Chapter 312: Fake Goods?
Chapter Three Hundred and Twelve
Liu Dajun placed his bulging wallet on the table, and at the same time, put a Buick car key on top of the wallet, lit a cigarette, and said, "Folks, don't be shy, just dig in."
"That's right, Teacher is treating you guys, so eat up. How could these few dishes be enough?"
Teacher Qian deliberately implied that Xu Manqing was being stingy.
Long Xiaoling and the others, being students, didn't feel it was their place to say much, only managing to say, "Thank you, Teacher Qian."
Sitting down, Qian Xiaoyun began fidgeting with a bag she held in her hands.
With a coquettish complaint, she said, "Da Jun, look at you wasting money again. I only used that bag you gave me last time once, and here you are, gifting me another. This must have cost a pretty penny."
"Not much, just five thousand,"
Liu Dajun said with a smile, "You're my woman. What's a few bags to me?"
While he spoke,
his eyes occasionally swept over Xu Manqing's body, a hint of lechery in his gaze.
It had to be said, although Qian Xiaoyun was quite flirtatious and not bad-looking, she fell short when compared to Xu Manqing. Xu Manqing, without a trace of makeup, had a skin that looked softer than Qian Xiaoyun's, and despite her thin frame, she had a sizable chest.
Qian Xiaoyun appeared to have a not-so-small chest, but that was all squished together, something Liu Dajun had already verified.
At first glance, Xu Manqing wasn't the type to squeeze her chest to show off – otherwise, she wouldn't have worn such concealing clothes.
Qian Xiaoyun said, "Teacher Xu, that bag of yours looks like it's been used for quite a while, it's even falling apart. How come your boyfriend doesn't buy you a new one? Oh, I forgot, your boyfriend got into some trouble, didn't he?"
Xu Manqing's face turned a bit unsightly.
Her boyfriend had always been a thorn in her side.
He had gambled away money and disastrously sold her to some scions in the county to toy with, nearly causing her body to become paralyzed.
Fortunately, Long Xiaoshan saved her, or else she would have had to spend the rest of her life lying in bed.
Seeing Xu Manqing's face turn sour without a response,
Qian Xiaoyun felt a rush of pleasure.
She and Xu Manqing had joined the school together, but Xu Manqing excelled in everything, being more beautiful than her, and achieving better results as a class teacher. After Xu Manqing's incident, Qian Xiaoyun felt a secret delight, yet Xu Manqing managed to make a comeback.
On top of that, upon her return, her figure became so indecent.
So thin, yet sporting such large breasts.
She had attracted all the male gazes in the school.
Now that she had found a wealthy boyfriend, although he was a bit ugly, his wealth was enough. Finally, she could show off in front of Xu Manqing.
"Teacher Xu, I forgot, I just bought a new bag and haven't given it to you yet."
Long Xiaoshan's hand moved under the table, and when he lifted it again, there was a yellow checkered bag in his grasp.
Brand new, the packaging wasn't even unwrapped.
Long Xiaoling and the others looked doubtfully at Long Xiaoshan – they didn't seem to recall seeing him bring a bag earlier, and even Xu Manqing was a bit astonished.
Long Xiaoshan unwrapped the bag and said, "Try it on and see if it looks good on you."
"Oh, someone is actually gifting a bag," Qian Xiaoyun glanced at Long Xiaoshan, noticing his youthful age and nondescript clothing.
She said with a hint of disdain, "The bag looks quite nice, must have cost several hundred, eh?"
Long Xiaoshan didn't respond.
Instead, he urged Xu Manqing to put on the bag to see how it looked.
"Xiaoshan, why are you giving me a bag?" Xu Manqing asked.
"Of course, I'm going to give it to you. Try it on, see if it's good. If you like it, I'll buy you a few more." Xiaoshan said.
Qian Xiaoyun felt even more annoyed, buy a few more.
This must be deliberately annoying her, after she just said that Liu Dajun had given her several bags, right? Can your bag even compare to mine? Mine is a designer brand, worth five thousand each.
But Liu Dajun was staring at the bag, his face seeming to change somewhat.
This bag looks very familiar.
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It seems like I saw it last time I went to the city.
He suddenly asked, "Where did you buy this bag?"
Xiaoshan replied casually, "I bought it at Jinxiu Mall in the city."
Now Liu Dajun's face really changed because he remembered where he had seen this bag—it was Jinxiu Mall in the city.
Xu Manqing couldn't resist Xiaoshan and wore the bag. It really matched her look. Not only was the style good, but the texture felt extremely comfortable to the touch, causing Xu Manqing to become quite attached to it.
Even Qian Xiaoyun thought the bag looked surprisingly nice and said, "Da Jun, buy me a few too. This kind of cheap bag, just casually buy me ten or eight next time, I'll change them every day."
Liu Dajun's face turned as he said, "This is an LV limited edition, over 80,000 for one, and they have just this one in the boutique."
Qian Xiaoyun's face changed drastically, "No, that's impossible, you must have seen it wrong."
Liu Dajun also really wished he had seen it wrong.
But he did have some money and had seen more than Qian Xiaoyun. The bag did not look fake, and Jinxiu Mall wouldn't allow the sale of counterfeit goods.
"It's a replica, absolutely a replica. A bag that costs over 80,000, how is that possible?" Qian Xiaoyun said loudly.
Xiaoshan was dressed very casually in clothes worth just a few hundred, and looked so young; he didn't seem like a big boss at all.
A bag over 80,000 could buy a small car.
Even Liu Dajun couldn't afford it, or should say wouldn't be willing to buy such an expensive bag even if he did have the money.
Qian Xiaoyun's adamant stance made Liu Dajun begin to doubt as well. He also thought that Xiaoshan didn't look like the kind of person who could afford such an expensive bag, someone who could casually spend over 80,000 on a bag and even talk about buying several, an individual without a net worth of tens of millions wouldn't dare to make such a claim.
Would someone wealthy be sitting here eating stir-fry?
"Xiaoshan, how much did this bag cost?" Xu Manqing asked, if it really was an 80,000-yuan bag, she definitely wouldn't dare accept it.
"Not much." Xiaoshan said nonchalantly.
This made Qian Xiaoyun even more certain that Xiaoshan had bought a replica, and she sneered, "Acting like a tycoon without money, buying a replica, you'd be better off being honest and using a few hundred-yuan bag. People nowadays just have too much vanity."
Xu Manqing ignored Qian Xiaoyun, but hearing it was a replica made her feel relieved. She really liked the bag, even if it were a replica, she still liked it.
Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from outside.
Then, a group of people charged in.
Each one acting arrogantly.
A few were school security guards, and a few others were Ou Fenqiang and his companions who had been thrown into the water before.
As soon as Ou Fenqiang entered and saw Xiaoshan, his eyes lit up, and he yelled, "It was him, Brother Li, he's the one who started the fight, nearly drowned us. Luckily, we ran away fast."
A group of people immediately approached the table.
Leading them, a security guard captain in his thirties, hands behind his back and smoking a cigarette, looked down at Xiaoshan and said, "You're the one who started the fight?"
Xiaoshan had not even stood up yet.
Xu Manqing quickly stood up and asked, "What are you doing? Ou Fenqiang, what's going on?"
Ou Fenqiang glanced at Xu Manqing and said, "Oh, it's Teacher Xu. You've got nothing to do with this. I'm here for this kid."
His tone was clearly dismissive of Xu Manqing.