Chapter 222 Kissing? Lao Caozi won!

  The replies on the forum were all no, which made Jiang Qin silent for a while.

  Can good friends really not taste each other's mouths?

  No, there must be not enough replies.

  Maybe a real gentleman is on the way.

  After all, it is broad daylight now, and it is just after lunch. If it is a serious person, who will reply to every post like living in the forum?

  Unless it is those decadent otaku.

  They may not even have good friends, so how can they know whether good friends can kiss?

  Jiang Qin crossed his legs and continued to use his fingers to click the ornaments on the table, showing no panic at all.

  There are more than 30,000 students in Linchuan University. At least 10,000 people must say no to be truly no. Otherwise, he has reason to believe that the incorrect conclusion was drawn because the sample collection was not enough.

  Moreover, the people who responded now are all boys, which only represent the opinions of one gender, but the opinions of girls are also important, because the good friend he wants to taste is a girl.

  Wait a little longer, expand the scope of sample collection, and ensure the accuracy of the results.

  Jiang Qin thought about it and felt that he could directly pin the post to the top to increase the exposure and get more comments with the administrator's authority.

  However, it is easy to be exposed.

  Maybe others don't know, but the people in 208 will definitely know who uses the top authority, and then the boss's majesty may be gone.

  Just like Suna, since she knew that she loved to watch silk feet, there was no respect in her eyes.

  Wow, such a big boss, still wants to kiss a good friend.

  No, it's too socially dead, and it's not conducive to corporate management.

  Let's let the bullets fly for a while, don't rush.

  "Come on, come on, continue playing cards."

  Jiang Qin moved the chair back to the card table, and began to take the lead in touching the cards with a cold face, and then played the cards when he had them. His attack power was very strong. After three rounds, each of the three people on the opposite side had a piece of paper on their faces.

  "Damn, Old Jiang, why are you so angry these few rounds?"

  Cao Guangyu just lost a round and was so angry.

  "What's the point of playing cards if you don't pursue victory or defeat?"

  Jiang Qin said coldly and put the shuffled cards on the table: "Old Cao, why haven't you gone out on a date with Ding Xue recently? Did you have a quarrel?"

  "Ding Xue is busy preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. She said she was annoyed when she saw me and asked me to stay away." Cao Guangyu pouted and looked unhappy.

  "What stage have you made?"

  "Hehe."

  Jiang Qin looked at him angrily: "What the hell?"

  Cao Guangyu smiled so much that his eyebrows were running and he said: "I'm tired of kissing, but it's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to live outside."

  Hearing this, Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao were so envious that they wanted to cry: "Brother Cao, what does it feel like to kiss? Can you describe it to us?"

  "It's fragrant, soft and sweet. What do you think, Old Jiang?"

  "..."

  Jiang Qin was directly silenced by Cao Guangyu's words, and then he played cards one after another, suppressing him to fight and eliminate.

  Every time the opponent made a move, he blocked it. Every time he made a move, he blocked it.

  After three rounds, Cao Guangyu had three more pieces of paper on his face, adding up to eight, which looked like a door curtain.

  "Old Jiang, do you have a grudge against me? Why do you always chase me?!"

  Cao Guangyu looked puzzled, not knowing that he had defeated Jiang Qin the moment before, lighting up the achievement he had always dreamed of.

  "That's all your illusion."

  Jiang Qin said coldly without blinking: "I always feel that it's meaningless. How about adding a new rule? Whoever has ten pieces of paper on his face first will treat him to dinner."

  Cao Guangyu glanced at Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao on the opposite side. The two of them only had four pieces of paper in total: "Is this new rule aimed at me?"

  Zhou Chao raised his hand to agree: "I agree with Brother Jiang's decision. There is no prize for just paper strips, and this card is boring to play."

  "No, no, I don't agree." Cao Guangyu shook his head fiercely, "I'm not stupid."

  "Brother Cao, don't be impatient. I think someone as smart as you can definitely turn the tables with low health."

  Ren Ziqiang said a rainbow fart as soon as he opened his mouth.

  "Really?"

  "It couldn't be more real. If you don't believe me, try it."

  So after two rounds, Cao Guangyu, who had collected ten notes, left with a look of grief and anger, and took out his meal card.

  What the hell is a low-health comeback? It's just a trick without suspense!

  You must remember in the future, no matter what Jiang Qin says, you must never respond!

  ...

  In the evening, the drizzling rain stopped silently, and the sky outside the window was bright. It didn't feel like dusk at all, but it was like a beautiful morning at dawn.

  The F4 of the School of Finance came to the cafeteria together and worked together to swipe the 40 yuan in Lao Cao's meal card.

  Zhou Chao was so happy that he didn't even know where he threw his meal card in the first few days of school. He just ate it every day.

  Living expenses?

  I don't need it, I don't need it at all!

  Zhou Chao happily carried the meal tray and looked for a seat. As a result, when he looked up, he saw many familiar faces in the corner by the window.

  For example, the three golden flowers in Jiang Tian's dormitory, plus Pan Xiu and Liu Xiaojuan, and Nie Rong and Sun Na in the dormitory next to them.

  In addition to the girls, there are also Zhuang Chen, Zuo Baiqiang, Zhang Guangxu in the boys' dormitory 303, and Wei Dong and Mao Ning in 304.

  "Brother Jiang, the third finance class seems to be having a party. Are we being excluded?"

  "?"

  Jiang Qin looked up and suddenly saw Jiang Tian calling his name and waving.

  302 is the most out-of-touch dormitory in the third finance class, because Jiang Qin's playthings are not at the same level as theirs, and Cao Guangyu is obsessed with dating all day.

  Ren Ziqiang was close to them because of Pan Xiu, but after awakening, he gradually couldn't fit in.   

  Zhou Chao was more realistic. Unless he was treated to a meal, he would stay in the dormitory.

  Jiang Qin thought that being classmates in college was fate, and he should not be too arrogant, so he took F3 to sit over.

  But he regretted it as soon as he sat over. Damn, it smelled too much like bullshit.

  Zhuang Chen kept talking and bragging. Jiang Qin listened for a while and gradually understood the origin of this show-off.

  Zhuang Chen, Zuo Baiqiang and Zhang Guangxu recently followed a boss outside to do a college entrance examination intensive class and earned 3,000 yuan in a month. Today's meal was treated by their dormitory.

  It felt like inviting all the heroes in the world to see how awesome I was. It smelled very slutty.

  It is said that if you eat someone's mouth, you will be soft, and if you take someone's hand, you will be short. The people around him did not hesitate to praise Zhuang Chen and his friends.

  But what made Zhuang Chen happiest was Jian Chun's words "You are awesome".

  "Three thousand is not much, it's just a starting point for us..."

  "Yes, the boss thinks highly of us, and he treated me to a meal after the part-time job ended."

  "The workload will increase in the later period, and we may need to find more people to help, and then we can make money with you."

  Cao Guangyu was so annoyed after hearing this, he hated it most when someone pretended to be cool in front of him: "Old Jiang, pretend to be a big one for him to see, so that he can shut up, whining, it's annoying me to death!"

  Jiang Qin took two bites of the meal and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't like pretending."

  "?"

  But just after he finished speaking, Jiang Qin really remembered something: "Song Qingqing, I have something to talk to you about."

  "What's wrong, male god?" Song Qingqing's eyes were bright, and she was very happy after being named.

  Jiang Qin put the chopsticks on the plate: "I invested in a restaurant last summer vacation, and the benefits are not bad. At present, it has opened the fifth branch and is doing branding operations."

  Hearing this, the people around couldn't help but look at each other with very strange expressions.

  If you want to open a store, just open it. Why did you suddenly say it so inexplicably?

  Isn't this just pretending?

  You can brag if you want to, but what does this have to do with Song Qingqing? You even called her out. It's too far-fetched.

  Cao Guangyu couldn't help but frowned, thinking that Lao Jiang was pretending too much, not as smooth as before, and his level was much lower.

  You should at least say something related to Song Qingqing to make it look natural.

  But Song Qingqing was very happy. No matter whether it was related or not, it was good that the male god called me.

  "My male god, you are so amazing. You run a website and a catering business. I dare not even think about such a thing."

  "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

  "Ah?"

  Jiang Qin continued: "Before the winter vacation, didn't you give me a family secret recipe for dumplings? Do you remember?"

  Song Qingqing nodded blankly: "Yes, didn't you say you like it?"

  "I packaged it during the winter vacation and tried selling it in the store I invested in for a month. The effect was surprisingly good, so I took the initiative to help you make a technical investment."

  "..."

  Hearing this, the whole audience fell silent.

  Students from the Department of Finance would understand the term "technology investment", but at this time they did not realize what it meant, but they began to listen carefully.

  "Technology investment?"

  Jiang Qin nodded: "But I haven't asked you to sign a contract yet, so you have other options, such as buying out. I will give you 50,000 yuan in one go. If you choose to invest in shares, I will give you a share of the turnover every month, about 300 or 400 yuan."

  Song Qingqing's eyes widened: "Just because of that dumpling recipe, you will give me 300 or 400 yuan every month?!"

  "It can also be a flat price of 50,000 yuan, it depends on your choice."

  After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he added: "I suggest you choose to share, because our sixth chain store is already in preparation, and the future turnover will be higher and higher, and accordingly, the share you can get will also be more and more."

  Hearing this, everyone in the audience held their breath, their eyes opened wider than copper bells.

  A simple dumpling recipe was operated by Jiang Qin to the point of investing in a chain restaurant, with a flat price of 50,000 yuan, or 300 or 400 yuan per month. The most terrible thing is that Song Qingqing does not have to do anything, just lying down and getting the money.

  If she had chosen a fixed price, Song Qingqing would have instantly become a rich woman.

  If she had chosen a profit-sharing, as long as Jiang Qin's store didn't go bankrupt, she would have been able to get countless three or four hundred.

  And Jiang Qin was still opening branches, which meant that the three or four hundred was just the starting price, and it was very likely to double in the future.

  Compared with working hard to earn a hard-earned income, what Jiang Qin said in a few words was like a dream.

  The point of this matter was not how delicious the dumplings at Song Qingqing's house were, but that after she gave the recipe to Jiang Qin, this thing became a cash cow.

  Isn't this something that only he can do?

  Because he is doing industrial investment, besides him, which student at Linda University can get access to this thing?

  What else can someone else do except say that the dumplings are really delicious?

  Zhuang Chen swallowed his saliva and found that Jian Chun's eyes became extremely admiring, and the eyes of the other girls were even more than that, even a little fanatical.

  Song Qingqing was also frightened, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses: "I, I choose to split it!"

  "It's a wise choice, but I suggest you discuss it with your family and give me an accurate answer."

  "Okay, I'll call my mother when I get back to the dormitory!"

  Jiang Qin nodded, stood up and said goodbye, and left the cafeteria with F3 in the dormitory.

  Cao Guangyu was already very excited at this time: "Old Jiang, the pretense you just showed was so fascinating that you beat the guys in the next dormitory so hard that they couldn't open their mouths."

  "?"

  Jiang Qin paused: "You misunderstood, I'm not pretending."