“Mr. Pang, I was doing laundry just now. The sound insulation effect of the balcony of the dormitory is so good. I’m really sorry.”
“Ah, yes, I live in the boys’ dormitory of the school, and I still have to wash my clothes myself.”
“Meet? Of course you can, but the company has some things to deal with recently, and I also have to participate in a math competition in school. Otherwise, can I wait until the summer vacation?”
“Okay, Mr. Pang, let’s see you during the summer vacation.”
Jiang Qin hung up the phone and looked at Cao Guangyu: “I’m going to Hangzhou during the summer vacation. Tell your dad that your step-brother has a business and you want to make a fortune together with him.”
Cao Guangyu held his breath: “Get out!”
“Look at the silly nephew look on your face, you’re so cute.”
“…”
“There is also the issue of laundry detergent, which must be implemented in place. My good friend likes kumquat flavor.”
Cao Guangyu gritted his teeth: “Lao Jiang, you are worth hundreds of millions, why can’t you buy your own laundry detergent?!”
“If you buy it yourself, you will miss the pleasure of free prostitution.”
Jiang Qin put his cell phone in his pocket, put on his sweatshirt, turned around and left the dormitory. Then he heard a sound of cursing coming from the door, saying that there was a dog biting someone, or that the dormitory was no longer suitable.
After leaving the dormitory, Jiang Qin went to the School of Finance to find Feng Nanshu and took her to the cafeteria for a meal.
My good friend has caught a cold recently, his nose is stuffy, and he is very angry when he talks. He is not as stupid and arrogant as before, but a little pitiful.
“I asked you to get dressed properly, but you are disobedient. Are you feeling uncomfortable?”
“I dressed well, but I still caught a cold.”
Feng Nanshu held her cup and drank water in small sips. Her cheeks were rosy and she looked dazed and cute.
She had always had the image of a cold goddess before, and occasionally she would show up silly, but this was the first time that she showed such a sickly tenderness, which made Jiang Qin couldn’t help but want to pamper her to the extreme.
Jiang Qin reached out and touched her forehead: “Is the fever gone?”
“Well, it’s not burning anymore.”
“Is your head still dizzy?”
Feng Nanshu shook his head: “Only a little bit.”
Jiang Qin reached out and picked up a piece of beef brisket and fed it to him. Unexpectedly, the little rich woman swallowed her saliva and then avoided it: “It will infect you.”
“When you kissed me yesterday, you weren’t worried about infecting me.”