Chapter 418 Ribbon Cutting Ceremony
The cleaning team hired by the Pintuan Building cleaned the building for a week, and also carried out a series of circuit inspections, application procedures, etc., and finally the preparations were completed.
Although it is called a building, it is not actually that big as it has only six floors. But it looks majestic at a glance, and it has an independent courtyard and even a ready-made parking lot. There is also a small fountain on the right side of the building, which looks as bright as new after being wiped clean.
Afterwards, Jiang Qin bought an almanac and sat in his dormitory flipping through it again and again, muttering to himself. Finally, he determined the time for the ribbon-cutting and plaque-hanging ceremony and began sending out invitations one after another.
For example, the leaders of Linchuan City, the president and vice president of Linchuan University, Professor Yan, director of the Entrepreneurship Base, etc.
At noon on the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the sun was exceptionally bright, with barely a few clouds in sight. Under this clear blue sky, the Pintuan Building welcomed groups of guests.
First, employees from various branches of Pintuan came to the site, led by Wei Lanlan, Dong Wenhao, and Sunai, and visited the new office building.
To be honest, their feelings were extremely complicated as they walked all the way from the small 208 of the entrepreneurial base.
It was originally just a part-time job on campus to earn some living expenses, right? But whose part-time job on campus can be so extreme? It's outrageous, it's outrageous.
Then, the bosses of the Linchuan business group also came, all bringing gifts to congratulate, and even composed a quick-paced song, with each person speaking a line, which was both awkward and festive, and made Jiang Qin laugh.
Next came the people from the School of Finance, Lao Cao, Lao Ren, Chaozi, Jian Chun, Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian... as well as some younger female students and representatives from the school's student union.
They were the least worldly-wise among the guests present. Looking at the building with the group buying and Zhihu logos hung on it, they looked dazed.
"This place is...will it belong to Jiang Qin from now on?"
"Didn't you see the signs were put up?"
"Oh my god, how much does this cost?"
"I don't know, but it's definitely a number we will never be able to reach in our lifetime."
"A male god is a male god, and he is becoming more and more divine."
Zhuang Chen felt sour when he heard this: "It clearly said on the Internet that it was rented. Don't make it up."
Song Qingqing turned to look at him: "Hey, how come you have time to join in the fun?"
Zhuang Chen was stunned for a moment: "We don't have classes in the afternoon."
"I mean, you've sold out of mooncakes?"
“…”
Zhuang Chen was hit hard in the face by Song Qingqing, and his whole expression looked suffocated.
He still hasn't found a place to dispose of his five boxes of mooncakes. He keeps them all in the dormitory and eats them as meals. He's almost developed diabetes from eating so many of them.
Afterwards, President Zhang and Professor Yan also came on behalf of Linchuan University, bringing with them the school press corps, including Chu Siqi, who was already the director of the school press station.
She tried her best to appear calm, but she couldn't help being distracted when looking at Jiang Qin. Only by quickly looking away could she calm down a little.
"Jiang Qin, ah Jiang Qin, you are amazing, there is a building already?"
"They are all well-educated by the school. Principal, professor, please come in. There are so many people today, so please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
"Don't be so polite. I'm not used to your serious look. Go and greet others. We can just visit on our own."
Jiang Qin cheerfully escorted them into the house, and then when he saw the city leaders coming, he immediately went to greet them.
Looking at Jiang Qin, who was wearing a neat suit, Chu Siqi said nothing. She just stared at the tall building and gradually became absent-minded. She didn't even hear the schoolmate in the press corps calling her "stationmaster".
When she was a freshman, she once told others that Jiang Qin liked me.
When she was in her sophomore year, she also told others that Jiang Qin liked me.
But by her junior year, she no longer dared to say such things because no one was willing to believe her.
This is a gap in identity and status, so great that people feel that the two of them do not exist in the same world at all.
Chu Siqi pursed her lips and suddenly found a Rolls-Royce parked at the door, but the car did not drive in, but stopped as soon as it reached the intersection.
Then Feng Nanshu, dressed in fairy-like clothes, got out of the car, holding a dog in her hand. The dog was dressed up carefully and had a red hydrangea hanging around its neck.
The rich young lady is fully equipped today, with Jiang Qin's heirloom in her hands and a 208 boss lady badge on her chest.
She was still not used to such crowded scenes, but she didn't want to miss Jiang Qin's joy at all.
So as the proprietress, she stood outside the bustling crowd and watched, her eyes following Jiang Qin as he moved around, never leaving for a moment.
At this moment, Wei Lanlan, who was standing next to the fountain, saw Feng Nanshu in the corner, then she exclaimed "Ah", called out "Madam Boss", and ran over immediately, and the other members of 208 followed closely behind.
Chu Siqi looked at this scene for a long time without saying a word, but she felt sour in her heart again.
When it was almost noon, the etiquette lady in cheongsam came on stage holding a pair of scissors and a red silk ribbon. The leaders also came to the scene after some courtesy. The rich lady was also led up by Jiang Qin and held a pair of pink scissors, which looked quite scary.
But only Professor Yan did not come up, but quietly moved to a corner.
Jiang Qin did not see this scene, but at the host's call, he made the first cut, and then cut the red silk together with everyone else.
"Boss, Professor Yan didn't seem to come up just now."
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Hearing Wen Jinrui's reminder, Jiang Qin turned to look at the audience and found Professor Yan standing at the back of the crowd, smiling at him peacefully, with a look of relief on his face.
Jiang Qin was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something. Then he said, "Let's continue."
"OK."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Guangyu, who was standing at the gate, ran towards the door at a rapid speed, and then a burst of crackling firecrackers rang out.
Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao also stood on the right side of the gate, one on each side, peeling off the red silk covering the doorplate.
These three guys looked really excited, their mouths were grinning wider than Jiang Qin's.
After the firecrackers stopped going off, six trucks from Wanzhong Shopping Mall drove in one after another. All of them had big red flowers on the front of the trucks, and inside the trucks were a full set of tables, chairs, benches, and various office appliances.
While the workers were moving things into the house, Jiang Qin came to the stage and found Professor Yan.
"Why doesn't the professor go and cut the ribbon?"
Professor Yan was silent for a while before speaking: "Ziqing can't hold on any longer."
He was a very old-fashioned scholar, even a somewhat eccentric one, but he always treated his students like a teacher and a father.
He regards Ye Ziqing as his favorite student, and Jiang Qin as well. He came here today to congratulate Jiang Qin, but he couldn't go up and cut the ribbon happily because his other student was still in dire straits.
"At least Senior Sister Ye has proved with her actions that the collapse of Jiuhui.com was not due to your advice, but her own lack of ability. Look at me, I was also taught by you, so why am I as handsome as Daniel Wu and so rich?"
Professor Yan looked at him with amusement and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't teach you anything except helping you with the formalities and writing the letter of introduction. You can get to this point by relying on your own ability."
Jiang Qin grinned, took out the red cloth he had just put in his pocket, and handed over the scissors: "Without a master to guide you, it's useless no matter how skilled you are. Cut it, professor. I will never tell Senior Ye."
"No more cutting, no more cutting."
"Give me a cut, Professor."
Professor Yan was dizzy and could only say "okay, okay", then picked up the scissors and cut quickly.
After watching Professor Yan leave, Jiang Qin couldn't help but sigh.
It has been a month since the group buying industry exchange conference. Under the constant pressure from Lashou.com and Nuomi.com, Suixintuan's market share has fallen to the point where it cannot fall any further.
At the same time, more second-tier websites also rushed in, eroding the market in surrounding areas, giving a feeling of everyone pushing down the wall when it falls.
The most important thing is that when Sui Xin Tuan’s decline became more and more serious and its market share plummeted, they could no longer raise money, and could not even offer discounts. They had already reached the end of their rope.
The iteration of the Internet is so rapid. It can lift you to great heights or shatter you to pieces.
From its high spirits in March to its sad elimination in November, the elimination of Sui Xin Tuan also marks that the entire group buying industry will enter the final sprint stage.
Jiang Qin stretched and suddenly found Feng Nanshu coming over. She took out a thick red envelope from her bag with a cute and obedient expression.
"Brother, congratulations on your prosperity."
"We don't give red envelopes when we cut the ribbon in Linchuan."
Feng Nanshu still stuffed it into his arms, and then patted him twice: "Give it to me if you want it."
Jiang Qin picked it up and looked at it. It was a thick stack. "Why did you give so much?"
"You can only take so much, if you want more, you'd better take it."
"????"
Feng Nanshu suddenly stretched out his two hands in front of Jiang Qin, stared at the red envelope he had just given out and said, "Brother, give me two hundred yuan."
Jiang Qin couldn't keep up with her train of thought: "What is this operation?"
"I'm going to buy something over there, but I'll give you the money."
Following the finger of the rich young lady, Jiang Qin spotted Song Qingqing and her group: "What can I buy from them?"
"I heard that Zhuang Chen has five boxes of mooncakes. I want to buy some."
Jiang Qin was amused by her serious expression: "Why did you buy his mooncakes? We don't want them. Be obedient. When I'm free, I'll take you to buy other mooncakes."
Feng Nanshu glanced at him and said, "I want the kind that will fall apart."
As they were talking, Wei Lanlan came over with a document in her hand: "Boss, the fourth and fifth rounds of marketing brands have been selected."
"So fast?" Jiang Qin took it and took a look. "A large part of them are foreign brands."
"Linchuan has carefully selected three rounds, and the rest are of poor quality. We can only choose foreign brands. But don't worry, the agreements between these brands and us have already been signed."
Jiang Qin handed the document back and said, "Change the marketing path and let them quickly expand into second- and third-tier cities. Group buying websites are going to expand into lower-tier cities. We need to burn their money and make our own brand famous. Group buying will make a feint attack from behind and be ready to shrink our front line at any time."
Wherever the group buying war is fought, the market there will be the hottest. In this case, as long as the marketing is done well, it is not difficult to take advantage of this fire to incubate a few brands.
Wei Lanlan understood that the boss wanted to use the flames of group buying to push Xihanheqing's closed business loop to a whole new level, then connect to group buying, then incubate, and then connect...
(End of this chapter)
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