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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 2212

“After all, we are a family.”

“…”

He Yijun said in his heart that it was wrong. You said the same thing when you took me to the top floor to sit in the office. You also said the same thing when you asked me to treat guests to dinner. But even a fool can tell that something is wrong.

How could this be a family? It was as if they were biological children.

Am I too selfish? Can’t understand this feeling of cooperation and family?

I feel uncomfortable even if they use my land to work, but you just don’t make money and sell it to other places.

He Yijun was greedy for it: “Old Qin, please leave one set for me, and I’ll leave it for my daughter.”

“Mr. He, Wanzhonggai Mall has made so much money, why do you take advantage of this small advantage?”

“Is this a small bargain? This is so damn cheap, Lao Qin, aren’t we a family?”

Qin Zhihuan: “?”

He Yijun was stunned for a moment: “Isn’t it?”

Whether they are a family or not is a philosophical question. Qin Zhihuan pondered for a long time and felt that he needed to be cautious in answering this question.

“Yo, plane.”

“?”

Qin Zhihuan pointed out the window, diverting the other party’s attention, and then quietly left the office.

He Yijun stood there stunned for a long time, always feeling like his scalp was numb and his hairs were standing on end.

This feeling had been gone for a long time for him.

Because he has been working here in Shanghai since Wanzhong Group transformed from shopping mall operations to commercial real estate. He is far away from Jiang Qin, his dog neighbor, and the psychological shadow of being a win-win is much less.

The recent scalp numbness was when he and Jiang Qin went to the construction site after the construction drawings of the Pintuan Industrial Park were finalized, and saw his eyes shining as he stared at the steel bars on the ground.

The numbness wasn’t too strong that time, but it was very strong this time.

The more Mr. He thought about it, the less practical he became, so he took out his cell phone and wanted to ask Jiang Qin for clarification.

Feng Nanshu’s cold has recovered, a little quickly, and she didn’t get the spanking she longed for, but she was taken out to eat hot pot by Jiang Qin.

There is a new hot pot restaurant opened near the school, and I heard it tastes pretty good.

The owner of the hot pot restaurant didn’t know where he had found out about the rapid business development channels, so he directly gave a membership card filled with money, not to Jiang Qin, but directly to Feng Nanshu.

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