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Chapter 52 Brother Shuo is the real rich man

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    The evening wind blows on the road.

    Qianqian always kept a distance and followed Jiang Shuo.

    In the red plastic bag in his hand were the bottle of chopped peppers and unfinished white rice.

    All the way to the door of the dormitory.

    Qianqian took the courage to say: "Jiang Shuo, they said you came back from prison, is it so?"

    "Who said that?"

    "Others said that your hairstyle"

    "Don't listen to other people's nonsense, tell those eight women, who are still talking about me behind my back, I asked Liang Bozhou to monitor them taking a bath every day."

    Poof.

    Qianqian couldn't help laughing, her beautiful piercing eyes curved into a crescent moon.

    The face was slightly red, and the voice was very low: "Thank you for inviting me to dinner today. I will invite you again when I have money from part-time jobs."

    After speaking, he turned and entered the dormitory building

    It's eight o'clock in the evening.

    The huge playground is full of youthful flavor.

    At this time, there are many songs and laughter, passionate recitations, and dances like wind chimes. These are the good young people in the best era.

    They are enjoying the campus time freely and unrestrainedly.

    The two classes add up to a total of more than one hundred people gathered together.

    A boy from the fourth class of business and industry was singing "Butterflies Fly" by the Little Tigers in the crowd.

    Everything is so beautiful.

    Jiang Shuo sat on the side blowing smoke, looking at everything in front of him indifferently.

    Seems a little out of place.

    Liang Bozhou sat down in front of Jiang Shuo holding his little notebook.

    "Brother Shuo, I just heard something, can you tell me if it's true?"

    "What's the matter?" Jiang Shuo knew that there must be nothing good.

    Liang Bozhou was not polite, put him in front of him and took the cigarette case, and lit a long cannon.

    ?Looked at the other end who was watching the show and was in a daze for a while.

    "You don't really intend to chase that local girl, do you?"

    Jiang Shuo said: "Where did the news from Jianghu come from?"

    "No, someone in our class saw you eating in a restaurant with Qianqian."

    "I'll go, you really don't want Song Manning anymore."

    "Just being confused by a local girl like this? You are our boss, with this vision, how can we save face when we go outside in the future?"

    Jiang Shuo smiled inwardly. In front of Qianqian, the girls from the financial school are all green leaves, and Song Manning is not worthy of carrying shoes. You know a hammer.

    no answer.

    Lu Wende and Deng Yingcai also came over to the side.

    Jiang Shuo said: "You guys came just in time, I just have something to ask for your help."

    The three of them are serious.

    Jiang Shuo said: "I'm going to sell that college supermarket, what do you think?"

    The three of them looked at Jiang Shuo as if they were looking at a monster.

    Deng Yingcai smiled and said, "Where did you get the money?"

    "Don't tease us, I heard that the boss is very black-hearted, and he won't quit if he doesn't have 500,000."

    "Brother Shuo, do you know what five hundred thousand is?"

    Jiang Shuo slowly put the cigarette butt on his mouth, looked into the distance, and replied amidst the smog: "I plan to take it down to 50,000 yuan."

    "I'll go." The few people suddenly lost interest in listening.

    Let's not talk about whether the boss is willing to reduce the price by ten times, just talk about the 50,000 yuan, how do you take it out?

    Jiang Shuo ignored them and continued: "You don't have to worry about money."

    "From today on, you will give me a call to that boss every day."

    "Phone?" The three of them saw that Jiang Shuo didn't seem to be joking, and they became serious again.

    Jiang Shuo quickly explained the plan in his mind.

    The method of doing it is very simple, it is to keep hitting the boss's self-confidence.

    Now the boss has determined that his 500,000 yuan can be transferred out, and he is still living in his own world.

    Just because the transfer fee was too high, people came to ask a price and were immediately scared away.

    If no one bids, the boss does not know the real market.

    What if he receives so many calls every day?

    Today I offer 5,000, and tomorrow he offers 10,000, after being hit for such a long time.

    It is bound to be unable to sit still.

    Here it is?Psychological warfare, if you break the opponent's heart, then you can only be led by the nose by me in the end.

    The three of them seemed to understand something.

    However, Deng Yingcai was still skeptical: "But where did you get the money?"

    Jiang Shuo said: "You think your family is the only one with money, and I am a second-generation rich man in Jiangyang City, okay?"

    "From now on, don't pretend to be aggressive with your broken phone in front of me. I came to college with 100,000 yuan in my pocket!"

    "Ten ten thousand"

    The three of them gasped and looked at Jiang Shuo like a monster.

    Brother Shuo, how could he be so rich.

    Brother Shuo turned out to be the real local tyrant.

    Brother Shuo, can you lend me some money to go floating?

    All kinds of thoughts kept echoing in the hearts of several people.

    Jiang Shuo ignored them, and focused on Qianqian in the crowd.

    At this time, a male student in the class came over.

    He said with a sad face: "Old Liang, why are you still sitting here? The girls in our class will be seduced by the class next door."

    Several people looked up at the same time.

    Sure enough, the Butterfly Fly just now provoked the whole crowd to climax.

    The girls were cheering and screaming, and even girls like Song Manning had heart-shaped eyes.

    As for the boys in the third class of work, they all gritted their teeth.

    Jiang Shuo glanced indifferently; "It's worth their screaming, there must be something wrong."

    The classmate was frowning; "People are calling for a fight now, hurry up and go over there, you guys."

    Several people returned to the crowd.

    Jiang Shuo sat down beside Qianqian.

    Just as she sat down, two sweet dimples appeared on Qianqian's face.

    "It's really nice to sing."

    But when he turned around and saw that it was Jiang Shuo, he immediately lowered his head and dared not speak.

    Jiang Shuo said: "At this level, is it worthy of your praise?"

    The sound is not very loud, but it is particularly harsh in a happy crowd.

    It was heard by the buddy who was holding the guitar in front.

    The pair of eyes under the small eyes flashed a gleam, and they glanced at the boys in Class 3 with deep meaning.

    "Boys in the third class of the industry, we have a friendship between the two classes. You won't just be the audience until the end."

    "Didn't you say that the boys in your class are multi-talented? Why doesn't anyone come up?"

    All the thirty or so boys in Class Three lowered their heads, looking very annoyed.

    It turned out that the three of Liang Bozhou and the others were investigating the behavior of the girls in the fourth class of work, which aroused the public indignation of the boys in the fourth class of work.

    They all took a deep breath and wanted to get it back at this fellowship party.

    Aren't you trying to poach the girls in our class?

    OK, then I'll dig your class back.

    This little glasses was actually pulled by the fourth class of workers to help the venue, and it is a lead singer of the band of the Financial Academy.

    Also a sophomore.

    As a sophomore, when he heard that he had the opportunity to act aggressive in front of his junior, he naturally agreed and rushed over to help.

    Seeing that no one dared to disobey him, the little glasses pushed the lens even more triumphantly, and looked at the boys in the third class of work full of sarcasm.

    There was a mocking smile on his face.

    Jiang Shuo's voice was deliberately loud, and he looked at Qianqian: "Do you really think this is a good song?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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