Chapter 337 He Really Thinks of Himself as a Son-in-law
October 1st, Golden Week, clear blue sky, warm sun and gentle breeze.
Students of Linda University basically choose to leave school in the morning, so from 7 o'clock, there are continuous figures pulling luggage out, and the gurgling sound of wheels composes a symphony of homecoming.
Zhou Chao was the first one to get up. After packing his luggage, he went to the canteen to buy a meat pie, held it in his mouth and went to catch the bus.
Ren Ziqiang then set off to send Wang Linlin to the station.
Cao Guangyu's task this time is heavier. He has to follow Ding Xue back to his hometown to show his presence.
In addition, the employees of 208 were also chattering in the group. Some said they had already boarded the bus, and some just arrived at the school gate and found that they had forgotten to bring something, so they hurried back to get it.
"Boss, happy National Day, I'm going home!"
"All technical teams have evacuated, goodbye boss, happy holidays."
"I've prepared the Coke bottle for the fortune tree, goodbye boss."
Jiang Qin came out of the dormitory in the morning light, replied with a safe journey, then picked up the little rich woman, had a meal in the cafeteria, and waited for Uncle Gong to drive over and send her to her home.
For Boss Jiang, this feeling is still very wonderful.
Obviously, we are just ordinary classmates and good friends, why do you have to run to my house as soon as you have a holiday, and it's because my mother misses you, what kind of complicated interpersonal relationship is this.
"Are you full?"
"No, I need another bite." Feng Nanshu opened her little mouth.
Jiang Qin fed her a piece of beef brisket: "Do you know how to tell my mother when you get home?"
"I know. Just say you have important work to deal with. If she gets angry, I will cry at her."
"Have you learned how to cry? Cry for me and see."
Feng Nanshu was silent for a moment, pursed her lips and said: "Jiang Qin, I still don't know what to do?"
Jiang Qin gave a thumbs up: "This sentence is enough to cry, my mother will definitely not be able to stop it."
"But I didn't cry."
"Then why were you so cute just now?"
I was praised again. Love, Feng Nanshu pursed her lips instantly: "If you do this again, I will be shy, and I will not be able to help wanting you to hug me, and wanting to call you brother."
Jiang Qin immediately raised his hands: "My fault, my fault, I was too reckless, I'm sorry Miss."
"I forgive you, but I still want you to hug me..."
Feng Nanshu's eyes were like a mountain spring, clear and bright. He was sitting upright, with a cold and beautiful expression on his face. He was the kind of person who no one dared to approach confidently on the street. He wanted to be hugged in front of him, which was lethal.
It was like a tragedy in a comedy, which was really heartbreaking, just like the cold and rich woman at this moment, very touching.
It was eight o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, and the maple forest could not be reached. 207 was locked again, so after breakfast, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the alley behind the cafeteria and developed the third moral depression that met the constitution of good friends.
Holding the sweet and soft girl in his arms, Jiang Qin felt comfortable in his chest. He could smell the elegant fragrance of the rich girl with every breath, as if it came from her delicate skin.
"Feng Nanshu, there is something I have never dared to admit, but I have to admit that I seem to be really controlled by you."
"No, I haven't." Feng Nanshu lowered his head in his arms, staring at the spare phone thoughtfully.
Jiang Qin: "?"
Half an hour later, the two came out of the alley of the Physical Education Building and happened to meet the freshmen, Qi Qi and Guan Wensi, who had just finished their meal.
After the last welcome party, Qi Qi felt the frustration of life for the first time, so when she saw Jiang Qin, she left without even saying hello, but she regretted it after returning, blaming herself for being too immature.
Marriage can be divorced, so what does it matter if you are not single? Why should I cut off all possibilities with Senior Jiang?
Besides, based on her understanding of boys, no matter how beautiful a domestic flower is, it is not as fragrant as a wild flower.
That Feng Nanshu is indeed ridiculously beautiful, but beauty is not the only condition for winning, otherwise, all those big bosses would marry celebrities.
Qi Qi thinks that the one who laughs last may not be the most beautiful, but must be the one with the most clever means.
So this time, Qi Qi pulled Guan Wensi and ran over, calling him hello sweetly.
"Senior, are you going home?"
"Not yet, I have to go to the girls' dormitory to see someone off first."
"What a coincidence, are we going back to the girls' dormitory too, then let's go together?"
Going in the same direction, it became a very natural thing to go together. Qi Qi chattered all the way, trying her best to show her innocent and cute side, which was completely designed for the type of person that boys like.
However, Jiang Qin had seen the cutest goblins in the world, and he really couldn't get this kind of cuteness that was mostly performed.
But you have to say, Qi Qi is really capable. She soon discovered that Senior Jiang was not interested in her cuteness, so she immediately changed her mind and tried to attract the other party's attention with the content of the chat.
And as long as the topic she brought up, whether it was a hot topic on campus or news outside the campus, basically the chat would not be boring.
And her words were very relaxed and would not make you feel irritated, let alone abrupt. She really had the ability to make people feel like spring breeze.
If Jiang Qin was 20 years younger, he might really be moved, but from the perspective of a 40-year-old, he could easily determine that the school girl who threw the garbage was not chatting with him, but had a certain purpose.
What is she doing? Flirting with me?
This school girl is really bold. Doesn't she know that my lifelong good friend has practiced Brazilian judo?
Jiang Qin turned to look at Feng Nanshu. Although the girl still looked cold and aloof, her hand holding her fingers tightened a lot, as if she was a little jealous.
Guan Wensi couldn't help but glance at Qi Qi at this time, thinking that my sister is really good, and I can really learn something from her.
And Qi Qi was also very satisfied with her performance, thinking that the senior should have understood her most interesting, lively and gentle side.
This side is better than his cold face, not even smiling, and no girlfriend.
Boys are like this, maybe they start with appearance, but they will definitely fall into gentleness and fun in the end.
But soon, the two of them found that Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu stopped. At the same time, a man wearing white gloves bowed slowly and called "Miss" and "Master Jiang". The two short words made Qi Qi's voice stop abruptly, and her eyes were a little stunned.
The black car with the little golden man had been parked downstairs for a long time, and the engine was cold. Gao Wenhui and Fan Shuling were originally planning to take a ride to the station, and they also waited for more than an hour with their luggage.
Let's just say, does it take an hour and a half to have breakfast?
These two people must have done something bad without me!
Gao Wenhui looked over with a scrutinizing eye and found that one of them was as cold as a fairy, and the other was as upright as a gentleman. It seemed that they really just went to have breakfast, even if it took an hour and a half, it was innocent and guilt-free.
"Be careful when you sit on it, this is a luxury car, don't break it!" Jiang Qin was so arrogant.
Gao Wenhui didn't expect that after waiting for an hour, the other party would just talk nonsense. She immediately put her hands on her hips and said, "We are obviously good friends, but you are very nosy. Isn't this Nanshu's car? Why are you so anxious? Did you just cross the line?"
"What do you mean by crossing the line? How can you, a female college student, say so much dirty talk? I was afraid that Feng Nanshu and Uncle Gong would be embarrassed to say it, so I said it for them."
"You are still a good person."
Fan Shuling quickly interrupted the conversation between the two: "Okay, okay, talk less, or you will miss the bus later."
Gao Wenhui said, "Oh", and after getting in, she reached out to pull the car door, but she didn't control the strength well, and it closed loudly.
Uncle Gong hesitated for a moment, turned his head and said quietly: "Miss Gao, please be careful. My uncle just said that you should not damage it."
"?"
Gao Wenhui and Fan Shuling were stunned for a moment, turned to look at Feng Nanshu, and found that Feng Nanshu nodded gently with an expression of approval.
No wonder Jiang Qin was so arrogant, it seems that the driver had already called my uncle first!
"Uncle Gong."
"What's wrong, Miss Gao?"
Gao Wenhui took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "I didn't expect you to be a car geek, I have a group, do you want to join?"
"..."
Watching the Rolls-Royce go away, Jiang Qin took out his mobile phone and edited a text message to his mother, which was about being too busy this holiday and not having time to go home, but sending a gift back, which would probably arrive in the afternoon.
But he didn't send it directly, but set a timer to send it at 2 o'clock, so that even if his mother wanted to call him to scold him, she couldn't find him.
This is wisdom!
Jiang Qin put away his phone and walked out of the female dormitory of the School of Finance, planning to go back to catch up on some sleep and head directly to the airport in the afternoon.
"Qi Qi?"
"Ah?"
Guan Wensi coughed: "Let's go back to the dormitory. We have to take the train in the afternoon. Haven't you packed your things yet?"
"Well, let's go." Qi Qi pursed her lips.
Seeing her best friend's expression was a little depressed, Guan Wensi didn't dare to speak, followed her all the way back to the dormitory, and then began to pack her own things.
After Guan Wensi finished packing, she turned around and found that Qi Qi hadn't packed anything at all, but had been lying on the table with a very aggrieved expression.
Yes, clever means can indeed win to a certain extent, and it is even very likely to defeat appearance, but other people's circles are obviously different from your own. You can't even squeeze into their circles, so what's the point of thinking about those things.
Is Audi attractive enough? But Senior Feng was driving a Rolls-Royce.
To be honest, Guan Wensi was actually shocked.
Originally, I thought it was outrageous that Jiang Qin drove an Audi to school, but I didn't expect that Senior Feng was driving a Rolls-Royce with a driver. It was like bringing cold weapons to a duel, only to find that the other party pulled out a machine gun, and it was inlaid with diamonds.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Bang, bang, bang...