Chapter 466 The little rich woman seems to be deceiving me
In fact, there is no shortage of neighbors who need help everywhere, but it depends on the level of skill.
In the early morning of the first day after New Year's Eve, many relatives from Linchuan drove to Jeju to pay New Year's greetings. They brought a lot of gifts and prepared many auspicious words, far more than last year.
This is mainly because after the popularity of group buying was hyped up by major websites with huge investments, the "rich relatives" in Linchuan truly realized how huge an industry Jiang Qin was running.
In addition, Jiang Qin found a job for Lin Ling, the daughter of Lin Dehuai, and her salary had been raised twice, which made many relatives feel incredible.
Relatives who have unemployed young people at home are the most active, and many want to change jobs. Jiang Qin's small home is simply not enough for them to sit, but even if they open the door and stand in the corridor, they are happy.
"Cao Ran, hurry up and get up. I'll take you to visit some friends."
"Visiting people again? What's so good about visiting those people? If you want to go, go by yourself. I won't go."
"What do you know? We haven't had any contact with them for several years. We have an excuse to visit them during the New Year. If we go to them for no reason, they may not even pay attention to us."
While dressing up, Ding Qiaoyun gave earnest instructions to her daughter who was lying in the bedroom.
Cao Ran got up from the bed with a speechless look on his face: "Go to the one on the fifth floor again?"
"Let's go again. That's a Rolls-Royce. If that doesn't work, we can go to Linchuan after the New Year. There are more wealthy relatives there, and they have a better relationship with me. Do you remember your Aunt Rong? I have to call her cousin. Her family has a lot of connections in Linchuan."
“It’s so annoying.”
Ding Qiaoyun pretended not to hear her daughter's complaints, urged her to get dressed, and then left the house.
As soon as the door opened, the mother and daughter were stunned, because they found a group of people standing at the door, all wearing brand new clothes and holding various gifts.
This was not what surprised them the most. What was more surprising was that these people's faces were not unfamiliar to Ding Qiaoyun.
"Sister Rong... Sister Rong? Why are you in Jeju?"
"Oh, Qiao Yun, I heard yesterday that you were back. I haven't seen you for so many years, but you haven't aged at all!"
Ding Qiaoyun immediately smiled brightly, thinking: "Come on, look, you brought something with you."
"Ah? No, we came to Jiang Qin's house to wish him a happy New Year." The woman with the afro hair calmly put the gift behind her.
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Ding Qiaoyun opened her mouth and said, "This is the third floor, and their home is on the fifth floor."
"I know, but there are too many people here and we have to queue up. I guess we won't be able to talk until lunch. How about this, I'll come to your place tonight and sit with you."
Ding Qiaoyun swallowed her saliva, turned her head and looked, and found that the people squatting, standing and sitting on the stairs, at the corners and on the steps seemed to be the relatives from Linchuan whom she remembered.
Seeing this scene, the mother and daughter looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
Their family used to be considered wealthy, but they had never seen such a lively scene. What does it mean to have people lining up to come to the door? What exactly does Jiang Qin's family do?
At this time, Jiang Qin had already escaped from home under the pretext of going out to pay New Year's greetings, and squatted at the street corner with Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan.
"Uncle, where is my aunt?"
"My mom kept me at home to entertain guests, just to show off my good friend."
Jiang Qin stood on the curb and said, "On the first day of the year before last, the little rich woman went to Shanghai to pay New Year's greetings. Last year, her aunt came again. Relatives and friends didn't see her the first two times, so my mother insisted that she show up this year."
He imagined it and felt that a socially anxious young rich woman like her would definitely tremble in fear in that kind of environment, and then look confused when asked questions, foolishly hoping that he would go back to protect her.
This is what happens when you spend New Year’s Eve at your best friend’s house just because you’re cute!
As they were talking, Guo Zihang ran over from the other side and pointed excitedly at the park across the street: "There's a layer of ice on the lake in that park. Let's go break it up. If we go too late, someone else will break it up!"
Boys are naturally hyperactive. As long as they see ice, they will stomp on it or make a hole in it, even if it is a cesspool.
"Forget it. I'm not going."
"ah?"
Jiang Qin crossed his arms: "My coat is new."
He was wearing a black down jacket today, with a light brown lapel lining, a turtleneck sweater and a handmade grey scarf. With his height of over 1.80 meters, he looked like Daniel Wu.
This piece of clothing has a great fit and simple design, and it is from the same brand as Feng Nanshu's short Moncler down jacket.
Yang Shuan looked up at him and said, "No wonder I've been squatting here for so long. You're always standing. Are you afraid of wrinkles? Not really."
"The little rich woman bought it for me."
"Oh, that's true, that's true..."
As they were talking, a large group of people suddenly came from the opposite side, led by Qin Ziang, the number one young man in Jeju. He shouted, "Where is the ice? Where is the ice?" and then led people into the park excitedly.
Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan's faces changed drastically, as if their beloved girl was about to be taken away by someone, and they immediately chased after him.
Jiang Qin sighed silently, followed him, and then found that a lot of people had gathered in the park, including a bunch of bad boys and many naughty girls.
Chu Siqi, Wang Huiru and Yu Shasha were all there, and they probably made an appointment to go out and play together.
After all, not many shops are open on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Apart from paying New Year's greetings, people just hang out with friends or classmates.
At this time, Jiang Qin walked in from the park gate, with his hands in his pockets, strolling leisurely, making the three girls unable to take their eyes off him.
Appearance can be described by the naked eye, but it is an extremely mysterious existence.
Jiang Qin now manages a company with nearly 2,000 employees, has a national market presence, and controls all the major brands in Linchuan. Naturally, he has a leadership temperament, which can be called the mature fatherly aura.
"I haven't seen my idol for a year. Why do I feel like he's so handsome?" Yu Shasha was extremely excited.
Wang Huiru blew a breath into her cold palms: "He is indeed very handsome. How come I didn't see him so charming in high school?"
"Actually, he's not much different from when he was in high school, but he lacks some of his current temperament."
"Yeah, it feels a bit like the long-legged uncle in Korean dramas."
Yu Shasha opened her eyes wide: "Wow, Huiru, you are so reserved, you like mature ones, right?"
Wang Huiru spat at him: "You are the one who is stuffy, I am just using a metaphor."
Hearing their conversation, Chu Siqi couldn't help but raise her eyes and stare at Jiang Qin who was standing by the frozen pool.
In fact, since the summer vacation after the college entrance examination that year, she has fallen into a state of self-confrontation, especially with Jiang Qin's growing halo, which caused her to become more and more lost.
But she had been staring at the flashing lights and had never really taken the time to look at Jiang Qin.
Looking at this person again at this moment, she found that the other person had become very unfamiliar. The feeling that everything had changed almost reached its peak at this moment.
At this moment, Qin Ziang's cousin came back with his brothers, carrying a lot of milk tea, and called everyone over.
There was a separate cup among them, which Qin Ziang picked up and handed to Jiang Qin.
The number one young master in Jeju is also a bit proud. His relationship with Jiang Qin was not good to begin with, but now that he suddenly realizes that Jiang Qin is his uncle, he feels embarrassed to be as shameless as Yang Shuan.
But he knew that it was because Jiang Qin had given their family the green light and connected their company with the government, so you had to show some goodwill.
So, Qin Ziang secretly put his goodwill into the cup of milk tea.
"What the hell, what is this? Eight Treasure Porridge?"
Jiang Qin looked at his cup of milk tea, his eyes full of shock.
How much toppings did they add? I can't even see any moisture. I can't suck it up. I can't suck it up at all.
"Aang, are you deliberately seeking revenge against my uncle?"
Qin Ziang stared at the cup of milk tea and said, "How did it become like this? My cousin is really fucking incompetent. You drink mine first, and I'll go buy another cup."
Jiang Qin was not going to be fooled: "Mr. Qin, please don't be like this. It would be boring if I were surrounded by people like this. Please be a little more arrogant."
"You, drink my cup, I'll go buy you another one!"
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Yang Shuan's face changed: "It's over, Lao Guo, we have a rival now."
Guo Zihang raised the Dragon King's smile: "He can only be the Third Prince."
Yu Shasha looked at Qin Ziang's departing figure and turned her head curiously: "I heard from the first class that Qin Ziang's father called you Mr. Jiang and said that you gave him a big project worth 2.3 billion. It turns out to be true?"
"I'm just a matchmaker. Oh, and by the way, it's time for you to pay your rent this year."
"Fuck, you are handsome and realistic at the same time, my man."
Jiang Qin sighed slightly: "I am no longer at the age where I think I can conquer the world just because I am handsome."
Chu Siqi couldn't help but look at Jiang Qin, and spoke as if she had mustered up all her courage: "Feng Nanshu...will you also spend the New Year at your house this year?"
"Yes, I came here during the holidays. I have been busy with my mother since the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, making dumplings and frying meatballs. I went back to the village with them to pray to our ancestors. Now she even knows where my ancestral grave is."
“…”
Chu Siqi looked at him and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a forced smile.
By noon, Jiang Qin felt that most of his relatives should have left, so he walked back to the community. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw the rich lady helping Yuan Youqin tidy up the coffee table. When she passed by him, the rich lady stopped and called him "brother" in a low voice.
"With so many relatives around, aren't you trembling?" Jiang Qin didn't understand.
Yuan Youqin came out from the kitchen at this time: "Why are you shaking? Everyone is praising Nanshu for being smart and generous."
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Jiang Qin looked at Feng Nanshu seriously and asked, "How many of these things have you lied to me about?"
Feng Nanshu was silent for a while: "Brother, I never lie to you."
"You lied to me and said you were socially anxious."
"I'm really socially anxious, but I'm not afraid in our home anymore."
(It’s the end of the month, please give me some monthly tickets)
(End of this chapter)
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