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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 37

However, Jiang Qin didn’t notice the store owner’s expression. Instead, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and took out the Nokia that was left over from his father’s use.

When he was riding the swing car just now, he kept feeling something ringing. When he turned on his phone, he found that it was the QQ message notification sound, or the 2008 version of QQ. It was so retro that it was deadly.

“Brother Jiang, guess where the class reunion is this time!”

“Okay, okay, let’s not be too pretentious. The meeting place is also in a city within a city. Do you think it’s a coincidence or not?”

“Qin Ziang has booked a classmate’s banquet at the Longwei Hotel next door. I’m walking there now. I have to make that silly dog cry today!”

“By the way, aren’t you also near the city within the city? I will go find you after eating and let’s go home together!”

Guo Zihang’s avatar is a long-haired man wearing sunglasses, and the picture also has a Bao-colored filter, making him look like an outsider.

It was hard for Jiang Qin to understand why he had to use a skinny, chicken-like man as his avatar despite being short, fat, and dark.

Nestled in…

Damn, this nine-character physical keyboard is so difficult to use!

Jiang Qin directly pressed the hang-up button and returned to the homepage, completely lacking the patience to reply to messages.

“Little rich woman, where do you want to go next?”

“Go eat junk food!”

Feng Nanshu stretched out his hand and pointed to the snack shop in front with his green-white fingers, his eyes twinkling.

At the same time that Jiang Qin was taking Feng Nanshu to eat, he was in the No. 1 Hall of Longwei Hotel in the middle of the city.

People from the second class of the third year arrived one after another and took their seats.

This party was initiated by Qin Ziang, who wanted the best box and the best banquet.

These days, teenagers with unsound outlook on life learn how to behave and do things according to the example of their parents. Qin Ziang’s biological father is a real estate developer, so Qin Ziang already has the taste of a high-quality man at a young age, with oily hair, pink noodles, and a suit. There is also a gold watch on his wrist.

“Everyone, the three years of high school are neither short nor long, but I feel honored to have the opportunity to be in the same class with you.”

“From today onwards we are adults, so I suggest that we all raise a toast together, but no one is allowed to drink. We must drink, because what we drink today is not wine, but maturity.”

“I once wrote this sentence in my QQ space. I have been homeless for half my life, and I have been lonely my entire life. I will drink this cup first as a token of respect.”

Qin Ziang picked up the wine glass and drank the beer in one breath.

I also imitated my father’s way of discussing business at the wine table, and turned the wine glass over to show everyone what it means to not leave a drop behind.

Seeing this scene, the Hall of Champions suddenly burst into applause.

“Brother Qin, you really don’t look like a student at all. Every move you make is too mature.”

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