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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1842

It’s not an illusion.

There is drama, there is definitely drama in investing in shares.

Because the cooperation between Jiang Qin and Alipay has been negotiated, if he does not accept the demand for investment, he can just leave at this time without making such an invitation.

Judging from Lu Zhichuan’s many years of experience in the industry, Jiang Qin has indeed not yet considered accepting investment, but his willingness to maintain the relationship with himself shows that he has left himself a step to accept investment.

“Isn’t Mr. Jiang’s words just a slap in the face? I am the host and you are the guest. How can there be any reason for the guests to treat you? If you want to treat me, I have to come.”

Jiang Qin looked at him seriously: “Mr. Lu, I actually like you very much because you look like a good brother of mine in college, his name is Zhuang Chen.”

After hearing this, Lu Zhichuan raised the corner of his mouth: “No wonder I feel like old friends at first sight with Mr. Jiang.”

“Then let’s go get something to eat?”

When Lu Zhichuan heard the words “what to eat”, he couldn’t help but frown, and hesitated for more than twenty seconds without saying anything.

Jiang Qin nodded: “Your silence at the moment is a bit deafening.”

“…”

At eight o’clock in the evening, when the lights were on and the moon was deep, the two people came out of the hot pot restaurant from the river, with a satisfied smile on their faces.

Then Lu Zhichuan pointed to the street to the east and showed an expression that you know.

That was the end of business cooperation, a place called Footbath Street.

Looking around, the neon lights on the opposite side are flashing, and it looks as dreamy as the scene in Spirited Away. The feasting and feasting attracts countless men who are lost in the night.

The young ladies who work here also seem to have been under the spell of Granny Yu. They have forgotten their original names and only remember that they are called “Xinxin”, “Nana”, “Xiangxiang”, “Mengrou” and so on.

However, although they forgot their names, they still have dreams, such as saving enough money and returning to the village to find an honest older brother…

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qin’s eyes lit up and he immediately walked over to the other side of the road impatiently.

Lu Zhichuan smiled from behind, thinking that men are all stupid, and they can’t move their legs when they see this place.

But that’s okay. If we wash our feet together, we’re brothers, and we can talk about some things.

But what Lu Zhichuan didn’t expect was that Jiang Qin didn’t go to the foot bath city, but came to a store called “Colorful Ice Cream” at the intersection with some surprise.

“Hello, would you like a piece of colorful ice cream?”

“Would you like a large or a small portion?”

“Just a small portion is fine, don’t give her too much.”

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