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Chapter 53: Jiang Qin is far behind

Chapter 53: Jiang Qin is far behind

Chapter 53 Jiang Qin is far away

Half an hour later, a group of three people arrived at a printing factory called Shengshi Advertising according to the address.

This is one of the larger printing factories in Linchuan. It has complete equipment and a variety of designs. It also has the kind of advertising fans Jiang Qin wanted to make, and there are several different types of them.

People working in the factory are somewhat discerning. As soon as they saw that a Bentley drove in, some people immediately dropped what they were doing and called the person in charge.

The person in charge of the factory did not dare to neglect, and rushed out to warmly receive Jiang Qin, and even invited him to visit his workshop.

He felt that he must have met a big customer.

After all, you are driving a Bentley, isnt that a big customer?

Asked about the price, a round fan costs one yuan a piece and a folding fan costs two yuan and a half. There are discounts for large quantities.

There are probably more than 60,000 undergraduates at Linchuan University. Jiang Qin thought about it and decided to order 10,000 round fans to test the waters first. Folding fans were not considered because they cost too much and were more likely to break than round fans.

In addition, promotion cannot be based solely on imagination. You may think that people will not lose the fans if you give them out, but that may not be the case. Therefore, there must be a conservation between ideals and reality, so the number of the first batch should not be too large.

Jiang Qin, the folding fan is beautiful.

Feng Nanshu picked up a sample folding fan and opened it in front of his face, revealing only his clear and agile eyes.

Jiang Qin's breathing stagnated slightly, and he suddenly felt the beauty of holding a pipa half-hiding his face.

This girl is really bad. No matter how beautiful the folding fan is, can it be as good-looking as you?

At the same time, Uncle Gong stood next to Bentley, folding his hands in front of him, watching his eldest daughter walking around behind Jiang Qin, his eyes couldn't help but become a little complicated.

He has never seen such a happy young lady.

Perhaps what the second wife said is right. It would be better for the eldest lady to marry an ordinary person and never get involved in those endless disputes again.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly.

A large number of students poured out of the gate of the complex building in Area A.

At the front were Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, Pan Xiu and several other girls. Next to them was Xu Junli, the propaganda director of the Student Union, a boy with long hair parted in the middle.

Following them were a dejected Ren Ziqiang, a cursing Cao Guangyu, and a defiant Zhou Chao.

They are all candidates who have just completed the student union interview and are now planning to go to the cafeteria to eat.

You all performed very well in the interview today. There is basically no problem in joining the student union. The follow-up application form must be submitted to the department teacher. I will notify you as soon as there is any news.

"Our School of Finance is one of the largest departments in Lin'an University. It has five majors and five key majors, so the student union has great power. Many people are racking their brains to join. Your choice is definitely wise, but In previous years, there were examples of people who had very good interview scores but were rejected, but dont worry, I will say more good things to the dean of academic affairs.

Xu Junli clasped his hands behind his back and spoke two-faced words with great style, revealing one meaning between every line.

There are many benefits to joining the student union, but the competition is very high. But dont worry, I, a dashing college president, have a strong voice in the student union.

As soon as these words came out, several girls standing nearby immediately had some beautiful admiration for this mature, elegant and confident senior.

Senior, that watch on your hand is so beautiful. Song Qingqing suddenly said.

Xu Junli smiled slightly and rolled up his sleeves calmly: "Longines is a more people-friendly watch brand. It cost 15,000 when I bought it."

You can buy a watch for fifteen thousand? Pan Xiu looked surprised.

Song Qingqing glanced at her with some arrogance: "Rich people don't care about the price at all, they only care about whether they like it or not." Xu Junli nodded slightly: "Xuemei Song is right, the most important thing is to like it. If it is If I like something, I will buy it even if it costs twice as much.

Doubling it is 30,000? Senior, your family should be very well off, right?

Its not bad, there are just a few chain supermarkets, a hotel, and two cafes.

Pan Xius small mouth opened in an O shape, and her eyes were filled with brilliance.

These days, being handsome is already very fatal. If you are handsome, have good taste, and have money in your family, you are a perfect campus male god.

Ren Ziqiang strained his ears to listen to their conversation, and finally couldn't help but snorted coldly.

He followed Pan Xiu to the interview. He originally wanted to have more opportunities to get along with each other and increase their relationship. Unexpectedly, Pan Xiu's attention was attracted by this person named Xu.

Isnt it just that the family has some money? What a big deal.

And Cao Guangyu also had a look of boredom on his face. He regarded himself as the rich second generation of Hangzhou, and he was most annoyed by others pretending to be rich in front of him.

What a Longines, even a 15,000 watch is too embarrassing to take out and blow, bah!

Zhou Chao was even more unhappy. It was uncomfortable to be shown off in front of him by an unknown person of the same sex, not to mention that he wanted to hook up with a girl in his class.

The seniors are just pretending. Ren Ziqiang suddenly said something dull.

Cao Guangyu nodded in agreement: "His watch was exposed on purpose. Normal people who walk with their arms raised are not smoking."

Zhou Chao sighed: "I miss Brother Jiang. Although Brother Jiang pretends to be a little bit from time to time, at least he pretends to be natural, does not leave any trace, and does not make people annoying!"

Yes, it would be great if Lao Jiang were here. Lets soak him in the yellow stuff!

This thing is strange. The three of them knew that Jiang Qin's family background was very ordinary, he didn't have a luxury watch, and even his mobile phone was obsolete three years ago, but they subconsciously felt that Jiang Qin could suppress the man named Xu.

Even though Cao Guangyu is usually very energetic and dissatisfied with Jiang Qin, he has to agree with this point of view at this time.

At the same time, Song Qingqing and Pan Xiu changed positions and gently held Jiang Tian's hand: "How do you feel?"

How about what? Jiang Tian looked confused.

He is a boy from an extraordinary family, isnt Jiang Qin far behind him?

Jiang Tian was a little dumbfounded: "Do you still remember the topic last night?"

Song Qingqing couldn't help but sneer: "Didn't you say that Jiang Qin doesn't look like a boy from an ordinary family? Now that you see a real rich second generation, how do you feel? Do you still think he is extraordinary?"

Im talking about whether your temperament is good or not.

Temperament? Then you think the senior who wears a famous watch is not as temperamental as Jiang Qin?

Jiang Tian sighed, regretting very much that he had to talk about Jiang Qin last night: "Yes, you are right, okay?"

Song Qingqing suddenly showed a proud expression: "So, that Jiang Qin is just showing off, and there is no way he can hide from the real rich second generation."

Qingqing, you cant always find fault with Jiang Qin just because youve suffered in front of him.

I didnt. Its true that his family background is average. Isnt it wrong to tell the truth?

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