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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1467

She was still not used to such crowded scenes, but she didn’t want to miss Jiang Qin’s joy at all.

So she, the boss lady, stood outside the lively crowd and watched, her eyes following Jiang Qin and never leaving for a moment.

At this moment, Wei Lanlan, who was standing next to the fountain, saw Feng Nanshu in the corner, then said “Ah”, called the boss lady, and immediately ran over, and the other members of 208 followed closely behind.

Chu Siqi looked at this scene and said nothing for a long time, but felt sour in her heart again.

When it was almost noon, the etiquette lady in cheongsam came up to the stage with scissors and red silk. The leaders also came to the scene after some humility. The little rich woman was also led up by Jiang Qin and held a hand. The pink scissors look quite scary.

But only Professor Yan did not come up, but quietly moved to the corner.

Jiang Qin did not see this scene, but made the first cut under the host’s voice, and then cut the red silk with everyone.

“Boss, Professor Yan didn’t seem to be here just now.”

“?”

After hearing Wen Jinrui’s reminder, Jiang Qin turned to look at the audience and found Professor Yan standing at the back of the crowd, smiling at him peacefully, with relief written all over his face. ˆ

Jiang Qin was silent for a moment thoughtfully, and then said: “Let’s continue.”

“OK.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Guangyu, who was standing at the gate, ran towards the door quickly, and then a burst of crackling firecrackers sounded.

Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao also stood on the right side of the door, one on each side, peeling off the red silk covering the door number.

These three guys looked very excited, and their grins were even wider than Jiang Qin’s.

After the firecrackers ended, six trucks from Wanzhong Mall drove in one after another, all with big red flowers on the fronts, and inside the vehicles were a full set of tables, chairs, benches, and various office appliances.

While the workers were moving things into the house, Jiang Qin came to the audience and found Professor Yan.

“Professor, why don’t you go and cut the ribbon?”

Professor Yan was silent for a long time before speaking: “Ziqing’s side can’t hold on any longer.”

He is a very old-fashioned scholar, even a somewhat eccentric scholar, but he always has a feeling of being like a teacher or a father to his students.

He regarded Ye Ziqing as his favorite disciple, and so did Jiang Qin. He came here today to congratulate Jiang Qin, but he couldn’t go up to happily cut the ribbon because another of his students was still in dire straits.

“At least Senior Sister Ye has proved with practical actions that the collapse of Jiuhui.com was not due to your suggestion, but because of her own lack of ability. Look at me, you taught me how I can be as handsome as Yanzu but also so rich.”

Professor Yan gave him a funny look: “Don’t talk nonsense. Apart from helping you with the procedures and writing letters of introduction, I didn’t teach you anything. You can reach this point only by your own ability.”

Jiang Qin grinned, took out the red cloth he had just stuffed in his pocket, and handed over the scissors: “If you don’t have a master to lead you in, it will be useless no matter how talented you are. Just cut it, Professor. I will never tell Senior Sister Ye.”

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