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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1620

After all, except for his own name, everything on his paper is Old Man Ding.

“Where’s our Nanshu? His grades are so good. Do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?”

“Jiang Qin takes the test and I take the test.”

Jiang Qin immediately crossed his legs and said, “I don’t have to take the exam. I’m a postgraduate student, but… you probably don’t have to take the exam either. After all, you are number one in your major, and you have bonus points for starting a business.”

Jiang Zhenghong nodded while picking up garlic: “If you have the ability, you still have to continue to advance. My colleague’s daughter graduated last year, and it’s not easy to find a job now as an undergraduate.”

“?”

Still looking for a job?

Jiang Qin felt that his father’s thoughts were really strange.

My current company supports thousands of people. Can I go to graduate school just to find a job? That’s just a love of learning!

Jiang Zhenghong seemed to realize this, pursed his lips, and swallowed the rest of his words.

Their family does not have any business people, nor any relatives. The better ones are grassroots civil servants, and the worst ones are working outside, so this mentality cannot be changed for a while.

After Jiang Qin finished eating the noodles, he glanced at the dining table and found that most of the plates were empty. It was estimated that someone would be very lucky to be qualified to wash dishes next.

Because it is my mother who cooks, she has the right to assign someone to wash the dishes.

It’s impossible for the little rich woman. Her mother loves her the most. It’s impossible for him to wash the dishes. Then the winner will be between him and his father.

“Dad, I remember that you and my mother got married in December?”

Jiang Zhenghong didn’t smell the danger and nodded: “Yes, what’s wrong?”

“Then it was your wedding anniversary last month. What gift did you buy for my mother? It must be very precious, right?”

Jiang Zhenghong’s scalp went numb instantly: “I was so busy that I forgot…”

Jiang Qin looked at the well-behaved little rich woman: “My dad also forgot about this last year. It took him a week of washing dishes to coax my mom into good health. This time it will take at least a month.”

Yuan Youqin couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Jiang Zhenghong: “He can’t remember any day, he just remembers eating, whether he has finished eating, and washing the dishes after eating.”

Jiang Zhenghong: “…”

Feng Nanshu raised his head and looked at Jiang Qin: “Does your good friend have an anniversary?”

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: “?”

After dinner, Jiang Zhenghong was sent to the kitchen to wash dishes. He was so angry that he thought to himself that he had raised a son who could not even kiss me.

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