Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Qin Guan and Liu Liuyang, the sixth year old, holding their wings while drinking juice, looking at the four booze drinks on the opposite side, they all thought bitterly, drink hard, and you will not die!

After eating for more than half an hour, the waiter who had cleaned the plate had come to clean the chicken bones twice. Qin Guan felt his stomach and regrettably stopped eating.

Mu 3rd was quite surprised. With a toothpick in his mouth, he asked: "Continue, where is this?"

Qin Guan said helplessly to him: "I think too, but if you think I wear it like this, I dare to eat only seven points."

Everyone looked at Qin Guan's body-worn suit waistcoat and imagined that Qin Guan's stomach was eating a bulge. He shivered and said to Qin Guan: "Yes, you still have to be patient for your career."

Qin watched the table below, and it was not too early. Qin Guan did not plan to accompany them to eat here. It was too stimulating to say goodbye to a few people and rushed back to the exhibition hall.

After returning to the exhibition hall, Qin Guan never put on his coat again. The lighting in the exhibition hall is too full, like a small heating stove, Shengsheng raised the indoor temperature by 2-3 degrees.

Qin Guan unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt and rolled up the two sleeves. When the person in charge passed by, he swept down Qin Guan's current dress and nodded in satisfaction.

Qin Guan didn't understand what was going on until the afternoon. In the afternoon, the audience of the exhibition began to change.

There are agents in various places, collectors who love wine and spirits, small-scale bars, hotel purchases, ordinary people who come to experience the culture of foreign wine, and several small-cost paper media.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Guan naturally became random, and the person in charge didn't know where to get a fashion magazine so that he could read it when he was fine. Try to make Qin Guan play a casual leisure style.

Qin Guan then sat on the high chair in a leisurely way, and poured himself a cup when he was okay. He took a few sips and relaxed in the eyes of a female etiquette killing.

Before I waited twice for Qin Guanle to hear it, I heard someone behind him calling him: "Mr Qin, you are in this booth, looking for a long time."

Qin Guan turned his head, oh my mother, why was this little ancestor, Huang Jiajia stood behind him.

Qin Guan was surprised and asked, "How do you know I am here?"

Huang Jiajia also looked at Qin Guan proudly and returned: "You said that you have a part-time job last time, and you have to give me a lesson later. I checked. The only one that has an exhibition today is the China International Exhibition. Yes."

Then he fanned the wind with his palm, "Oh, it's hot enough here, Teacher Qin and I are here waiting for you, let's go back together at night."

When Qin Guan heard this, he immediately folded his hands together and raised his head to worship. "Little ancestor, I beg you to go home, right? Don't mess up here."

When Huang Jiajia heard this, he didn't want to do it: "How can I make a mess? I promise not to cause trouble, just waiting here for you?"

The two of them are tearing at the seam of the shelf beside the booth, and there is a voice behind them: "Qin Guan, what are you doing here?"

Qin Guan turned his head, oh my! Cong Nianwei.

Qin Guan immediately put his hands down and pretended to sort out his clothes. He patted twice on his body and smiled: "Cong Nianwei, huh, huh, why are you here?"

Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan, and then looked at the man who was hiding behind Qin Guan. His small eyes looked like cold knives.

"Why? I can't come? Who asked me to care about my friends? Want to come and see the hard part-time job of my high school classmates, come to console me? Why? Inconvenient?"

"Convenient! Convenient! It's so convenient, I'm not too surprised, are you excited for a while."

Cong Nianwei didn't answer, and the smile on his face became softer, and said to Qin Guan: "Then you are not working well, what are you doing here? Have a friend? Do not introduce it to me?"

Qin watched Cong Nianwei's smile, and turned on the silly mode again, nodding dumbly: "No, my student came to me, I asked her to go back first?"

At this time, Huang Jiajia was very depressed and stretched out his small head from behind Qin Guan: "I am a student of Teacher Qin, who are you?"

Huang Jiajia was very upset about the woman who interrupted her conversation with Teacher Qin. She always felt that Qin Guan's expression was very dazzling like that of a goose. She naturally planned to jump out and fight with this obnoxious woman.

Cong Nianwei saw a little girl popping out of her back. She didn't know what to do. She lifted her heart a little and put it down.

She said to Huang Jiajia with a very soft tone: "Are you a student of Qin Guan's tutor? Qin Guandu told me. Hello."

Huang Jiajia is very depressed, this sister is very beautiful, and she is completely two types, looks so transparent, clean, and aura, then look at yourself as if it is a gaudy version of the beauty who has a fairy fairy.

Huang Jiajia was bitter for a while, and his tone was not very good: "Yes, I am a student of Teacher Qin, aren't you just his high school classmates? I'm here to accompany Teacher Qin and wait for him to go home."

Cong Nianwei didn't say much. He gave Qin Guan a meaningful look. At this time, Qin Guan realized something, and hurriedly explained: "Huang Jiajia, this is my high school classmate. I am now pursuing an object. You have to call her Master."

After hearing this, Huang Jiajia only felt that her heart was sour and her eyes were a little red, but for some reason, she just didn’t want to shed tears in front of the two of them. She mumbled at Qin Guan: "The people haven't agreed to you yet, this I’m so happy, what’s so happy about.

Then he looked at Nianwei and pulled his head down, and stopped talking.

Qin Guan is a typical person who eats soft but not hard. When he sees Huang Jiajia's stubborn brain, he is completely out of the usual state of the arrogant fighter, and his heart is a little soft.

Cong Nianwei glanced at Qin Guan and said to Huang Jiajia: "Then, everyone is here, everyone will stroll around the exhibition, and then let Teacher Qin go back with you, will you? Just don't delay your tutor."

Huang Jiajia raised her head at once. She felt that Cong Nianwei was so harsh on her, feeling that she could only stay with Teacher Qin by relying on her charity.

She squeezed the bag across her body, feeling that she had to rub her backpack, and choked back, "I don't need your good intentions, I'm going back." .

Qin Guan gestured to Cong Nianwei, his long legs stepped forward, and caught up with him in a few steps. He said to Huang Jiajia, "You can go back, I won't accompany you when I have work. The time of the exhibition is also in the afternoon. It’s not long. The evening tuition is still old and will not be delayed."

Huang Jiajia walked and looked at Qin Guan, and felt that the man was carrying a fool on her head. She was a little bit angry, and responded: "Stay with your prospective girlfriend, stupid!" Go out without going back.

Qin Guan felt inexplicable, and it was okay to call it a curse. Qin Guan couldn't even think about it, and simply ignored it.

When Qin Guan returned to the booth, Cong Nianwei was sitting on the side of the exhibition lounge chair, turning a magazine quietly.

With a little joy, Qin Guan greeted the person in charge and sat across from Cong Nianwei, saying to Cong Nianwei; "Wait a moment, I will talk to the person in charge and let me turn into a road show." Sui Another smoke ran to the person in charge to bargain.

Qin Guan said for a while, the person in charge nodded and agreed to let him hold a stack of brand posters, and also posted a brand paste that was easy to expose on his face and chest.

Qin looked at this small trademark that was easy to paste and tear, felt quite creative, and asked dozens of them as a souvenir.

After Qin Guan finished packing up, he yelled Cong Nianwei who was still reading a book with a poster: "It's done, let's go around!" Cong Nianwei then put down the book and walked to Qin Guan.

The two walked along the corridor of the exhibition, wandering casually in the venue, Qin Guan's current shape is too eye-catching, and it is particularly obvious in the mixed female etiquette.

Qin Guan, even with this casually rolled poster, can attract everyone's attention like a light body. Some people who are curious will ask him for a poster, and Qin Guan will be very intimate to point each other to the location of his booth.

The two walked for a while, and Cong Nianwei said to Qin Guan a little humorously, "Are you present, are you looking for mature women?"

Qin watched Cong Nianwei covered with black lines, and always felt that something Cong Nianwei said was wrong. The two talents slipped around and the posters in their hands were all over. Qin Guan's trademark post-it notes were also posted on her face and arms by some female customers.

The two walked back to the booth again. The person in charge came over and patted Qin Guan's shoulder excitedly. Qin Guan was a little confused. He heard the person in charge say to Qin Guan: "Xiao Qin, you are very good! The cashier said, give you a red envelope of 2oo yuan."

Qin Guan looked at the person in charge with unknown eyes. The person in charge pointed to the reception area. Qin looked at it, and now there are several female customers who had posted posters or post-it notes sitting there.

These female customers. There are several wine collectors in their own collection, as well as two hotel purchasing managers. Big orders are small and single, regardless of sales volume, can be recognized by several star hotels, and it is enough to open up certain sales.

Regarding the great hero Qin Guan, he has to give some rewards. The person in charge of the exhibition has planned to use Qin Guan as a coolie to bypass the field in later days.

Qin watched with money and was not hypocritical. Now the crowds who are visiting the exhibition are sparse, and the exhibitors have started to pack up and are ready to close.

Qin Guan took the big red envelope from the cashier, and in the eyes of a female etiquette, Shi Shiran pulled Cong Nianwei away from the exhibition.

Cong Nianwei quipped, "Yes, Qin Guan, earning half a month of living expenses a day." Qin nodded and said in a very serious tone with Cong Nianwei: "This is the beginning, my goal is a modern nobleman."

Cong Nianwei listened to Qin Guan's words, and smiled back and forth. Qin Guan didn't think there was any laugh in this sentence. He really thought that way. For the crazy Qin Guan, that is his heart. Yearning.