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Chapter 1229 Poor Shen Qi

Chapter 1229 Even the company has been forgotten

Since Shen Qi entered the military academy, he has always been the most valued person among the freshmen. Because he is a third-level martial artist, plus his grades and his diligence. Every teacher likes him very much.

And his appearance has always been the most eye-catching one.

But he didn't remember the techniques. In the past six months, he had practiced Juntiquan, but he had been stuck at the third level of warrior and could not advance no matter what.

At this time, seeing that all his former classmates were more skilled than him, he had become the bottom one.

Where does he have any sense of superiority?

Seeing Shen Qi kneeling down, Wu Jiangshan also knelt down: "Master, he made an unintentional mistake, please forgive him."

Although he beat him, he regarded Shen Qi as a brother, so he would beat him. Otherwise, he would not even bother to beat him.

When Shen Qi saw Wu Jiangsheng interceding for him, he immediately gave him a grateful look.

When the other brothers and sisters saw him, they also knelt down and said, "Master, forgive him!"

Mengyu quickly helped everyone up: "Although it is said that men have gold at their knees, the same goes for us women. Let's all get up.

In fact, I didn't take back the things given to Shen Qi, let alone the exercises, which means I didn't expel Shen Qi from the door." She turned to Shen Qi: "You forgot the exercises because of what happened after you returned.

I guess something happened after you returned home that forced you to tell me about me.

However, judging from the fact that you just forgot the exercises but were not injured, you have not revealed the core problem. So, I will pass the exercises to you later, and everything else remains as usual."

Shen Qi was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master."

Next, everyone contributes the antiques they collected and records points.

Although it was only half a year, everyone had collected a lot of antiques. At this time, they all took them out one after another. Mengyu asked Xiaotao to register them one by one and calculate their scores.

Shen Qi had no memory and did not collect antiques. He was a little uneasy and asked Wu Jiangsheng: "What is the use of collecting these?"

Wu Jiangsheng was surprised: "Have you even forgotten the Guyun Antique Company we opened together?"

Shen Qi was depressed: "I don't remember anything."

Wu Jiangsheng was helpless, so he told him about the company's situation. The master's shareholding ratio was 50%, Shen Qi and Wu Jiangsheng each held 12%, and Shuiyu and Xiao Hua each held 10%.

In addition, Ashin accounted for 6%.

"Everything we collect is scored by Xiaotao, and one point is one dollar. But currently, everyone owes Master money. That storage bag is worth 100 million points each.

You don’t have to worry, as long as you start collecting antiques, you will have points, and having points means you have money.”

Shen Qi became even more depressed: "But I don't have money to collect antiques."

Wu Jiangsheng was surprised: "On the night when everyone was admitted to college, Master held a pearl banquet, and whoever ate the pearls would get it. Everyone knew that Master was actually trying to give everyone money to collect antiques. I

Remember that time you got a lot of pearls, right? Those pearls are very valuable, and you can make money just by selling them, so how come you have no money?"

Shen Qi was just about to say that I didn't have one, but suddenly he remembered the storage bag they just talked about. Moreover, when he saw the "storage bag" Wu Jiangsheng took out, wasn't it the same bag that he had always treasured?

He asked: "How to use storage bags?"

Wu Jiangsheng glanced at him with pity: Poor Shen Qi, he even forgot this.


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