Song Yiqian said: "What a big deal!".

"I don't have any big eyebrows yet. I'll just stroke this thing first and then tell everyone about it after I have it." Old Lu said to Brother.

Song Yiqian said: "There is no hurry to make money now. The first thing we need is to do is to do our studies well."

Puchi! Old Lu was so hungry that he didn't spit out the meat in his mouth. He looked at Song Yiqian and said, "Brother, what does studying this matter have to do with you?"

Memories from the past life, this guy only got a graduation certificate every year after taking two or three re-examinations every year. Now he is still embarrassed to mention what he doesn’t want to study?

"Understanding me?" Song Yiqian was a little unhappy.

Lao Lu said: "No, what I mean is that learning is important, but it is abandoned by ideals and noble sentiments like serving the people. In the end, ordinary people just want to make money. We are just so soon." At this point, Lao Lu stretched out his finger and pinched half of his finger joints and said.

Song Yiqian was not interested, but the others all raised their ears: "Let me tell me?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Lao Lu said.

"roll!"

"But I have my eyes and eyes." Old Lu immediately said when he heard that everyone didn't believe it, "Build a decoration company!"

“Either can we”

"Isn't this me?" Lao Lu said: "When I come back from Japan, I will make a good idea."

Lao Lu talked enthusiastically for a while, and felt that his brothers were a little absent-minded, so he simply closed his mouth and stopped wasting saliva, and began to concentrate on dealing with the pig hand in his hand.

I don’t know if it was lunch or dinner after this meal. Anyway, none of my brothers went downstairs when the cafeteria was open. At eight or nine o’clock in the evening, Lao Lu invited everyone to have a midnight snack.
Chapter completed!