business like Meng Zijun, and they can also get by quite well.

  It turned out to be Chen Chen, who had mediocre grades and no connections at home, ended up attending a third-rate university, graduated and hit a wall everywhere, and finally chose an ordinary job.

  So whenever someone mentions who is doing the worst, everyone immediately thinks of Chen Chen.

  "Haha...". Noticing that everyone was looking at him, Chen Chen couldn't help but smile: "Everyone seems to be doing quite well, I guess it's really me who's doing the worst. It's truly embarrassing."

  "Hey, that's not fair. The class monitor patted Chen Chen on the shoulder, pretending to be dissatisfied: "What do you mean by good or bad? No matter how good or bad we are, we're still classmates and lifelong friends."

  "The class monitor is right." Meng Zijun smiled and nodded in agreement: "Chen Chen, it doesn't matter if you're doing poorly, we're all still classmates. Where are you working now? How's your income?"

  Although he spoke so politely and smoothly, his eyes were clearly flashing with ridicule.

  And Meng Zijun's followers beside him, seeing the big brother speak up, naturally also started to chime in: "Right, Chen Chen, we're all classmates, let's chat about our recent situations. Hiding and concealing is not interesting."

  "Ah, saying it sounds pretty embarrassing." Chen Chen scratched the back of his head awkwardly and smiled wryly: "After I graduated and looked for a job, as soon as they heard that I was from a third-rate university, no one wanted to hire me. Finally, there was this hotel that hired me as a waiter, and since I had no other choice, I just took it. The salary... well, because I'm new, the trial period is only 1800 yuan per month..."

  "Eighteen hundred?" Upon hearing this number, a group of people burst out laughing.

  Especially Meng Zijun, he laughed so hard that he was bent over and tears were streaming down his face: "So a university graduate can earn 1,800 yuan, now that I think about it, fortunately I didn't go to university."

  "Director Meng, you can't look down on universities like that." A follower intentionally raised his voice in retort: "I also graduated from a university, and it's a famous one too. I even got into a foreign-funded enterprise, but the salary isn't high, just over 10,000 yuan."

  "That's strange, with the same university degree, how can there be such a big difference?" Meng Zijun widened his eyes and made an astonished expression: "It seems that this is not a problem of the university..."

  As they spoke, a group of people glanced at Chen Chen and burst out laughing simultaneously.

  "It seems that I'm just not capable enough." Chen Chen smiled awkwardly: "To think about it, we've already graduated from university, yet I still can't even earn 10,000 yuan a month, making everyone laugh..."

  "Chen Chen, it's not that I'm saying you're bad, but you're really struggling. Meng Zijun barely held back his laughter and looked at Chen Chen with a playful gaze: "Your 1800-yuan-a-month service job is pointless, why don't you just come work as a server at my restaurant? We can be colleagues, I wouldn't possibly pay you only 1800 yuan, at least I'd give you 2000 yuan."

  "Hey, that's going too far." Seeing a group of people getting more and more worked up, the class monitor couldn't help but intervene: "Meng Zijun, today is our class reunion, it's been a long time since we've all seen each other, let's just catch up and not dwell on these things."

  "What's wrong, class monitor?" Meng Zijun looked innocent, as if he had been wrongly accused: "We're all classmates, of course we'll just chat casually. Chen Chen didn't even say anything."

  "That's right, class monitor." A group of followers also chimed in unison: "Manager Meng is also concerned about the recent situation of his classmates, that's why he asked."

  The class monitor also felt helpless towards this group of rascals, after all, now that they've graduated, no one can control anyone else. For the time being, he could only pat Chen Chen's shoulder: "Chen Chen, don't mind them, let's just talk among ourselves."

  "Hehe, don't worry about me, class leader. I'm fine." Chen Chen naturally knew who was concerned about him and immediately looked at the class leader with gratitude: "Manager Meng is quite enthusiastic, I think he's a good person."

  Saying that, he turned his head and looked at Meng Zijun: "Meng, you said I came to be a waiter, with a salary of 2,000, isn't that a joke?"

  "How could I joke with a fellow student?" Hearing that Chen Chen seemed to be really interested, Meng Zijun couldn't help but laugh again: "If you're really willing, you can come to work tomorrow."

  "Manager Meng is really too enthusiastic." Chen Chen also smiled self-deprecatingly: "Then I'll go back and call the hotel to quit my job, and come to help Manager Meng with some chores. Please don't look down on me, take care of your old classmate."

  "That's for sure......" Meng Zijun nodded with a complacent smile, his eyes full of disdain.

  "Are you satisfied now?"

  Just then, a woman's voice came from the corner, cold and detached.

  The voice was not loud, but it came suddenly and attracted everyone's attention. When they turned their heads to look, they found that it was Zhang Xiaoyi, who had been sitting in the corner silently, who had spoken up.

  "Hey, isn't that our class flower?" Meng Zijun threw over a ambiguous glance: "What's up, does the class flower have something to say?"

  "Chen Chen, it's been years since we last met. I didn't expect you to learn how to pretend to be a pig in order to eat the tiger!" Zhang Xiao-yi didn't rush to answer, instead she looked at Chen Chen with an odd gaze: "Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

  "Disguise oneself as a pig to eat a tiger?" Upon hearing this, the crowd became even more perplexed and fell silent, waiting for Zhang Xiaoyi's next words.

  "You guys are so stupid, don't you even know to investigate the other person's background before humiliating them?" Zhang Xiaoyi let out a light sigh and looked at Meng Zijun and his followers with disdain: "If you kick an iron plate, you can't blame others."

  "Details......" Everyone was even more puzzled, looking at Chen Chen and then at Zhang Xiaoyi, really couldn't understand what was going on.

  "As for the specifics, I don't know much about it either. Let me just tell you two things! Zhang Xiaoqing sneered and casually said: "Firstly, Chen Chen's car is a Bugatti Veyron. What price it is, doesn't need me to say more; Secondly, just two days ago, Chen Chen came to our Wutong District to buy a villa for his parents, with a total price of 15.2 million, paid in full at once. What this represents, also doesn't need me to say more."

  Bugatti Veyron? A foreign house worth 15.2 million?

  As soon as these two key words came out, everyone present was stunned, and they all stared at Chen Chen with a look of astonishment.

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