Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 222

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

Isn't it true that good friends can't taste each other's little mouths?

No, it must be that the number of responses is not enough.

Maybe a real gentleman is on his way here.

After all, it is broad daylight now, or we have just had lunch. If you are a serious person, who would reply to posts as if they were in a forum?

Unless they are those decadent otakus.

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

John Qin crossed his legs and continued to rattle the ornaments on the table with his fingers, showing no signs of panic.

Linchuan University has more than 30,000 students, and at least 10,000 people must say no to truly say no. Otherwise, he has reason to believe that the sample collection is insufficient, so he has drawn incorrect conclusions.

And the people who are replying now are all boys, which only represents the opinions of one gender, but the opinions of girls are also important, because the good friends he wants to taste are girls.

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

John Qin thought about it and thought that he could pin the post directly to the top to increase the exposure and get more comments with administrator rights.

However, this is easily exposed.

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

Just like Susan, ever since he knew that he loved looking at Silk Foot, there was no trace of respect in his eyes.

Hey, such a big boss wants to kiss a good friend.

No, it is too social and is not conducive to business management.

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

"Come on, let's continue playing cards."

John Qin moved his chair back to the card table. He took the lead in touching the cards with a cold look on his face, and then played out the cards whenever he found them. His attack power was extremely strong. After three rounds, each of the three people on the opposite side had a note on their face. .

"Damn it, Lao John, why are you so angry these days?"

Charles Cao had just lost a game and was very angry.

"What's the point of playing poker if you don't pursue winning or losing?"

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

"Daisy Ding was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination. He said he would be annoyed when he saw me and asked me to stay away." Charles Cao pursed his lips and looked unhappy.

"How far have you progressed?"

"hey-hey."

John Qin looked at him angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Charles Cao smiled until his face was covered with eyebrows and he said: "I'm almost tired of kissing each other. It's a pity that I never have the chance to go out and live together."

Hearing these words, Zachary Ren and Joe Zhou 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 of Lao John?"

John Qin was immediately silenced by Charles Cao's words, and then he started playing cards, suppressing him and beating him repeatedly.

If the opponent makes a move, he will be blocked by him; if he makes a move, he will be blocked by him.

After three rounds, Charles Cao added three more notes to his face, making the total number eight, looking like a door curtain.

"Lao John, do you have a grudge against me? Why are you always chasing me?!"

Charles Cao looked puzzled. He had no idea that he had won over John Qin just a moment ago and achieved his dream achievement.

"That's all your illusion."

John Qin was so cold that he said without even blinking: "It feels like it's not interesting. Why don't we add a new rule? Whoever has ten notes on his face first will be invited to dinner."

Charles Cao glanced at Zachary Ren and Joe Zhou opposite him. They only had four in total: "Is this new rule for me?"

Joe Zhou raised his hand and echoed: "I agree with Brother John's decision. It's just a piece of paper and no winnings. This card is boring to play."

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

"Brother Cao, don't be impatient. I think a smart person like you can definitely make a comeback."

Zachary Ren opened his mouth and said a rainbow fart.

"real?"

"It really can't be true anymore. If you don't believe me, try it."

So after two rounds, Charles Cao, who had collected ten pieces of paper, left with a sad and angry look on his face and took out his meal card.

What kind of comeback with residual health, only to be cheated without any suspense!

You must remember from now on that no matter what John Qin says, you must not answer the phone!

In the evening, the drizzle of rain stopped quietly, and the sky was bright outside the window. It didn't feel like dusk at all, but it felt like a beautiful morning with the rising dawn.

The F4 students from the School of Finance came to the cafeteria as a group and worked together to wipe out the 40 yuan from Lao Cao's meal card.

Joe Zhou was so happy that he didn't even know where to throw his meal card during the first few days of school. He was just messing around every day.

living expenses?

No use, no use at all!

Joe Zhou happily looked around for a seat with his dinner plate, but when he looked up, he saw many familiar faces in the corner by the window.

For example, the three golden flowers in John Tian's dormitory, plus Pan Xiu and Liu Xiaojuan, as well as 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 from the boys dormitory 303, and Wei Dong and Mao Ning from the boys dormitory 304.

"Brother John, Finance Class 3 seems to be having a party. Are we being squeezed out?"

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

302 is the least down-to-earth dormitory in Finance Class 3, because what John Qin plays is not on the same level as them, while Charles Cao is obsessed with falling in love all day long.

Zachary Ren was originally very close to them because of Pan Xiu, but after he woke up, he gradually couldn't get along with them.

Joe Zhou is more realistic. Unless he invites guests to dinner, he will stay in the dormitory.

John Qin felt that being a classmate in college was fate, and he couldn't be too high-spirited, so he took F3 and sat over.

But as soon as he sat down, he regretted it. Damn it, it tasted too strong.

Zhuang Chen kept talking non-stop, boasting all kinds of things. John Qin listened for a while and gradually understood the origin of this show-off meeting.

Zhuang Chen, Zuo Baiqiang and Zhang Guangxu recently took a college entrance examination crash class with an outside boss and earned 3,000 yuan in a month. Today's meal was bought from their dormitory.

It felt like I was inviting everyone from all over the world to see how sexy I was, and it tasted so sexy.

They say they are soft-spoken and short-handed, and the people around them did not hesitate to praise them and give Zhuang Chen and the others a rainbow.

But what made Zhuang Chen happy the most was his simple words, "You are awesome."

"Three thousand is not much, it is just our starting point..."

"Yes, the boss values us very much and even treated me to a meal after my part-time job ended."

"The workload will become larger in the later period, and we may need to find more people to help. Then we will help you make money together."

After hearing this, Charles Cao's teeth were itching. What bothered him the most was someone pretending to be cool in front of him: "Lao John, show him a big show and tell him to shut up. He's chirping like crazy. It annoys me to death!"

John Qin took two mouthfuls of food and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't like to show off."

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

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

John Qin put his chopsticks on the dinner plate: "I invested in a restaurant last summer vacation, and the results were pretty good. It has now opened its fifth branch and is working on branding operations."

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

If you open a store, just open a store. Why do you suddenly say it so inexplicably?

Isn't this just pretending?

You can brag if you want, but what does this matter have to do with Song Qingqing? To call her out specifically is too far-fetched.

Charles Cao couldn't help but frown, feeling that Lao John's pretense was too deliberate, not as smooth as before, and his level was much lower.

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

But Song Qingqing is very happy. It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, it's good if the male god calls me.

"My god, you are so awesome. You have a website and catering business. I don't even dare to think about such a thing."

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

"ah?"

John 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 to eat?"

"I packaged it during the winter vacation and tried selling it in a store I invested in for a month. The effect was surprisingly good, so I took it upon myself to help you invest in technology."

Hearing these words, the whole place fell silent.

Finance students will not fail to understand the term "technical investment", but at this time they have not realized what it means, but they can't help but start to listen carefully.

"Technical investment?"

John Qin nodded: "But I haven't asked you to sign a contract yet, so you still have other options, such as a buyout. I will give you 50,000 yuan in one go. If you choose to share the shares, I will pay you according to the business every month." I'll give you a share, about three to four hundred."

Song Qingqing's eyes widened: "Just because of that dumpling recipe, you give me three to four hundred every month?!"

"It can also be a flat price of 50,000, it's up to you."

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

Hearing these words, everyone in the audience held their breath and opened their eyes wider than a bell.

A simple dumpling recipe was managed by John Qin to the point of buying a stake in a restaurant chain. The one-time price was fifty thousand, or three or four hundred a month. The most terrible thing was that Song Qingqing didn't have to do anything and could just lie down and take it. money.

If she chooses the fixed price, Song Qingqing will immediately become a rich woman.

If she chooses to share, as long as John Qin's store doesn't collapse, she can get countless three or four hundred.

Moreover, John Qin continues to open branches, which shows that the three to four hundred is just a starting price, and it is very likely that it will continue to double in the future.

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

The point of this matter is not how delicious Song Qingqing's dumplings are, but that after she gave the recipe to John Qin, this stuff became a money tree.

Only he can do this, right?

Because he is doing industrial investment. Apart from him, which Linda student can come into contact with this thing?

What could another person do except say that the dumplings are delicious?

Zhuang Chen swallowed and found that Jian Chun's eyes became extremely adoring, and the eyes of several other girls were even worse, even a little fanatical.

Song Qingqing was also frightened, and it took her a long time to recover: "I, I choose to share!"

"Wise choice, but I suggest you discuss it with your family and give me an accurate answer."

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

John Qin nodded, stood up to say goodbye, and left the cafeteria with F3 in the dormitory.

Charles Cao was already very excited at this time: "Lao John, your pretense just now was so fascinating that you beat the guys in the next dormitory until they couldn't even open their mouths."

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John Qin paused and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not pretending."

The computer is left in the store for maintenance. I wrote this on my mobile phone. The efficiency is extremely slow and I need a monthly ticket to comfort me.