We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Wen Qin smiled and said, "Boss Qi is now very wealthy and can buy whatever he wants."

Qi Hong's face flushed immediately: "If it weren't for the idea you gave us, we wouldn't have been able to make so much money this summer vacation."

Wen Qin didn't expect that this hair flower business, though small, could actually be very profitable. Only a small part of Wen Qin's goods were sent by Jie Guiqiu from Jiangcheng County, and most of them were bought from Golden Finger.

Sufficient supply, large quantity, preferential price.

Wen Qin didn't expect that the two of them were so smart.

It only took the two of them one week to switch from retail to wholesale.

There were many college students who stayed in the capital to work and study during the summer vacation. The two of them connected all of them together, and the network was beyond Wen Qin's imagination at the time.

In addition, Teacher He and Lao Zhao promoted the product among their students, and many of them bought the product from them and sold it.

Don't underestimate the fact that the three of them only earned 1 cent, but the amount was huge. Wenqin roughly took a look at their account records and found that they earned more than yuan in one summer vacation.

At this time, it was more than a thousand yuan. At least Qi Hong could stand up straighter when she went to the West Coast.

Yan Mengjuan told Qi Hong to take all the money so that she could continue to earn it in China.

Wenqin was just joking with them. If the prices on both sides were equal, Wenqin would only make more money than them this time. And she did basically nothing during the whole summer vacation. She just delivered the quantity they reported to her every day to them the next day.

Those who control the means of production make money quickly! Wen Qin couldn't help but sigh.

The three of them were chatting and laughing as they prepared the banquet. After the sun went down, Wen Qin discovered that they had pulled electrical wires in the yard, hung a few light bulbs, and hung them on the clothesline in the yard.

Although it is simple, it looks a bit like a party.

There were identical dishes on the three tables, eight dishes and one soup, except for the roast duck, all made by Wen Qin.

Yan Mengjuan moved out a box of Beibingyang soda and several bottles of Erguotou from the house.

"Come on, come on, those who can drink drink, and those who can't drink drink soda. Today, everyone won't leave until they are drunk."

After drinking for a while, Qi Hong and Yan Mengjuan both knelt down and kowtowed to Mr. He.

Mr. He wiped his tears while saying "okay, okay".

Even Old Zhao, who never spares anyone's words, lowered his head and touched the salted peanuts, and did not come out to spoil the fun.

These two could be considered his students, although one of them was going to study abroad and changed his major the next semester, so he only stayed under his tutelage for one year.

Moreover, due to their personality, these two people have never had much presence in the class, but Lao Zhao feels that he treats all other students equally except Wen Qin.

Now that they were all leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. But he kept his mouth shut, so he just lowered his head and drank without looking up.

After kowtowing to Mr. He, Qi Hong hugged Wen Qin and cried and refused to let go.

"After I get out, can you please keep an eye on Juanjuan for me? She looks smart but is actually very stupid. She doesn't know any of her classmates after she transferred to another department. I'm afraid she'll suffer a loss, so I won't tell her."

Yan Mengjuan's eyes were red at first. When she heard Qi Hong say that, she couldn't help but push Qi Hong and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How am I stupid?"

Wen Qin patted Qi Hong on the back and said, "Don't worry, I can do it without you telling me. But you are alone on the West Coast, so you must pay attention to your safety. Don't go out alone, don't go to those remote places, don't be curious, and don't touch those places that you can't touch. It's not like China, it's very unsafe..."

Although the West Coast has not yet reached the point in the future where shootings occur every day, and it can even be said that the public security is quite good compared to the future, the problem of discrimination against Chinese people may be more serious at this time, not to mention that Qi Hong is a weak woman?

Qi Hong's originally sad look was amused by Wen Qin: "You have said these words several times. Don't worry, I will pay attention. I will never go out unless necessary and study hard."

"Also, you must come back, we are all waiting for you..." Although Wen Qin knew that Qi Hong would not do so, she still couldn't help but say something more.

In history, many of the first people who opened their eyes to the world were unwilling to return home because they saw the advancement of the West Coast.

Wen Qin never commented on issues of personal choice, but Qi Hong was one of her few certified good friends. If they were separated by the Pacific Ocean and could never see each other again for this reason, she would probably be very sad.

After all, all good things must come to an end. On the last day of August, Wen Qin finally sent Qi Hong on a plane to the west coast.

Perhaps because she was afraid that the separation would be too sad, Qi Hong did not let them send her to the airport, but instead said her final farewell at Mr. He's home.

At first Wen Qin thought Mr. He would be sad, but it turned out that Mr. He was in high spirits and ready to go to school.

Starting tomorrow, he will be officially hired by Shuimu's Department of Mechanical Engineering and return to the podium after more than ten years.

"I know my daughter. She will study hard. We just need to take good care of ourselves and wait patiently, and then we will see who can learn better and more."

Wen Qin felt that she had indeed underestimated these elderly people who had experienced hardships that she had never experienced.

After bidding farewell to Qi Hong, Wen Qin finally made a big decision.

Today is another power outage day. Wen Qin took out a candle that had not been used for a long time and lit it on the table.

Xie Mingxia saw her writing a letter under candlelight and wanted to let her take a rest and talk tomorrow to avoid hurting her eyes.

As a result, his eyes just glanced at the letter and stopped immediately.

He had no intention of peeking at Wen Qin writing the letter, he just happened to take a peek.

"The confidential project, is that what Elder Qiu and Professor Zhao talked about?"

This is a three-year confidential project and you may not be able to contact me.

Xie Mingxia didn't expect that the outcome of the string pulling would be like this.

Wenqin folded the letter and put it in the envelope.

"Well, Lao Zhao gave me a choice, and I thought about it for a long time."

Wen Qin felt that she still couldn't stay out of it.

God gave her a chance to start over. If she had been selfish and wanted to be a person who only cared about herself, she would obviously have lived a good life.

But Lao Zhao and Lao He gave her many different touches.

not to mention……

"You will support me, right?" Wen Qin looked at this man who had become a martyr who sacrificed his life for his country in his previous life with a smile. He also had faith in his heart.

Xie Mingxia reached out to touch Wen Qin's head like before, but finally took it back: "I said, if it's what you want to do, just do it."

Wen Qin stood up, took back his hand, rubbed it on her head, then put her arms around Jie Mingxia's neck and hung herself on him.

"In that case, how about we compare and see who has made the greater contribution in the past three years?"