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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1266

“Jiang Qin, don’t you feel it’s a pity?”

“I have my own considerations when joining a group to stay in Linchuan. The current conditions are not mature yet, so I have to slow down.”

Zhang Baiqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then gently put it on the table: “Don’t they all say that the most important thing in business is to seize the opportunity?”

Jiang Qin smiled: “But others have also said that those who go to the battlefield and charge first are cannon fodder.”

“battlefield?”

“This track will soon be filled with blood. The Suixin Group is just a foreshadowing.”

Jiang Qin exchanged the chess pieces between the two of them: “It’s my turn to go first with the white piece in this game.”

Zhang Baiqing’s face turned dark: “What if you play backgammon with me? Can you go first with a white piece? Let’s just count you as the winner.”

“You told me earlier, where is the pen? I’ll get it.”

“That’s a nice thought, brat. If you don’t beat me, don’t think about my pen.”

Jiang Qin left angrily. Half an hour later, he rode Xiaofen and brought the little rich woman over. He brought her to the principal and said, “Get your pen ready. This is the former amateur sixth-dan.”

Principal Zhang: “…”

To be honest, Zhang Baiqing knew that Jiang Qin loved to talk about cheating, so he didn’t believe it at first, but as the little girl dropped the chess pieces one by one, he broke into a cold sweat.

After a while, Feng Nanshu put the chess pieces into the chess case: “Grandpa Principal, I lost.”

“I won?” Zhang Baiqing couldn’t believe it for a moment.

Jiang Qin also frowned: “Damn it, Principal Zhang, I didn’t expect your chess skills to be so advanced. It seems that that Montblanc is destined to have no connection with me.”

“Wait a minute, another round, another round, I haven’t reacted yet.”

“…”

“Grandpa Principal, I lost again.”

The dog who wanted to grab the pen was so angry that he howled and barked in the office. Finally, he said, “You are great. It turns out that you have hidden it well.” Then he turned around and left with the little rich woman.

Zhang Baiqing was surprised, can I participate in the national competition?

Feng Nanshu followed obediently: “Jiang Qin, why don’t you let me win?”

“How come I like pens when I don’t even attend classes? It’s mainly just to make the old man happy. In fact, on the road to entrepreneurship, it doesn’t matter how much money you have. Meeting some interesting people is also considered a kind of wealth.”

“I don’t want it to end up being full of copper odor but not even being able to find anyone to chat with and brag about.”

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