“Okay boss.” Fang Xiaoxuan started working quickly.
The female college students outside had no idea what they were here for. They just heard that Yu Shasha’s boyfriend was coming, so they couldn’t wait to follow him and take a look. After meeting Jiang Qin himself, the discussion gradually began to get intensive.
“Is this Sasha’s high school boyfriend? He’s a bit handsome, but this level is not uncommon in our school, right?”
“Well, he is indeed not as handsome as I thought.”
“What’s going on with Sasha? I said in the dormitory that he seemed to be glowing, but now it looks like he’s not glowing at all.”
“I don’t know, maybe it’s better to study. I heard that he is a student of Linchuan University.”
“You can become a male god if you study well? This is too hasty.”
There are many boys in Polytechnic University, so female college students in this school generally have high standards.
Moreover, they are all clear-headed and stupid college students. Their definition of a male god usually remains in appearance, and they increasingly feel that Jiang Qin is a bit unworthy of his reputation.
Especially Yu Shasha’s roommates, Tang Li, Gu Tiantian and Chen Wenfang, they are the people who are most familiar with Yu Shasha. They have seen many handsome guys around Yu Shasha, so they can’t figure it out.
“Sasha, this male god doesn’t seem to be that obvious.”
“Tch, you know very little about my male idol.”
As soon as Yu Shasha finished speaking, Jiang Qin walked out of the store, picked up a stool and sat next to him, planning to chat for a while.
As a result, before she even opened her mouth, a boy wearing a thin down jacket walked towards me, with a black and white checkered scarf around his neck, looking very elegant.
He came to the door of the milk tea shop, looked around, and finally laid his eyes on Yu Shasha.
“Sasha, I have a basketball game in the afternoon, will you go and watch it?”
Yu Shasha looked back at him: “I even said I couldn’t go on. My boyfriend is here and I don’t have time. I’m sorry, Hou Xiangkai. Let’s talk about it next time.”
The boy named Hou Xiangkai frowned and looked at Jiang Qin: “Are you her male idol? Why? What kind of god are you?”
“?”
Jiang Qin took a look at him and found that this guy was wearing a brand. After thinking for a moment, he puffed up his chest and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Jiang is an ordinary man, a simple and unpretentious second-generation rich man.”
Hou Xiangkai was stunned for a moment and glanced at his clothes: “You are considered a rich second generation? What you are wearing must be from a street vendor.”
“I’m not interested in clothes or anything like that, but I spend a lot of money. Have you seen Yu Shasha, these fifteen little sisters? I will take out the living expenses later and treat each of them to a cup of milk tea. Can you afford it?”
Hou Xiangkai sneered instantly: “How much does a cup of milk tea cost? With living expenses, can this damn second generation be called a rich man? Are you laughing to death?”
Jiang Qin looked at him calmly: “Who doesn’t know how to talk big words? If you have the ability, please hire me. If you don’t have money, leave as soon as possible. Don’t stop us from chatting.”