“You have only been in school for two months, and you have led more than 30 college students to start their own businesses, earning more than 500,000 yuan. Do you still think you are ordinary?”
“But director, I just want to make money, not be famous.”
Zhang Mingan raised his eyebrows: “That won’t work, we can’t help you in vain. You are a student of Linda University, and your entrepreneurial project has nothing to do with us. Are you not willing to let you brag for us?”
Jiang Qin reluctantly agreed: “Okay, I’ll just say a few words.”
Zhang Mingan nodded with satisfaction, but couldn’t help but sigh: “When I was your age, all I thought about was studying and falling in love. I never thought about starting a business. Let’s say you are poor. You still drive an Audi. , there shouldn’t be any shortage of money, it’s really strange.”
“This only has something to do with the desire for money. It has no conflict with learning to fall in love.” Jiang Qin gave an answer.
“So you study well?”
“…”
Jiang Qin thought of his high math skills.
Zhang Ming was happy: “So you have a partner?”
“…”
Jiang Qin remembered his motto.
“Don’t give up what you should have because of the pursuit of money. Money is indeed a wonderful thing, but adolescence is not only beautiful, but also short-lived.”
At noon the next day, Jiang Qin came back from the University of Science and Technology and went straight to the teaching building without even having time to go to the dormitory.
The school beauty contest over there is gradually getting on the right track. He doesn’t need to watch it personally. All he needs is a group of otakus waving flags and shouting, flying towards the intended target like arrows leaving the string and bullets escaping the barrel. Just a moment.
But learning this is a bit daunting, and you have to do it in person.
Because you can’t just throw your brain on the table and let it learn on its own.
The human brain is still immature after all.
Fortunately, there are not many professional courses in the freshman year, but there are more public subjects. Jiang Qin dared to skip classes for this reason.
The first class in the afternoon was microeconomics, and three and four classes were in class together.
Classrooms that have not started are noisy.
Everyone was in groups of two or three, chatting about who had confessed to whom, which star was giving a concert, or if you look at that beautiful woman’s legs, they were so white, they were talking about fucking leggings.
Normal college life is like this, just talking about things around you and paying attention to the people around you. It’s not like Jiang Qin’s life, running around here and there, busier than the principal.
But at this moment, there was a girl in the crowd who was out of tune with everyone.