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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 437

“They are all leaders in our school. One is Principal Zhang, who is in charge of school affairs, and the other is Director Gu of the school’s publicity department.”

“Okay, I get it.”

Jiang Qin hung up the phone and put the phone back in his pocket.

His entrepreneurship application form listed the name of the School of Finance, so it was normal for Lao Lu to be the first to know about it.

In addition, he knew that 208 would receive this inspection sooner or later.

After all, freshmen’s entrepreneurial ventures have reached the point of being published in newspapers, so school leaders will definitely pay attention to them.

He held the bath basket and thought for a moment, thinking whether he should take this bath or not? If you take a shower, it will only take you twenty minutes at most. It’s not too late to go greet the leader.

But when he thought about it later, he felt it was inappropriate.

What if the leader arrives early?

What if Sunai is the only one in the office?

just in case……

Damn it, it’s incredible.

Even if Sunai is not in the office, if Dong Wenhao leads others to play cards again, it will not look good if the boss sees him.

So Jiang Qin turned back from the bathhouse halfway and arrived at 208 first.

Sunai didn’t read any messy stuff, but sat quietly at her workstation testing the website. She looked like an ordinary otaku with no strange hobbies.

But Dong Wenhao is indeed leading people to play cards. Judging from the note on Lu Feiyu’s face, they are probably getting excited.

“Okay, okay, don’t fight, get up and tidy up quickly, and tidy up your kennel.”

Dong Wenhao opened the note in front of him: “Boss, didn’t you say that? We have worked hard at Science and Technology for so long. We can have a good rest in these two days and play when it’s time.”

“Today is a special situation. The leaders of the school are coming to inspect.” Jiang Qin kicked Lu Feiyu in the butt. “Wash your face quickly. The note on your face is hanging like a door curtain.”

“Boss, a gentleman talks but doesn’t do anything!”

“Stop talking nonsense, people are coming soon, hurry up and move!”

Under Jiang Qin’s repeated shouting, everyone in 208 moved together, packed up the pokers on the floor, threw them into the cupboard, and tidied up the workstations, restoring the appearance of an office.

“How are you doing, boss? Is this all right?” Dong Wenhao came over and asked.

“It’s almost interesting.”

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