Dong Wenhao: “Work hard and never let down the boss lady’s expectations.”
Jiang Qin looked at the message in the QQ group chat and couldn’t help pouting. He thought to himself that the little rich woman must have sent a copy to you when she sent it to me. Look, you are really worthless.
At this moment, Lao Cao, who was sitting in the back, suddenly screamed: “Holy shit, Lao Jiang, come and see this news.”
“What news? I’m on TV again?”
“No, it’s terrible news!”
Cao Guangyu let go of the mouse, opened his eyes to Jiang Qin, and then covered his neck with his hands, his eyes filled with fear.
Jiang Qin let go of the mouse, stood up and went to the opposite bed. He found that Cao Guangyu was browsing the Toutiao section of Zhihu campus. When his eyes saw the news content, he held his breath for a moment.
The news said that when a college boy was having sex with his girlfriend, he was forced to plant strawberries too hard and the location was close to the aorta, causing blood clots to enter his heart. He was rushed to the hospital.
Seeing these words, Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes and involuntarily covered his neck.
Toutiao is currently affiliated with Zhihu Campus, so most of the news is related to students. However, although he and Cao Guangyu are both college students, they did not expect that the news would be so close to them.
Cao Guangyu held his breath until he couldn’t hold it in any longer before he came back to his senses. Then he looked at Jiang Qin tremblingly: “Lao Jiang, are you afraid?”
“I’m scared of wool. I’m not a sucker.”
“Then how did you do this?”
Jiang Qin glanced at him: “Skin disease.”
Cao Guangyu chuckled: “The pathogen is Feng Nanshu?”
“Go away, did you use Crest this morning? Your breath is so fresh.”
“Lao Jiang, stop pretending, your eyes have told me that you are also panicking now.”
Jiang Qinfeng smiled lightly: “I’m afraid you’ll get sick, Old Cao. Think about it, if you get stuck, who can treat us all in the dormitory to dinner in the future?”
“???????”
Jiang Qin calmly returned to his seat and tapped his fingers on the table twice. He thought to himself, “Don’t be so weird. I finally came back to life. The days are getting better and better. I have already gone to a well-off society.” .
Boss Jiang picked up the cup and took a sip of water. He said to himself that some people would do anything to save their lives. This is called the desire to survive.
The next morning, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. This was still a year in which the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day had not evolved together. As an important traditional festival, the lovely Mid-Autumn Festival also had its own three-day holiday.
It is completely different from the Mid-Autumn Festival that will become an accessory to National Day in the future.
However, for some students who are too far away from home, it is not worth going back for a three-day holiday. However, since it is a festival, there is still a sense of ceremony, so the school is very lively.