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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 165

Jiang Qin quickly coughed and interrupted his mother’s spellcasting: “Mom, inter-provincial phone calls are actually quite expensive.”

“Dududu——”

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It’s really suspenseful. If he says one more sentence, he will probably provoke his mother to nag him for half an hour. People of his generation have this kind of thinking. They always feel that the wealth in the world has nothing to do with their own dime. No, don’t even think about it. If you think about it more, it’s just crazy.

This reminded Jiang Qin of his previous manager Lao Cheng, who resolutely quit his job to start a business, but lost a fortune and came back to work after a year.

At that time, he muttered one sentence every day: People can never make money beyond their own knowledge.

My parents were like this. They only dared to look at and sigh at the wealth, but they didn’t dare to think about it.

In other words, it is not only difficult for a self-made person to obtain the first pot of gold, but also the level of vision is an obstacle that is difficult to overcome. You don’t even dare to think about it. How can you have the courage to make money?

“Lao Zhou, are you okay tonight?” Jiang Qin called from the dormitory.

Zhou Chao sat up from the bed: “It’s okay. Are there any activities at night?”

“Help me distribute some flyers in the dormitory building.”

“?”

Jiang Qin reached out and picked up a large package of flyers from under the table. This was made using Pang Hai’s first design draft. Although the effect is not better than a fan, it is definitely effective. After all, the cost of using a fan to push the floor is too high. , not suitable for constant use.

Besides, it is already mid-September, and no matter how hot the summer is, it will eventually pass, and there will be no point in blowing the fans by then.

Zhou Chao stretched out his head from the bed and glanced at the flyers in the bag: “Send out so many flyers? It will break my hands from exhaustion, and you will have to treat me to dinner.”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Twenty-one portions of the braised pork chop set for the second meal!” Zhou Chao felt embarrassed after saying this, feeling that he was a bit too talkative.

Jiang Qin took out thirty yuan from his wallet and gave it to him: “In addition to the hooves, I will give you ten yuan of old duck soup.”

Zhou Chao immediately beamed: “Thank you, Brother Jiang.”

“Look at your worthless look.”

As Jiang Qin spoke, he put his wallet into his pocket and said to himself that you are still worse than Guo Zihang in rank. He just called that guy his adoptive father: “Remember to go to the dormitories and make sure you don’t miss anything.”

“Do not worry.”

Zhou Chao was so motivated that he jumped out of bed. Jiang Qin thought he was going to start handing out flyers, but who knew that this guy picked up his cell phone and started making calls, with a hint of crying in his voice.

“Mom, I worked part-time and earned thirty yuan.”

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