Chapter 727: Jiang Qin's True Family
As the Spring Festival approaches, Jeju is covered with heavy snow. The whole city is wrapped in silver, which is extremely enchanting.
People rushing to work are breathing hot air and walking in a hurry in the snow, while students rushing to school are neither hurried nor slow, and they have to make a snowball and toss it in their hands.
This little-known, slow-paced town has a unique flavor in this season.
The construction of Jeju's new urban area was fully launched in 2009 and was completely completed by the middle of 2014. The newly planned commercial area, residential area and school district have been put into use.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire urban area is a 30-story building, standing in the north center of the new urban area, with six large characters "Group Buying Customer Service Center" written on it.
In addition to this building, there is a park not far away with the doorplate engraved with "Group Buying Transit Logistics Park".
These two industrial parks have brought nearly 10,000 jobs to Jeju, solving the problem of many people having to leave their hometowns to work. At the same time, they have also rapidly revitalized the new urban area and catalyzed the development of surrounding businesses.
At this time, the midday sun was much hotter, dispersing the mist that had been floating since early morning and spreading golden light on the snow.
The municipal department's snowplow appeared on the roadside, and the rotating broom head swept the snow to the sides of the road sprinkled with coarse salt, accelerating the melting.
At the intersection, workers began to set up New Year's signs for the Year of the Sheep.
At this time, a black Maybach came down from the highway intersection, slowly moved forward along Jinshan Avenue, and crossed the overlapping area between the old and new cities.
Jiang Qin sat in the back of the car, silently looking at the report in his hand.
Bibi moved quickly in the Jinling market, grabbing almost 30 percent of the market share, and its business circle has spread all the way to Xingcheng.
Kuaidi's business in Tianjin and its surrounding areas has also become stable, and the taxi market has in disguise entered an era of three-way competition.
In addition, with the launch of Yu'ebao and the traffic brought by the Double Eleven Shopping Festival, the number of Alipay users has indeed increased sharply, and its word-of-mouth, Fliggy and Taopiaopiao have all achieved quite good business growth.
But Jiang Qin knew that this was just the beginning.
Just like in a war, the vanguard team makes the first contact, then separates, and what follows is a massive battle between thousands of troops.
It is not appropriate to shed blood during the Spring Festival. Everyone slows down their pace, packs up and prepares for the New Year, but the pent-up energy will be fully released in the coming year.
“Apple plans to invest in Beep?”
"There is news circulating, but I think it is half true and half false. It is also possible that the other party deliberately spread the rumor."
Jiang Qin put down the document in his hand and took out another one.
This was sent by the market research team after unified compilation. They went to Singapore, Thailand, South Korea and Hong Kong in August and went through five months of field investigation. They have now returned to China.
This is a thick document, and it contains the research team’s business thinking based on what they saw and heard.
This includes analysis of market entry points, ranking of popular stores, selection of partners and division of business circles in the way Chinese businessmen are accustomed to, as well as possible risks and challenges.
"I wonder if Old Dai was caned?"
"No, I heard that he quit smoking not long after he went to Singapore because cigarettes in Singapore are too expensive, about eighty or ninety-one packs, and they're as hard to smoke as hay."
"Okay, let them have a good rest."
"Okay boss, happy new year."
"Happy New Year, Lanlan."
Jiang Qin put down his phone and stretched, then saw Feng Nanshu holding her baby daughter, looking out through the window, with snow and sunshine reflected in her eyes.
After the two got married, the young rich woman started to prepare for childbirth, then gave birth to the baby and stayed in confinement after the baby was born. She didn't go back to Jeju for half a year. This was her first time back, and her mood was definitely different.
After all, she used to stroll around the community and tell everyone she met that she was from Jiang Qin's family. Now she is really Jiang Qin's family, and her sense of belonging must be stronger.
What's more, she was holding her daughter in her arms.
As if noticing that the call was hung up, Feng Nanshu couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Jiang Qin: "Brother, I seem to have walked this road before."
"Of course I have. Isn't this the road I took you home for the New Year's Eve dinner?"
"Really?"
Jiang Qin pointed out the window: "Remember that Red Star Supermarket? You insisted on going there to buy gifts for my parents. I told you that they wouldn't be open during the Chinese New Year, and you got so nervous that you kept biting your lip."
Feng Nanshu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said with a stern face: "I didn't expect you to suddenly turn around here and take me home."
"I just had this sudden impulse. I don't want you to spend the New Year alone."
At this time, the driver driving in front understood the hint and gradually slowed down the speed, making his career path wider and broader.
The street scenes during the day and at night are very different, but after Jiang Qin's reminder, Feng Nanshu quickly found the familiar feeling, and then couldn't help but think of that bright New Year's Eve.
That night they made an appointment to go to Nanhe to watch the fireworks. It was the first time that the rich girl was asked out at night, so she stared at the sun the whole day, wondering why it hadn't set yet.
When the sun finally set, she changed into her best clothes and couldn't wait to go out.
On the gorgeous river bank, Jiang Qin asked her if there was a New Year's Eve dinner to eat, and said that only eating with family is called a New Year's Eve dinner. As a result, she stubbornly said yes, but she didn't expect that Jiang Qin suddenly turned a corner on the way to send her home and took her back home.
This was the road we took that night.
The rich young lady on the road realized that Jiang Qin was going to take her home to meet his parents, and she almost panicked to death. Her face was shaky and her mind was blank.
Thinking about it now, it seemed that she wanted to marry Jiang Qin at that time.
If you don't want to get married, who would go home with a boy to have New Year's Eve dinner?
Then again, my brother also had some ulterior motives at that time. Otherwise, why would he have brought her home for the New Year's Eve dinner?
It was also from that time that Jiang Qin's family began to enjoy fame in Hongrong Home. Jiang Qin always wondered who spread this name, but the rich woman always denied it.
“So this is the road.”
Feng Nanshu responded in a cool and sassy manner, then turned to look at the window, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly in a corner where Jiang Qin couldn't see.
Soon, the car arrived at Hongrong Home, the wheels stopped turning, and slowly stopped.
When the uncles and aunts who were basking in the sun at the door saw this, they all stood up and looked at the car.
At this time, the door of the Maybach opened, Jiang Qin got out of the car, and led out his wife Xiaodai who was holding their daughter. The family of three stood on the snow.
Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong were in the crowd. They smiled and said a few words to the people next to them, and then the group of old men and women immediately came over.
"Mom, we're back."
"Are you tired from the journey?"
Feng Nanshu shook his head: "Fortunately, the baby didn't make any noise and was sleeping the whole time."
Yuan Youqin couldn't suppress her smile, and then she took Jiang Ainan from her arms and put her into her own arms.
Jiang Zhenghong stood by to protect her, fearing that his granddaughter would get bumped or hurt.
Seeing this, all the relatives and friends nearby leaned closer to see how beautiful the baby could be. After all, her mother was more beautiful than a star.
Coincidentally, Jiang Ainan woke up at this time. It was not known whether she was woken up by the noise or because she had slept enough. When she saw a group of adults, her watery eyes kept looking around and there were bubbles of saliva in her mouth.
"Youqin, your daughter Ainan is so pretty. Look at her little face, so chubby."
"Yes, his facial features are similar to Nan Shu, but his eyes are exactly the same as Jiang Qin's."
"It seems like just yesterday that Jiang Qin was a child, naked in the village, being chased by his third grandmother's chickens. I never expected that he has become a father in the blink of an eye."
When Feng Nanshu heard that Jiang Qin was chased by a chicken with his bare butt, a scene instantly appeared in his mind, but it was an adult version. So he looked at Jiang Qin in surprise, and inexplicably wanted to see it.
When Jiang Qin heard this, his face darkened, and he thought to himself why he was still mentioning this dark history.
"I want to see you running around the neighborhood with your naked butt." The rich young woman suddenly raised her head.
Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes: "You wish."
“I haven’t seen any.”
"I told you it was when we were kids. Hongrong Home hadn't moved yet, there wasn't even this community, and I didn't know you."
Feng Nanshu blinked his clear eyes: "If only you had kidnapped me when I was a child..."
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: "Why do you say I look like a human trafficker?"
The rich girl attended elementary and junior high school in Shanghai, and transferred here on the eve of high school, so she couldn't help but think, what would it have been like if she had lived with her brother when she was a child, carrying a small schoolbag to and from school every day, and then going home with her brother for dinner.
Then they were childhood sweethearts, and she stuck to him until they got married.
Afterwards, Jiang Qin took the little rich woman's hand and walked back home on the soft snow. The heating in the house was very hot, and there was still a wedding character on the window that had not been taken down.
This was posted when they got married, and the four-piece suit in the bridal room is still bright red.
Feng Nanshu took off his shoes, put on slippers, and walked into the living room, strolling back and forth like a Persian cat, as if patrolling his territory.
They live in a villa in Shanghai, which has perfect greenery and a beautiful lake with green willows, but the rich woman is still nostalgic for this small hometown.
After all, Hongrong Home is her first home in the true sense.
(End of this chapter)
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