Rongcheng Electronics College? Qin Luo's mouth twitched sharply.
"Aunt Su, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. I can't agree." Qin Luo shrugged and said indifferently.
Can't agree!
Su Zhanghua suddenly jumped up like a female cat stepped on her tail.
"Qin Luo, you are still not a brother, and you don't even help your elder brother."
After that, she looked at Fu Xiaowan: "And you Fu Xiaowan, how did you educate your son..."
"It's really disappointing that we made a special trip to see you..."
For five minutes, Su Zhanghua had been swearing, her mouth had never been closed.
"Are you finished?" Qin Luo's face remained the same, and there was no slight fluctuation in his calm eyes.
"It's over, then it's up to me..."
Qin Luo glanced at Su Zhanghua coldly, and said coldly, "Do you know what the average salary in Beishan City is now?"
"Do you know what?" Su Zhanghua's face was pale.
"Based on the statistics in the previous two months, Beishan City has an average salary of 3,000."
Three thousand?
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Su Zhanghua's face suddenly became gloomy: "So you want to say you only give three thousand wages?"
"No, what I want to say is, I won't give a point." Qin Luo squinted his eyes and said, "With these three thousand dollars, I can hire an undergraduate and also a computer major. "
"So why spend 10,000 yuan to hire you and your son?"
How much work and how much money.
There is no good thing about just taking money and not doing work.
Just like Qin Luo, although it seems that he made 12 million "easy", but the difficulty is that no one can see.
In order to develop the chalk college entrance examination, the ghost knew how many brain cells Qin Luo died.
"He is your brother! How can you compare with other outsiders?" Su Zhanghua almost crushed his teeth, staring at Qin Luo angrily.
"Why can't you compare? Who doesn't carry a head on one shoulder?" Qin Luo shrugged and said with a smile: "Moreover, in my memory, in my memory, there has never been anything to see him before, in my eyes. Here he is like anyone else."
"By the way, Aunt Su, do you know what my impression of you is?"
The green veins on Su Zhanghua's forehead were exposed, and a bitter murderous aura exuded all over his body: "What is it?"
"It was your ugly face when our family bought a house and borrowed money from you."
"When you shied away from having no money, have you ever thought that we are relatives?"
"So now, what qualifications do you have to let me help you?"
Qin Luo's expression was indifferent, his voice did not fluctuate at all, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
But it fell into the ears of Su Zhanghua and others, and it was indeed unusually harsh.
Su Zhanghua's face was dark and trembling, and the anger in his heart almost burned him to death.
She never expected Qin Luo's words to be so sharp.
Sharp, she couldn't find words to refute.
"Fu Xiaowan, you don't care about your good son!" Su Zhanghua shook his head angrily, staring at Fu Xiaowan with rounded eyes, with a cold face.
tube? How to manage?
Did Qin Luo do anything wrong? Why doesn't she know?
"Isn't what Qin Luo said is the truth?" Fu Xiaowan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.
So she didn't blame Qin Luo at all, but supported him very much, which was the reason why she had not spoken.