“Believe in Buddhism? What should I do? I can’t go to the temple to squat on him, right?” Wei Lanlan also saw these two words and couldn’t help but ask.
Jiang Qin took out his Nokia, dialed the number on the business card, and coughed twice to clear his throat.
Immediately afterwards, a very cold voice came from the other side of the phone, asking him who he was.
“Boss Wang, it’s me, Lao Jiang, who runs the group-buying website.”
“You asked who the girl who called before was? She is my secretary.”
“No, please wait for a moment, Boss Wang. I know you have no intention of cooperation, and I didn’t intend to bother you anymore, but I do have something to tell you. Can I just waste a few minutes of your time?”
“It’s like this. I dreamed of Buddha when I was sleeping last night. He asked me to find you again…”
Wei Lanlan and Tan Qing held their breath, their eyes gradually opened wide, and they looked at the boss talking nonsense, not even daring to breathe.
Everyone else in 208 also put down what they were doing, and their scalps felt numb as they listened to the conversation full of feudal superstition.
After a long while, the call was hung up. Jiang Qin put the phone back into his pocket: “Okay, Boss Wang said, we can meet at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon. Tan Qing and Lan Lan will go together and bring Senior Sister Cao and the others what they made last semester.” Project ppt, this boss is difficult to deal with, so be more rigorous when speaking.”
“Buddha entrusted me with a dream, is this okay?”
Wei Lanlan was completely stunned: “Boss, you just made nonsense, didn’t you? Boss Wang really believed it?”
Jiang Qin sat on a chair and thought for a while: “No, he probably doesn’t believe it.”
“Why would he meet us if he didn’t believe me?” Wei Lanlan didn’t understand very much.
Jiang Qin glanced at her: “Lan Lan, are you superstitious?”
Wei Lanlan shook his head simply: “I believe in science.”
“Then you must not know that people like this who believe in gods and Buddhas will have a mentality that they would rather believe that they are there than that they are not.”
Jiang Qin picked up the cup of good friends and took a sip of water: “So, even if Boss Wang doesn’t believe what I said about Buddha’s dream, he will feel that there is no loss in meeting him. Thinking about it from another angle, what if it is really Buddha’s dream? ? Then he will definitely regret it, so he doesn’t believe me, but just for peace of mind.”
Wei Lanlan somewhat understood this mentality: “It’s like you stayed up in the middle of the night and secretly went to hang the marriage tree?”
“puff……”
Before Jiang Qin could swallow the water, he squirted all over his pants.
Seeing this, Wei Lanlan and Tan Qing quickly turned around to get the paper, picked out several sheets and handed them over.
“Boss, are you okay?”
“It’s okay. I accidentally burned my mouth. Don’t worry about me. Go get familiar with the project PPT first.”