Chapter 457: Dogs are hereditary
Under the orange light, the reunion dinner is always extra warm, but because the wanderers have just returned home, Yuan Youqin has a lot of problems in his stomach, and he has been thinking about them throughout the dinner.
She often calls Feng Nanshu, sometimes once a day, sometimes once every two days, and she knows her life very well.
But as for Jiang Qin, this son of a bitch, she really didn't know what he did in school.
In Yuan Youqin's impression, Jiang Qin almost disappeared as soon as school started.
The only way she knows about her son's college life is to ask his daughter-in-law when she calls her, and that is during holidays.
"Jiang Qin, you have been in college for three years. How is your academic performance now?"
"Mom, I'm not lying to you. It's just a passing level. But college is different from high school. It's very difficult to keep passing from freshman to junior year. Take our dormitory for example. Only 50% of the people can do it."
In fact, there are only four people in Jiang Qin's dormitory. Apart from him and Zhou Chao, only Cao Guangyu and Ren Ziqiang have failed a course.
But if you replace the two people with 50%, it will appear that a lot of people have failed the exam. This is called the art of speaking.
Yuan Youqin couldn't help but think about Jiang Qin's previous report cards.
My goodness, she really got 60 points in every subject, not a single point more, and it was like this every semester. If she hadn't been able to check her grades on the school's official website, she would have thought they were fake.
Who can be so good at controlling every subject so accurately? In fact, the substitute teachers of each course gave 60 points with a flattering face, and giving one more point would be considered a violation of the dignity of the teacher.
After all, except for his own name, all the other names on his paper were those of Old Man Ding.
"What about our Nanshu? His grades are so good, does he want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
"If Jiang Qin tests me, I will test him."
Jiang Qin immediately crossed his legs and said, "I don't need to take the exam, I'm guaranteed to be admitted to graduate school, but... you shouldn't need to take the exam either, after all, you're number one in your major, and you also have extra points for entrepreneurship."
Jiang Zhenghong nodded while peeling garlic: "If you have the ability, you should continue to study. My colleague's daughter graduated last year, and it's not easy for undergraduates to find jobs now."
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Still looking for a job? Jiang Qin felt that his father's thinking was really unique.
My current company supports thousands of people. Can I study for a master's degree just to find a job? It's purely because I love learning! Jiang Zhenghong seemed to realize this, pursed his lips, and swallowed the rest of his words.
There is no one in their family who does business, and there are no relatives like that. The better ones are grassroots civil servants, and the worse ones are working outside, so this mindset cannot be changed in a short time.
Jiang Qin finished his noodles and glanced at the dining table. He found that most of the plates were empty. He guessed that someone would be lucky enough to get the job of washing dishes.
Since it is my mother who cooks, she has the right to assign someone to wash the dishes.
It's impossible for the little rich woman. Her mother loves her the most and there is no way she would let him wash the dishes. So the winner will have to be between him and his father.
"Dad, I remember you and my mom got married in December?"
Jiang Zhenghong didn't smell any danger and nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Then last month was your wedding anniversary. What gift did you buy for my mother? It must be very precious, right?"
Jiang Zhenghong's scalp suddenly went numb: "I was so busy that I forgot..."
Jiang Qin looked at the well-behaved rich girl and said, "My dad forgot about this last year and spent a week washing dishes to coax my mom into giving up. This time it will take at least a month."
Yuan Youqin couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Zhenghong: "He can't remember any dates. He only remembers eating, whether he has finished eating, and washing the dishes after eating."
Jiang Zhenghong: “…”
Feng Nanshu looked up at Jiang Qin: "Do good friends have anniversaries?"
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: "?"
After dinner, Jiang Zhenghong was sent to the kitchen to wash dishes. He was so angry that he thought to himself what kind of son he had raised who even betrayed his own father.
His least favorite thing is washing dishes, which is almost in the top three on his list of disgusts.
Jiang's father Kuku was washing dishes when suddenly an idea came to him and he asked a question through the kitchen door.
"Wife, why don't I remember what Jiang Qin gave you on Mother's Day? Do you still remember?"
"Could it be that he didn't send it? Could it be that he didn't even call? That shouldn't be the case, right?"
Jiang Qingang had just avoided the fate of washing dishes with his cleverness and was about to go to Feng Nanshu's room to use the computer and check the feedback from the internal system, but he was immediately called back to mop the floor.
Listen to me saying thank you, because you warm the four seasons...
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qin finished his work and returned to the living room. His father had also finished washing the dishes. The father and son looked at each other, and neither of them got the upper hand.
So, some things really can be inherited.
Ginger may not be spicy only when it is old, but as long as it is old, it is definitely spicy.
The father and son pursed their lips and found that Feng Nanshu was sitting on the sofa watching a family ethics drama with Yuan Youqin. They couldn't help but sigh, wondering when their status as men would be able to be improved!
"From now on, we must unite as one! We can't lose to them!"
"It still has to be my father, but forget it. I'm timid. I'll just watch you do it."
Jiang Qin was not fooled at all. He opened the bedroom that had been transferred to Feng Nanshu, turned on the computer, and looked at the feedback from the task system.
The group buying service at the Shanghai branch is developing well, and some sales channels of domestic mobile phone brands have been connected to it. Dong Wenhao even made a special post to introduce the advantages of each major brand and invited users to evaluate and rate them.
From 2011 to 2012, smartphones were on the rise. Many OEM or copycat mobile phone manufacturers spent money to build channels, hoping to take advantage of the changing times to establish themselves as authentic products.
The emergence of group buying meets the needs of these mobile phone manufacturers, and cooperation has become a natural thing.
In addition, after a month of investigation, Sun Zhi has a thorough understanding of the market situation in Shenzhen. Currently, he is taking advantage of the popularity of Nuomi.com to continuously select merchants to sign contracts.
In addition, there is progress feedback from Sunai, saying that the website of Tonight’s Headlines has been built and data migration is in progress.
The current manuscript uploading channel is still controlled by Lu Feiyu. As for when the open creation platform will be launched, it is hard to say.
Jiang Qin typed two words and sent a reply, then he found that the door was pushed open. Feng Nanshu walked in with his mobile phone, handed it to him, and looked at him expectantly.
There was a QQ page on the phone, which showed the class group of Class 1, Grade 3, and was talking about a party.
"Class reunion?"
"Um."
"You want to go?"
Feng Nanshu nodded: "Can you take me to see it?"
The little rich woman is the kind of person who is extremely curious about things she has never seen. She has never attended a class reunion, so she is very curious about what the reunion is like.
She didn't have the courage to go before, but now she has a big bear and is not afraid of anything, so her curiosity can no longer be suppressed.
Coincidentally, ever since Jiang Qin had shaken up the class in the summer after graduation, the class hadn't had a reunion for the next three years.
Because when someone's halo is too great, class reunions lose their true meaning.
Jiang Qin thought it was okay to go out and have fun. He always hoped that the rich girl could experience things that most people could experience, and didn't want there to be some gaps in her life.
After receiving a positive reply, Feng Nanshu typed "I'll go too" on his phone and sent it out.
In an instant, the group that was bustling just now became much quieter, and then some people who had been lurking for years also showed up and signed up.
Class is not important, party is not important, what is important is the goddess.
You know, three years after graduating from high school, although everyone has gone to study all over the world and met more people, in terms of beauty, Feng Nanshu is still the ceiling.
She doesn't usually participate in social activities, so it is very rare to see such cold moonlight again after graduation. It can be said that the more you see it, the less you will see it.
"It would be best to wear full armor tomorrow..."
"Otherwise, I don't know how many people would want to stab me in the back."
"But it really makes me feel good when they envy our friendship but can't kill me."
“…”
The next morning, it was freezing cold, with frost forming on the windows. The temperature must have been more than ten degrees below zero.
In comparison, the winter in Jeju seems to be a bit colder than that in Imcheon, making people reluctant to get out of bed.
At this time on the street, passers-by were walking in a hurry, wrapping their clothes tightly, and there was a faint white mist floating in their mouths.
Jiang Qin crawled out of bed, washed up, and took Feng Nanshu to the steamed bun shop downstairs for breakfast. Then he went to get a haircut and then went to attend a class party.
The steamed bun shop downstairs is quite popular, especially in the morning, and it is common to see long queues. As soon as the two of them sat down, they met many neighbors who lived nearby and were related to them.
"Hey, Jiang Qin, who is this? Why is she so beautiful?"
They watched Jiang Qin grow up, all lived in Hongrong Home, and they all knew about Feng Nanshu's existence.
After all, in the summer of her sophomore year, Yuan Youqin would take her for a walk after dinner every time, but neighbors just like to ask questions even though they know the answer.
“This is my good friend.”
"Look, it's Jiang Qin again. He brought his girlfriend back home before he even finished school."
"?"
Jiang Qin looked at the old lady with hollow ears and opened his mouth to retort, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but give up. People only hear what they want to hear.
Feng Nanshu took a bite of the bun and looked up quietly: "That was Fourth Grandma just now, why didn't she recognize me?"
"She did it on purpose."
"Why are you pretending not to know me?"
Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes: "Because the whole world wants to destroy our friendship."
(End of this chapter)
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