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269. Profitable business 2

Mentioning this, Duanmu Baolian also wanted to laugh. She remembered that Wu Zifei called her for the first time and called her miserable.

"Have you ever lost money in business before?" Duanmu Baolian was very curious. If people with too much money are stupid, then no matter how strong their foundation is, they will lose everything in the end. This is not possible. She will have to help him in the future.

Watch it.

"No!" Mr. Mei shook his head and said, "If the previous business also lost money, how can I be a representative of the stupid people who make money?"

Duanmu Baolian thought about it, it was indeed true. If he had no money, it would be impossible for many people to be stupid if he wanted money.

"Pauline, your cell phone rang..." At this moment, Duanmu Baolian's cell phone rang, the song of Blue and White Porcelain - The sky is blue and waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you.

This song fits her identity.

Duanmu Baolian didn't care to talk and ran over. She picked up the phone from the table and looked at it. She frowned slightly. Although it wasn't too late at this time, it was already night. She called.

What did she do?

Ever since Zhang Yao and the others maliciously speculated about her being a sugar daddy last time, she felt very uncomfortable. Although she received Mr. Mei's salary, the money was all earned by herself. She was innocent. How did she get here?

In their words, it became such a dirty deal?

Therefore, for these old classmates, if you can't interact with them, don't interact with them.

An ancient saying goes: A thousand cups of wine is too little to drink with a close friend, but half a sentence is too much to talk without speculation.

She and Zhang Yao and others are not talking about each other at all, and there is nothing to say. However, Zhang Qian was very protective of her last time, and it can be seen that although she graduated from high school, she will still go to college in the future.

, it is still inevitable to meet and interact.

When the ringtone was about to end, Duanmu Baolian pressed the answer button. Sure enough, Zhang Qian's energetic voice came from the phone: "Baolian, it's me."

"I know it's you." Duanmu Baolian smiled. Of course she knew it was hers. If it were Zhang Yao and others, she would not answer this call at all.

"It's like this. We graduated and haven't invited the teachers to dinner yet. Now, the high schools are on vacation and the teachers are free. So, I want to make an appointment with you and invite the teachers to have a dinner together. What do you think?" Zhang

Qian said.

"Oh?" Duanmu Baolian agreed noncommittally.

This is not a new invention of Zhang Qian. It has always been inevitable for high school graduates to invite teachers and principals to have a meal, euphemistically called it - thank you Shien.

It is indeed hard work for teachers to pass on their knowledge and resolve doubts. Now that I have graduated, there is no other gift of thanks. It is indeed reasonable and reasonable to treat me to a meal. However, Duanmu Baolian knows that this kind of banquet to thank teachers is sometimes invited by a single family.

, sometimes, most of the students in the whole class get together and have a party at a certain hotel - when everyone gathers together, it is a lively event.

"Who else is there?" Duanmu Baolian asked.

"Everyone joins together, you know." Zhang Qian said, "All the students in the class will gather together, including the teachers, the principal, the director of the teaching department, etc."

"When?" Duanmu Baolian asked.

"At noon the day after tomorrow." Zhang Qian said, "On the 18th floor of Furong Building, you can see the vast Yangtze River from the window. Three hundred yuan per person, total fifty-two people, totaling fifteen thousand six hundred yuan, is not enough for me
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