“Brother Peng is very discerning, but I have to wait for my roommate. Forget it this time, let’s do it next time.” Jiang Qin waved and walked over.
There was a newly joined student union officer in the box. At this moment, he couldn’t help but open his mouth: “Is that Jiang Qin? The entrepreneurial star, the cafeteria has been scrolling about his news before. Even someone like him respects the boss so much.” ?”
“This society is all about human relationships. Although he is rich, I have power. Big bosses like us all know each other in private. This is called connections.”
Tan Shipeng was so awesome that he immediately received a burst of admiring looks from the new members of the student union. He felt that joining the school student union was worth it.
“Brother Peng?”
At this moment, Jiang Qin suddenly came back from outside: “I suddenly remembered that I have something to ask you. Is it convenient?”
“Of course it’s convenient, Brother Jiang. If you have anything to do, just talk.” Tan Shipeng put down his wine glass and walked out.
“I’ve used up the stamped leave application slips you gave me last time. Please stamp another one and send it over.”
“Okay, no problem, we’ll arrange it tomorrow afternoon at the latest.”
Seeing this scene, the newly joined officers couldn’t help but start whispering to each other, thinking that it was true, the bosses all knew each other personally, but why did their beloved chairman suddenly feel like a bitch?
Jiang Qin left within a minute of his arrival. When Tan Shipeng came back, he straightened his back and invited everyone to drink together.
At the same time, Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang also came to the pedestrian street, and the journey that originally took fifteen minutes was completed in ten minutes.
Damn it, why don’t you rush over to someone’s dinner party?
Although Lao Jiang’s doge coin brings a lot of fresh ingredients every time he returns to school, and the taste is silky and rich, which often makes them unable to stand, but who can’t live with free meals?
Cao Guangyu reached out and took out two earplugs he used when sleeping, and used them before entering the door. He thought that no matter how Jiang Qin felt, he would be able to eat as if he hadn’t heard anything.
But what Mr. Cao didn’t expect was that as soon as the four of them finished ordering, Jiang Qin opened the photo album on his mobile phone.
“I went to Lao Cao’s house this holiday. Did you know? The house he lives in is really a villa, a very stylish Chinese-style villa.”
Master Cao held the chopsticks in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took the earplugs out of his ears.
If he doesn’t listen to this kind of topic, his soul will not agree.
“Chaozi, have you seen this tree? This is called Golden Flowing Spring. One of its sizes costs tens of thousands.”
“And this, a small pond, damn, listen, it’s a small pond, it’s almost bigger than my living room.” Jiang Qin’s tone was full of envy.
His envy was a bit fake, but the stunned expressions of Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang were real: “Holy shit, are you really or not?”
Jiang Qin pointed to his eyes: “I saw it with my own eyes, and he also has an extended version of Lincoln. It’s a pity that I forgot to take a photo. It must be more than one million.”
“Brother Cao, we usually listen to you as if you are awesome, but are you serious?”