Chapter 222 Kiss? Lao Caozi won!
The responses on the forum were all "no", which made Jiang Qin silent for a while.
Is it true that good friends cannot taste each other's mouths? No, it must be that the number of replies is not enough.
Maybe a true gentleman is on the way.
After all, it was broad daylight and we had just finished lunch. If you were a serious person, who would reply to every post as if you were living in a forum? Unless you were one of those decadent otakus.
They might not even be good friends, so how could they know if good friends could kiss? Jiang Qin crossed his legs and continued to click the ornaments on the table with his fingers, showing no sign of panic.
Linchuan University has more than 30,000 students. At least 10,000 of them must say no to the result. Otherwise, he has reason to believe that the incorrect conclusion was drawn because the sample collection was insufficient.
And now the people who responded are all boys, which only represents the opinions of one gender, but the opinions of girls are also very important, because the good friends he wants to taste are girls.
Let's wait a little longer and expand the scope of sample collection to ensure the accuracy of the results.
Jiang Qin thought about it and felt that he could pin the post directly to the top to increase its exposure and gain more comments with administrator privileges.
But, this is easy to be exposed.
Maybe others don’t know, but the people in 208 will definitely know who has used the top permission, and by then the boss’s authority may be gone.
Just like Suna, ever since he knew that he loved looking at silk feet, there is no longer any respect in his eyes.
Wow, such a big boss still wants to kiss his good friend.
No, it's too socially dead and not conducive to business management.
Let's just let the bullets fly for a while, there's no rush.
"Come on, come on, keep playing cards."
Jiang Qin carried a chair back to the card table, and with a stern look on his face, he took the lead in drawing cards, and then played the cards he had. His attack power was very strong. After three rounds, each of the three people on the opposite side had a piece of paper on their faces.
"Damn it, Lao Jiang, why are you so angry these past few rounds?"
Cao Guangyu had just lost a game and was very angry.
"What's the point of playing cards if you don't pursue victory or defeat?"
Jiang Qin spoke in a high and cold voice, and put the shuffled cards on the table: "Lao Cao, why haven't you gone out on a date with Ding Xue recently? Did you have a fight?"
"Ding Xue is busy preparing for her postgraduate entrance exams. She said she gets annoyed when she sees me and asked me to stay away from her." Cao Guangyu pouted, looking unhappy.
"What progress have you made?"
"hey-hey."
Jiang Qin looked at him angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Cao Guangyu smiled until his face was covered with eyebrows and said, "I am so tired of kissing, but it's a pity that I have never had the opportunity to live outside."
Hearing this, Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao were so envious that they wanted to cry: "Brother Cao, what does it feel like to kiss? Can you describe it to us?"
"It's fragrant, soft and sweet. What do you think, Lao Jiang?"
“…”
Jiang Qin was completely silenced by Cao Guangyu's words, and then he started to play his cards one after another, forcing him to defend and attack.
Every move the opponent made was blocked by him. Every move the opponent made was blocked by him.
After three rounds, three more pieces of paper were added to Cao Guangyu's face, making a total of eight, which looked like a door curtain.
"Old Jiang, do you have a grudge against me? Why do you always chase me and beat me up?!"
Cao Guangyu had a puzzled look on his face, not realizing that he had already defeated Jiang Qin just a moment ago and achieved the achievement he had always dreamed of.
"That's all your illusion."
Jiang Qin said in a cold and aloof voice without blinking, "It just feels boring. How about adding a new rule? Whoever gets ten notes on his face first gets to buy dinner."
Cao Guangyu glanced at Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao on the opposite side. There were only four of them together. "Is this new rule aimed at me?"
Zhou Chao raised his hand and agreed: "I agree with Jiang's decision. Just a piece of paper is useless and it's boring to play this card game."
"No, no, I don't agree." Cao Guangyu shook his head fiercely, "I'm not stupid."
"Brother Cao, don't be anxious. I think someone as smart as you can definitely turn the tables even if you're low on health."
Ren Ziqiang always says flattering things whenever he opens his mouth.
"real?"
"It couldn't be more true. If you don't believe me, try it."
So after two rounds, Cao Guangyu, who had collected ten notes, walked away with a look of grief and anger and took out his meal card.
What the hell is a comeback with low health? It's just a trap without any suspense!
You must remember this from now on: no matter what Jiang Qin says, you must never respond!
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In the evening, the drizzle stopped silently, and the sky outside the window was bright. It did not feel like dusk at all, but instead it felt like a beautiful morning at dawn.
The F4 from the School of Finance came to the cafeteria together and worked together to swipe the 40 yuan from Lao Cao's meal card.
Zhou Chao was so happy that he was almost dying. During the first few days of school, he didn't even know where he threw his meal card. He just ate for free every day.
Living expenses? I don’t need them. I don’t need them at all! Zhou Chao happily looked for a seat with his meal tray in his hand. But when he looked up, he saw many familiar faces in the corner by the window.
For example, the three golden flowers in Jiang Tian’s dormitory, plus Pan Xiu and Liu Xiaojuan, as well as Nie Rong and Sun Na from the dormitory next to them.
In addition to the girls, there are also Zhuang Chen, Zuo Baiqiang, Zhang Guangxu from the boys' dormitory 303, and Wei Dong and Mao Ning from 304.
"Brother Jiang, the third finance class seems to be having a party. Are we being excluded?"
"?"
Jiang Qin looked up and suddenly saw Jiang Tian calling his name and waving at him.
302 is the most out-of-touch dormitory in the third finance class, because Jiang Qin's toys are not on the same level as theirs, and Cao Guangyu is obsessed with dating all day long.
Because of Pan Xiu, Ren Ziqiang was originally very close to them, but after awakening, he gradually failed to fit in.
Zhou Chao is more realistic. Unless someone invites him to dinner, he will stay in the dormitory without fail.
Jiang Qin felt that being classmates at the same university was fate and he should not be too arrogant, so he took F3 and sat over.
But he regretted it as soon as he sat down. Damn, the smell of pussy was too strong.
Zhuang Chen never stopped talking, bragging all kinds of things. Jiang Qin listened for a while and gradually understood the origin of this pretentious meeting.
Zhuang Chen, Zuo Baiqiang and Zhang Guangxu recently followed a boss from outside to run a cram school for the college entrance examinations and earned three thousand yuan a month. Today's meal was treated to by their dormitory.
That feeling is like inviting everyone in the world to see how cool I am, and it smells really good.
It is said that if you eat someone else's food, you will be soft-hearted, and if you take someone else's money, you will be thankful. The people around them were generous with their praises and flattered Zhuang Chen and the others.
But what made Zhuang Chen happiest was Jian Chun's words: "You are awesome."
"Three thousand is not much, it's just a starting point for us..."
"Yes, the boss thinks highly of us and even treated me to a meal after my part-time job ended."
"The workload will increase in the future, and we may need to find more people to help. Then we can help you make money together."
Cao Guangyu was so annoyed after hearing this. He hated it when someone showed off in front of him: "Old Jiang, show off and tell him to shut up. You keep whining and itching. I'm so annoyed!"
Jiang Qin took two bites of rice and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't like to show off."
"?"
But just as he finished speaking, Jiang Qin really remembered something: "Song Qingqing, I have something I want to talk to you about."
"What's wrong, my male idol?" Song Qingqing's eyes were bright and she was very happy after being called.
Jiang Qin put his chopsticks on the plate and said, "I invested in a restaurant last summer, and it's doing pretty well. We've already opened our fifth branch and are working on branding operations."
Hearing this, the people around couldn't help but look at each other with very strange expressions.
You can open a store if you want, why did you suddenly say it out of nowhere? Isn't this just pretending to be cool?
You can brag if you want, but what does this matter have to do with Song Qingqing? It's too far-fetched to call her by name.
Cao Guangyu could not help but frown, thinking that Lao Jiang's pretense was too deliberate, not as smooth as before, and his level was much lower.
You should at least tell something related to Song Qingqing to make it seem more natural.
But Song Qingqing was very happy. She didn't care whether it mattered or not. It was good enough that her idol called her.
"My male god, you are so amazing. You run a website and a restaurant. I can't even think of doing this."
"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."
"ah?"
Jiang Qin continued, "Before the winter vacation, didn't you give me a secret recipe for dumplings from your family? Do you remember?"
Song Qingqing nodded blankly: "Yes, didn't you say you like to eat?"
"I packaged it during the winter vacation and tried selling it for a month in the store I invested in. The effect was surprisingly good, so I took the initiative to help you invest in the technology."
“…”
Hearing this, the whole audience fell silent.
Students of the Finance Department must be familiar with the term "technology investment", but at this point they have not realized what it means. They just start to listen carefully involuntarily.
"Technology investment?"
Jiang Qin nodded: "But I haven't asked you to sign a contract yet, so you still have other options, such as buying out. I will give you 50,000 yuan in one go. If you choose to invest in shares, I will give you a share of the turnover every month, about 300 to 400 yuan."
Song Qingqing's eyes widened: "Just because of that dumpling recipe, you give me three or four hundred every month?!"
"It can also be a flat price of fifty thousand. It's up to you."
After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he added: "I suggest you choose profit sharing, because our sixth chain store is already in preparation, and the future turnover will be higher and higher, and accordingly, the share you can get will also increase."
After hearing these words, everyone in the audience held their breath and their eyes opened wider than bells.
Jiang Qin used a simple dumpling recipe to invest in a restaurant chain, with a price of 50,000 yuan, or 300 to 400 yuan per month. The best part was that Song Qingqing didn't have to do anything and could just lie down and get paid.
If she chose a fixed price, Song Qingqing would instantly become a rich woman.
If she chose to share the profits, then as long as Jiang Qin's store did not go bankrupt, she would be able to get countless three or four hundred yuan.
Moreover, Jiang Qin is still opening branches, which means that three or four hundred is just a starting price, and it is very likely to double in the future.
Compared with working so hard to earn a living, what Jiang Qin said in just a few words was just like a dream.
The point of this matter is not how delicious the dumplings from Song Qingqing's family are, but that after she gave the recipe to Jiang Qin, this thing became a cash cow.
Isn't it true that only he can do this?
Because he is doing industrial investment. Apart from him, which student at Lin University can get access to this stuff?
If it were someone else, what else could they do except say that the dumplings were delicious? Zhuang Chen swallowed his saliva and found that Jian Chun's eyes had become extremely admiring, and the eyes of the other girls were even more admiring, even a little fanatical.
Song Qingqing was also frightened, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses: "I, I choose to split the profits!"
"It's a wise choice, but I suggest you discuss it with your family and give me an accurate answer."
"Okay, I'll call my mom as soon as I get back to the dorm!"
Jiang Qin nodded, stood up and said goodbye, then left the cafeteria with F3 from the dormitory.
Cao Guangyu was so excited at this time: "Lao Jiang, your pretense just now was too fascinating. You beat those people in the next dormitory so hard that they couldn't open their mouths."
"?"
Jiang Qin paused and said, "You misunderstood. I'm not pretending."
The computer was left in the store for repair, so I wrote this on my cell phone. It's so slow, I need a monthly ticket to comfort myself.
(End of this chapter)
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