Invincible Divine Dragon’s Cultivation System

Chapter 407 under the giant party (first!)

"It's a little inappropriate, cousin, and now there is time. You bring your classmates to dress up. How can you dress so casually on such an important occasion? This will make others think that your classmates don't respect people!"

The voice of Wang Hai’s cousin came, and the young man sitting beside his cousin disdained Wang Xian.

"A person's temperament, cultivation, wearing, language, reflecting one's wealth, some things can not be revealed by nouveau riche, three generations to cultivate a noble."

The young man took the cousin of Wang Dahai, staring at Wang Xian with a smile on his face, and there was some faint disdain in his eyes.

The other young people next to him also looked at Wang Xian with a smile, and there was a touch of sarcasm in his eyes.

Upstarts look down on the poor, while nobles look down on nouveau riche.

A nouveau riche wants to be an aristocrat, at least to the manager's three generations of temper.

The first generation provides capital potential and owns real estate and knowledge.

The second generation creates material capital and has the capital ability to create money for a long time.

The third generation produces spiritual values.

In their view, the teenager who came to the banquet was so casual, even the first generation could not reach it.

In the field, the ones that can come here today are all from the rich family, from the family of the warriors, and have strong strength in every city.

Excellent tutor, good family, it is no exaggeration to say that they are nobles.

When Wang Xian heard the words of Wang Hai’s cousin, he looked at his clothes and smiled blankly.

After attending two banquets, some people took his clothes and said things.

But as they say, Wang Xian is not a so-called aristocrat. He doesn't care so much, he likes to wear what he wears.

The so-called aristocracy in the youth’s mouth is nothing but a joke in his opinion.

noble?

The strong is never bound by the world, and the eyes of the secular people look at the strong, only to look up in awe, not to say that he is not good to wear today.

Because they are not qualified to evaluate.

Wang Xian glanced over a few people, shrugged his shoulders and took the juice of the sea next to him.

Wang Dahai saw Wang Xian’s appearance as a slight smile, and whispered: "Pharaoh, do you want to change your dress!"

"No, it's too much trouble."

Wang Xian shook his head and said carelessly.

"This... is not very good!"

Wang Dahai hesitated for me. His brother is mysterious and has a strong influence in Jiangcheng.

Tens of millions of dollars can be donated to the school, but this banquet is a gathering of wealthy people throughout the province.

Jiangcheng is just a small city in the southern province, and this time it was a gathering of the richest people in the southern province.

Wearing too casual words gives a feeling of impoliteness.

Wang Xian smiled and shook his head. He looked at the side and saw two old men wearing ordinary Chinese costumes walking towards the interior of the hall: "They are not wearing ordinary clothes!"

"puff!"

"Oh, interesting, really interesting!"

"Haha, he actually compares with Wu Lao and Li Lao, what is Wu Laolin's old man? The owner of the second-class ancient Wu family, he is actually qualified to say this!"

When Wang Xian’s words were just finished, a few young people couldn’t help but smile, and his eyes looked like an idiot.

Wang Dahai’s cousin is also a slight glimpse, and his eyes flashed silently.

Originally, she still felt that her cousin's classmates were talented. I didn't expect it to be so stupid. I really don't know how he came in here.

"This classmate, do you have an invitation?" Wang Haihai's cousin looked at Wang Xian, some cold questions asked.

"Come with friends!"

When Wang Xian heard their ridiculous words, he smiled disdainfully on his face and glanced at the girl.

"It turns out!"

Wang Haihai’s cousin looked like a surprise. Obviously, he was not qualified to receive the invitation letter from Sun Shoufu.

"The sea, keep a distance with your classmate, or you will bring some unnecessary words to your grandfather!"

Wang Dahai’s cousin whispered to him.

"Cousin... I am..."

Wang Haiwei glimpsed a little, his face was stunned, and he did not expect his cousin to say such words directly.

This made his face slightly embarrassed, his face sank and did not speak.

"The sea, listen to your sister's words, don't bring unnecessary trouble to your grandfather!"

The young man next to Wang Hai’s cousin said to him faintly.

"Oh, cousin, my business, you don't care."

Wang Hai’s face is a bit stiff.

"You... I am not in charge of you, I am thinking about Grandpa, you..."

Wang Dahai's cousin stared at him with some anger.

"Let's go and sit next to it."

Wang Dahai pulled the sleeves of Wang Xianxian and sat down to the side.

Wang Xian smiled and shook his head slightly, followed by a seat next to him.

"Pharaoh, don't care, my cousin is a bit ugly."

Wang Hai’s face was a little bad and he said to Wang Xian.

"Nothing, too lazy to take care of them, one by one, still talking to the nobility."

Wang Xian smiled and came to pick up two glasses of red wine. He touched him and smiled and said: "It seems that the sea is a bit low!"

"Oh, this is what you said wrong. After that, although you are not as strong as you, you can still inherit a lot of property!"

Wang Damei's brow picked and picked, excitedly said: "I have no sons, my grandfather is to be my grandson, although I am not waiting to see, but I still like my grandfather like, otherwise the grandfather will not Take me!"

"You are still the local tyrant of the future!"

Wang Xian looked at Wang Dahai with some surprises.

"Fortunately, tens of thousands still have, so my cousin they don't want to see me." Wang Dahai smiled, but did not care much.

He proved that he did not meet with several cousins. This time his grandfather only took him alone and did not bring his cousin. His cousin followed his boyfriend.

"Xiaoyou, your cousin is really..."

Aside, Wang Haihai's cousin saw Wang Dahai pulling the young man away, his face showing a hint of disdain, and shook his head toward her.

"Hey, his father is a rural man. When I was a grandfather, I opposed it. Now my cousin is also with his father. The people I know are not the same!"

Wang Haihai’s cousin shook his head slightly and disdainfully. He felt a little shameful. He opened the subject with a few people and talked about other things.

Wang Dahai talked to Wang Xian about the things in the school. Gradually, more and more people in the hall got up.

The entire banquet hall level, the older generation sits in the front position, the middle-aged generation sits in the center, the younger generation is sitting in the back position.

Younger generations don't want to go ahead, and chatting with their peers in the back will not have too much scruples.

Soon, many young teenagers from the South Province gathered behind.

(End of this chapter)