Chapter 232: Punishing the Little Devil (4000 monthly tickets!!)

The next morning, Jiang Qin crawled out of bed shouting he was going to class stunning his three roommates.

“You’re actually going to class? Are you bluffing?”

“I’ve been away from the masses too long it’s time to return to the classroom.” Jiang Qin rolled up his pant legs.

Cao Guangyu looked at him carefully: “Why are your dark circles so heavy? Did you have insomnia last night?”

“No I slept very well.”

Zhou Chao spoke as he got out of bed: “Bro Jiang you didn’t fall asleep yesterday right? I heard you tossing and turning like your body was on fire you woke me up several times.”

Jiang Qin chuckled directly going intermittently deaf.

You guys chat about your Bro Jiang what does it have to do with me Jiang Qin? Him not sleeping means I had insomnia?

Jiang Qin grabbed a handful of pistachios from the table shoving them in his pocket then dragged the F3 in his dorm to eat breakfast and sauntered into the teaching building.

Classes 3 and 4 had class together again so many people gathered in the lecture hall they were all surprised to see Jiang Qin some even had expressions like they saw a ghost.

“Dang in my lifetime I can still see Jiang Qin?”

“I thought he dropped out.”

“He didn’t drop out?”

“He didn’t fail any classes why would he drop out?”

“Last semester he skipped half his classes even if his attendance didn’t fall below the red line could he still pass exams?”

“Out of the four guys in their dorm only Ren Ziqiang who doesn’t often skip class failed.”

“Damn is Jiang Qin a genius?”

“The genius is Feng Nanshu professional rank one she closes her door for one-on-one private tutoring every day it’d be hard to fail even if she wanted to.”

“Got it so failing or not has nothing to do with skipping class it’s about having a girlfriend or not.”

“…”

Amidst the whispers from all directions Jiang Qin stepped into the classroom instantly seeing the cute and aloof Feng Nanshu.

He touched his nose remembering he didn’t bring a coat today so he planned to sit somewhere else in case his phone misbehaved but unexpectedly Gao Wenhui directly lifted her butt emptying the seat next to the little rich girl.

Damn pure and innocent good friends what’s there to be afraid of?

Jiang Qin also had a ruthless spirit on him daring to challenge himself and break limits so he sat down fiercely.

Seeing this the little rich girl’s eyes sparkled she proactively and obediently put her fragrant soft little hand in Jiang Qin’s.

What wishes could female college students have? Just to attend class with the big bear then secretly hold hands and such.

“You can actually come to class?” Gao Wenhui found it strange.

Jiang Qin looked at her coldly: “Nonsense if I don’t attend class then wasn’t my shower last night a waste?”

“????”

Jiang Qin kneaded the little rich girl’s fragrant soft little hand remembering yesterday while showering the image of Feng Nanshu’s little butt sitting in his embrace suddenly appeared in his mind.

Just because of this he didn’t sleep well all night long closing his eyes there was just the hateful little rich girl.

“Feng Nanshu you’re just a little devil.”

“I’m not.” Feng Nanshu protested with a hum.

Jiang Qin wanted to punish her fiercely so he peeled a pistachio feeding it into her little mouth: “If you’re a little devil after eating it you’ll feel happy.”

Feng Nanshu looked at him coolly: “Jiang Qin I’m not happy at all but I want to eat one more.”

“…”

I’ll just spoil you Jiang Qin sighed in his heart peeling two more to feed her.

Seeing this scene Gao Wenhui was more excited than a cat on catnip eyes wide open she conveniently took a photo planning to show the counselor after class.

She only learned this semester that the counselor Xue Hongying was also a shipping fan and also liked shipping Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin.

Being like-minded with the counselor Gao Wenhui felt very honored.

But Xue Hongying was quite busy usually not having much time so Gao Wenhui often took photos for her to see.

The ranks of shippers step by step grew.

“Still eating?”

Feng Nanshu pursed her little lips: “Still want to eat.”

Jiang Qin reached in his pocket finding it was already empty: “No more I only grabbed a handful you ate it all next time I’ll punish you again.”

“Don’t worry there’s still five minutes before class I’ll go down and buy some!”

“????”

Jiang Qin watched Gao Wenhui charge out of the classroom like a hunting dog his face filled with bewilderment.

But he quickly thought of something else his gaze sweeping around finding the positions of Class 3’s golden flowers then taking out a contract from his bag walking over.

Song Qingqing had already agreed to invest with the dumpling recipe before but Jiang Qin had been busy outside this matter was relatively unimportant so the contract issue had been dragged on until now.

Just right today was an auspicious day for Jiang Qin to attend class so he brought the contract.

Seeing Jiang Qin walking over the golden flowers of Class 3 who were originally leaning on chairs with slanted bodies instantly became dignified.

Jiang Tian tugged her clothes smoothing the wrinkles Song Qingqing stroked her hair tucking stray strands behind her ears even Jian Chun tidied her collar straightening the bow at her collar.

This had little to do with adoration just subconsciously wanting to show the most beautiful image to the admired male god.

Zhuang Chen watched from the side his heart feeling sour unconsciously clenching his back molars.

“I was too busy the past few days almost forgot about signing the contract this is the investment agreement take a look if you feel it’s suitable then sign.”

Jiang Qin sat in the empty seat opposite placing the contract in front of Song Qingqing.

“Oh oh okay male god.”

Song Qingqing picked up that investment agreement eyes shining madly and the girls beside her all crowded over eyes filled with yearning and envy.

After signing she could get a few hundred in dividends every month later it might even double who wouldn’t be dazed seeing this.

Especially the four big words “Investment Agreement” on the contract’s first page simply making the ceremony complete.

“What contract is this? Investment?”

After all Classes 4 and 3 weren’t the same class there was quite a delay and barrier in information transfer.

So the students of Class 4 were all full of questions seeing this scene.

“Jiang Qin invested in a restaurant using Qingqing’s family recipe Jiang Qin let her directly invest she can get over 300 yuan in dividends every month with no upper limit.”

Jiang Tian had sat as class monitor for a semester often going to the student union to help handle work her ability to speak appropriately was very strong.

“Every month? And no upper limit?”

Jian Chun bit her lip unable to hold back from speaking: “This is only the second option if Qingqing chose the first she could directly get 50,000 yuan.”

Jiang Qin glanced at Jiang Tian and Jian Chun thinking these two girls had the same problem as Old Cao they all liked to act like they had inside information.

At the same time the students of Class 4 all showed envious expressions the gazes towards Jiang Qin becoming much more complex.

Many people in the School of Finance knew he had started a business when school began and knew Zhihu and group-buy were his but these things were all very distant from them sounding quite unreal.

But when someone profited from Jiang Qin’s existence and it was continuous profit this feeling made people very jealous.

Class 4’s impression of Jiang Qin had never been very good some boys even held hatred.

No other reason just because he snatched away the most wonderful Feng Nanshu.

But thinking now besides someone capable of stirring things up like Jiang Qin who could match a stunning beauty like Feng Nanshu?

Those with excellent studies? What fucking use was that?

Those very handsome? Could looks be eaten?

Or those mixed up in the student union?

Don’t forget there had always been rumors in the School of Finance that Zhu Feng wanted Jiang Qin to be the next president he refused.

“Done reading?”

“Done.” Song Qingqing nodded.

Jiang Qin suddenly took back the contract: “Since you’re done forget it I don’t plan to cooperate with you anymore.”

“Ah?!”

“To be honest my shop doesn’t make much money giving you three to five hundred a month is a bit too much of a loss just take it as me talking big.”

Jiang Qin picked up the contract standing to return to his seat kneading the little rich girl’s fragrant soft little hand calling her little devil over and over making Feng Nanshu look aggrieved.

While the people crowded beside Song Qingqing all looked at each other stunned for a long time before reacting.

Fuck he changed his mind?

This guy is too shameless right? Saying no cooperation then leaving after refusing? How can someone be like this.

Either don’t say it but since you said it how can you go back on your word their college student conscience made them feel this was unacceptable.

“Hmph I knew it what cooperation it’s all fake Jiang Qin just wanted to use Song Qingqing to create a chance to show off it’s just you all so naive you actually believed his lies.”

Zhuang Chen instantly showed a face full of disdain as if he had long seen through it all in a few words full of contempt.

“Yeah Old Zhuang is right going back on your word is too shameless I’ve never seen someone so despicable if you have the ability then don’t say it saying it but not being able to do it is laughable.”

Zhang Guangxu couldn’t help echoing contemptuously.

Zhuang Chen felt great being agreed with immediately opening his proud mouth: “Song Qingqing I suggest you don’t believe whatever people say in the future what male god he has no face just to show off.”

“Right listen to Zhuang Chen from now on although he doesn’t make as much money as Jiang Qin when he says he’ll treat a meal he does.”

“Old Zhang you said it too seriously no need to listen to me for everything main point is to open your eyes.” Zhuang Chen coldly snorted.

After those words fell Jiang Tian and Jian Chun were stunned for a long time pursing their lips for a while their hearts at a loss.

Could it be Jiang Qin really just wanted to let everyone know he had money he was doing investments so he deliberately used Song Qingqing as an excuse to show off wealth? This was too exasperating.

“Qingqing are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Really?”

“I just feel like I maybe missed out on 100 million yuan.”

Song Qingqing’s eyes reddened she lay on the desk not moving directly emo for a whole class during this process her gaze kept looking at Jiang Qin’s back but he didn’t turn his head even once.

But when there was only one minute left until class ended Jiang Tian suddenly passed over her phone.

[Tell Song Qingqing to come to the fire escape after class – Jiang Qin]

Seeing this Song Qingqing froze Jian Chun also froze a trace of surprise flashing through her eyes then the three painstakingly held it in until class ended immediately hurrying to the fire escape.

Zhuang Chen found this strange was it to go to the bathroom? But the bathroom was in the opposite direction.

He had Jian Chun in his heart so he couldn’t help following over discovering they entered the fire escape he was even more confused.

Before he could ask Jiang Qin walked in with the contract and gave Song Qingqing a pen telling her to continue signing.

Song Qingqing was stunned completely confused by her male god’s actions her gaze becoming utterly lost.

“After publicly discussing this in the cafeteria last time I thought about it and felt it wasn’t good for too many people to know about you investing after all wealth shouldn’t be revealed.”

“A few hundred yuan a month may not be much but if word spreads what will you do when people often come to borrow money? Can you refuse?”

“If you don’t your reputation will definitely suffer being ostracized is getting off lightly if you do it’s basically throwing meat buns at a dog because the borrowers will think you have money every month and aren’t lacking so it doesn’t matter if they pay you back or not.”

“So you guys just now saying it starts at 300 with no upper limit that’s too arrogant it’ll easily cause trouble if word gets out.”

“After signing the contract save up the money to buy a gift for your parents buy yourself some nice clothes treat your friends to a meal then act like nothing ever happened.”

Jiang Qin casually said a few words making the three girls present slightly open their little mouths finally understanding his earlier intent.

They had indeed only cared about showing off to those around them before not considering at all the impact if word spread it’s known that borrowing money is very common in university with many cases of not paying it back even without borrowing money Song Qingqing would likely be envied because girls are inherently more jealous creatures.

So Jiang Qin publicly going back on his word was telling others the cooperation wasn’t reached the money wasn’t received directly erasing the possibility of causing trouble.

Her male god is not only detail-oriented but also has an elegant and strong heart.

The three of them exchanged glances their hearts wildly moved even their cheeks couldn’t help burning up.

Of course what Jiang Qin didn’t tell them was he’s now a person afraid of fame and a pig afraid of getting fat the less he sticks his head out the better earning money lying down with classmates is too arrogant easily attracting attention it’s best to be cautious.

“Male God I’m done signing I won’t tell anyone from now on.”

“Mm it’s best to get rich in silence.”

Jiang Qin took the contract turned and returned to the classroom planning to continue punishing Feng Nanshu feeding her pistachios until she cried.

At the same time Zhuang Chen leaning against the wall was silent feeling like he had been slapped in the face his entire being shrinking into the corner his heart unbearably sour.

Why? Why could he gain praise twice with one matter?

Obviously he had suddenly gone back on his word already leaving like a clown he himself had even made sarcastic remarks yet he could still turn things around? From someone whose words weren’t reliable back into a male god with attention to detail?

Zhuang Chen was insanely jealous but couldn’t help putting himself in Jiang Qin’s shoes imitating his tone in his heart imagining Jian Chun’s expression.

Damn it feels so good…