“Wait a minute, who is Dashan?” Cao Xinyue suddenly said.
Tang Lin waved her hand: “That’s Feng Nanshu. That face looks like you bribed God. Have you never seen it, senior sister?”
“Oh, it’s Xuemei Feng. I’ve seen her many times. Are she and Jiang Qin together?”
“No. Although everyone in the office calls her the boss’s wife, sister Xuemei said that Jiang Qin has always said that they are good friends.”
Apart from the work at the main office, Cao Xinyue spent the rest of her time dating her boyfriend from a different school, so she didn’t have much time to explore gossip.
But she didn’t know until this moment that Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin had not confirmed their relationship.
Good guy, it doesn’t matter if you can stand up to an ordinary girl, but can you stand up to Feng Nanshu?
Jiang Qin really carried out the sentence he wrote on the business application form.
“Jiang Qin is indeed a very strange person.”
“Well, I feel like he has a lot on his mind, and his vision of looking at problems is both sharp and cool.”
“But it’s impossible for a person to live without falling in love, right?”
“I don’t know, but I always feel like he’s been chasing something and is afraid of something.”
While the employees went to eat at Shiweitian, Jiang Qin drove back to the dormitory and planned to change his clothes.
Although winter doesn’t have the sticky feeling of summer, you wear thick clothes and stay indoors all the time, so sweating is inevitable.
The boiler room of Linda has been fully supplied with firepower in the past two days, and the heating is very hot. Jiang Qin felt a warm spring-like feeling as soon as he entered the dormitory, which was completely different from the temperature of 208 degrees Celsius.
Of course, the stuffy smell is really unpleasant, but that’s what all serious boys’ dormitories smell like.
I wonder what the little rich woman’s dormitory smells like?
It should smell as good as hers.
No, not necessarily.
Gao Wenhui was baking socks on the heater. The dormitory probably didn’t smell much better, but the little rich woman’s quilt definitely smelled good. There was no doubt about it.
“?”
“I must be exhausted today.”
“Haha, I just think about these completely uninteresting things.”
Jiang Qin patted his head, walked into dormitory 302 expressionlessly, and reached out to close the door.