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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1172

That dictionary of his was probably just for capitalists, and it destroyed so many simple Chinese words.

Team building is equivalent to working overtime, traveling is equivalent to working overtime in other places, support is equivalent to robbery, and win-win means winning twice…

Good guy, after staying in 208 for so long, I don’t know if I have grown, but I have really picked up a lot of industry slang.

“Forget it if you don’t go.” Jiang Qin stood up and walked out.

Dong Wenhao raised his head when he heard the sound: “Boss, where are you going?”

“If you are angry, go to class. When you leave, remember to cut off the water and electricity, and close the doors and windows. Also, Feiyu will prepare a Coke bottle for me. It will last seven days. Don’t be thirsty for my precious money tree.”

Hearing this sentence, everyone in 208 couldn’t help but look at each other, thinking that the boss seemed to be really angry, otherwise he would do such a crazy thing.

After leaving the entrepreneurial base, Jiang Qin came to the teaching building. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Feng Nanshu sitting obediently in the third row, holding a book in his hand, and his slender, curled eyelashes shone like gold in the sun.

Today she wore a knitted sweater, a skirt and a pair of black stockings underneath, paired with a pair of small brown leather shoes, which was a bit more feminine than this quietly approaching autumn day.

From freshman to sophomore year, Classes 3 and 4 basically went to the same hall together. Although universities don’t arrange seats like high schools, due to habit, everyone’s positions are almost fixed.

Just like the little rich woman, the seat to her left must belong to Gao Wenhui, while the seat to her right is always vacant.

Although it was empty, no one would sit down because everyone knew that that seat only belonged to Jiang Qin.

No matter which teaching building it is in ABC or which lecture room it is, Feng Nanshu will always leave a place waiting for Jiang Qin. If Jiang Qin doesn’t come, she will use it to put her bag or coat.

Just like this moment, when Feng Nanshu saw Jiang Qin walking in, she immediately picked up the bag and coat from the seat on the right, put her hands on the table, her beautiful eyes twinkled, and watched him come over obediently .

“There are so many beautiful girls in the classroom, how do you know that I will definitely sit next to you? Do you know how to tell fortunes?”

“I just know.” Feng Nanshu said coldly, confidently like a noble lady.

Jiang Qin was very unhappy with this feeling of being manipulated. He always felt that every step he took was falling into the calculation of the little rich woman: “Isn’t it the old saying that there are no absolutes in the world? There are so many empty seats in the classroom. What if I sit down? Where are the other girls?”

The little rich woman looked at him: “Jiang Qin, who do you want to sit next to?”

Jiang Qin looked back and said, “For example, Jiang Tian, Song Qingqing, Jian Chun…”

“Then I won’t cry.” Feng Nanshu curled her lips, and a ball of water vapor suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Jiang Qin was so worried that he felt a little tight in his heart: “Stop lying, you are about to cry now.”

The little rich woman frightened her little face: “I don’t, I’m sleepy.”

“Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to the river are beasts. People in 208 are becoming more and more doggy, and your little mouth is becoming harder and harder.”

“My little mouth is not tough, Jiang Qin, you are a bad person.”

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