Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn? Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Feng Nanshu: I am the gift

 At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Youqin was sitting on the sofa at Hongrong Home in Jeju City. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was not happy.

The quilt that had been taken out early to dry was also thrown on the sofa. The atmosphere was slightly solemn, and Jiang Zhenghong couldn't help but be a little cautious when pouring tea, looking a little bit sneaky.

Jiang Qin has grown up under their eyes since he was a child. Although he lived on campus for a while, he would usually go home for lunch.

 But after he got to college, his son suddenly left home, leaving only the couple living in the family. It takes time to get used to it.

Especially since the summer vacation, Jiang Qin has become extremely independent, as if he no longer needs his parents or even living expenses, which makes the process of getting used to it extremely long.

My mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles. Knowing that he is in school can reduce her worries, but Yuan Youqin will inevitably feel worried when he goes out for a walk during the holiday.

 Especially for women of this age, their nerves are very sensitive.

 “Let's have a cup of tea and calm down. Didn't he tell you everything? There are serious things to do.”

Yuan Youqin took the tea cup and took a sip: "I want to see what gift this brat can give me!"

Jiang Zhenghong raised his head and glanced at his mother-in-law, thinking that a woman is a woman. Although she looked angry on the surface, she was still secretly looking forward to gifts from her son, but she didn't know if I had any gifts.

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on Jiang's door. Before Jiang Zhenghong could react, Yuan Youqin had already run to open the door.

Feng Nanshu was standing outside the door cheerfully. When he saw Yuan Youqin, he immediately called her aunt sweetly.

“Nan Shu? Isn't Jiang Qin not coming back? Why are you here?”

Feng Nanshu stood obediently and said softly: "Jiang Qin said I was a gift."

Yuan Youqin was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself that the dog son has some moral integrity, so he was sure that I like this little girl, right: "Come on, come on, come in quickly, don't stand outside the door."

"good."

Feng Nanshu walked into the house, opened the shoe cabinet with ease, took out his own slippers and put them on. Even Yuan Youqin felt a little dazed when he saw this scene, as if he really had an extra daughter.

Jiang Zhenghong also walked over at this time. He heard a soft voice from his uncle and understood immediately.

 Oh, that's what sentimental gifts are like.

Yuan Youqin poured a glass of water for Feng Nanshu, patted Jiang Zhenghong and whispered: "Your son is capable. If he doesn't come back by himself, send Nanshu back to coax me."

"Zhimu Mo Ruozi, he knew you were doing this. Look, you guessed it right, didn't you? You almost got wrinkles from laughing, but this brat is so incompetent, why don't I have a gift? "

Jiang Zhenghong was expressing his opinion when he suddenly saw Feng Nanshu take out a CD from his bag: "Uncle, this is a gift from Jiang Qin to you."

"Is there really a gift from me? What's in it?" Jiang Zhenghong took it and asked curiously.

 “There is a handsome big bear inside.”

Jiang Zhenghong was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, what is a big bear? Animal world disc? I used to love watching it, but if this brat doesn't come home, why don't you give him something valuable? Each of these gifts is weirder than the last.

The family of two has been living in a lonely place for a long time, but the arrival of Feng Nanshu immediately livened up the atmosphere in the Jiang family.

Yuan Youqin was still depressed at first, but she immediately became energetic and hurriedly went to the balcony to collect the quilts. She arranged Jiang Qin's room in a way that Feng Nanshu liked and wanted to keep her at home for a few days.

The little rich woman had lived in Jiang Qin's house for a while, so she didn't feel too restrained when she came here. No matter where Yuan Youqin went, she would follow her in her slippers, help put on quilts, water the flowers and plants, and her main theme was "I Very well-behaved" character.

Yuan Youqin's depression was mostly cleared away, but she still couldn't help but get angry when she thought of Jiang Qin not coming back from vacation.

“Actually, it's better that we get used to this kind of life sooner.”

Jiang Zhenghong was lying in front of the TV cabinet at this time, groping around behind with one hand, looking for the power supply of the DVD player that had not been used for a long time, and casually expressed relief.

Yuan Youqin felt puzzled after listening to it: "Where can I go?"

“He is still in college and has winter and summer vacations. He can still stay at home for one or two months every year. But if he goes to work in the future, sometimes he may not even have the chance to come back for the New Year.”

 “You won't come back for the New Year? We need him for the Spring Festival Gala!”

Jiang Zhenghong touched a plug, pulled it out, took a look, and said at the same time: "Do you remember Brother Cao from our unit? His son is working out of town now. He didn't come back during the Chinese New Year last year. He also sent his daughter-in-law back to comfort him. .”

Yuan Youqin glanced at him sideways: "Aside from comparing Nan Shu to a daughter-in-law, your sentence makes no sense. You don't go home during the New Year, and you have even lost the traditional culture."

Feng Nanshu sat obediently next to him, with a silly expression on his face, as if he didn't understand anything, but in fact, he was sending out good guy cards randomly in his mind, and one person was sending out several cards in a row.

"You bitch, you just like to contradict me. I won't argue with you." Jiang Zhenghong plugged in the power and pressed the eject button: "This DVD player has been idle for more than two years. I didn't expect it to still be usable."

While he was talking, he took out the disc from the soft plastic protective sleeve, stuffed it into the disc compartment and sent it in. In less than a second, the picture came out of the TV.

“Dear gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Linchuan Business Gang·First Station Marketing Plan Q&A and On-site Signing Conference hosted by the Linchuan Municipal Government…”

“Next, I would like to invite Jiang Qin, a young entrepreneur from Linchuan and leader of the Linchuan Business Gang, to take the stage to speak for everyone.”

As the playback progressed, Jiang Zhenghong's expression gradually became dazed, and he even rubbed his eyes twice, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar with Jiang Qin in the picture.

 Damn it, why don't we have a holiday during the Chinese New Year? My son doesn't seem to have to go to work at all in the future!

At the same time, Jiang Qin had already boarded a plane to Shanghai. Accompanying him were Sun Zhi, director of the commercial department of the group group division, and Deng Yuan, director of the marketing department of the group group group.

Sun Zhi, as a former health care product lecturer, came to discuss business with him this time, while Deng Yuan, as a participant in the local promotion group, was temporarily transferred from the local promotion site this time and needed to understand Jiang Qin in advance. The layout of the group.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the three people landed in Shanghai. As soon as they left the airport, they saw people sent by Qin Zhihuan. They were wearing suits and white gloves. They held signs warmly welcoming Mr. Jiang's visit and took three bags with them. bouquet of flowers.

To be honest, Jiang Qin only notified He Yijun when he came this time, and he was nominally accompanying He Yijun, but Qin Zhihuan was obviously given enough face to be able to do this.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qin was taken to the Kaibin Hotel. Qin Zhihuan and He Yijun were already waiting in a banquet hall.

Abalone, sea cucumber, lobster, sashimi, all kinds of delicacies were placed on the table, with white mist formed by dry ice popping out around it. It didn't matter whether it tasted good or not, but the ostentation was already sufficient.

“Mr. Jiang, you have traveled thousands of miles to come to Shanghai. It's really hard. I'd like to toast you a drink.” Qin Zhihuan, as the host, stood up and picked up the wine glass.

"Mr. Qin, you're welcome. I'm just here to join in the fun, and it's not hard work."

Jiang Qin took away the wine in the glass and came to He Yijun's side: "How is it? How does it feel?"

“I've seen it, and it's more reliable than I thought.” He Yijun affirmed.

Jiang Qin was a little surprised: "You have come to this conclusion, so why do you ask me to do it?"

"You are a **** compared to me. I can't tell, but maybe you can."

 “Damn it, I didn't know for a moment whether you were praising me or hurting me.”

Jiang Qin complained, sat up straight and started to show off the food with chopsticks. He slept all afternoon, ate a small steamed dumpling and then got on the plane. He hadn't eaten until now, so he was really a little hungry.

After finishing the meal, a few people exchanged greetings and called it quits. Jiang Qin wiped his mouth, thinking he could have some other entertainment, but as soon as he left the banquet hall, he was taken to a suite on the top floor.

Shouldn't those businessmen wash their feet or something after eating? Have the businessmen in Shanghai lost this excellent traditional culture?

How can you succeed in this business if your feet are not washed?

Jiang Qin felt that his first impression was indeed correct. Qin Zhihuan was more likely to be an intellectual than a businessman, and he didn't even understand this unspoken rule.

But the next second, he began to feel lucky that he was not forced to wash his feet, because his father's phone call suddenly came in.

 In fact, regarding the matter of business, Jiang Qin has been taking vaccinations with his parents, and the gifts and red envelopes he usually gives are gradually increasing. The main item is a frog boiled in warm water, so as not to surprise them too much.

He knows his parents well. Both of them are honest and conscientious. They are more resistant to starting a business than they agree with it. He didn't tell them at the beginning because he was afraid that they wouldn't understand.

But even though he had been vaccinated in advance, the press conference on the disc still shocked Jiang Zhenghong.

Jiang Qin had no choice but to go through his entire entrepreneurial timeline for them. The other party was silent for a full three minutes before he could barely absorb the information that Boss Jiang said.

“No wonder you always say that you work for hundreds of people, but it turns out that hundreds of people are working for you?” Jiang Zhenghong suddenly realized.

Jiang Qin coughed: "We are a team, supporting each other, going through ups and downs, they work for me, I am actually working for them, but I earn a little more than them."

Jiang Zhenghong was silent for a moment: "It's your mother's turn to answer the phone. I need time to digest it."

Jiang Qin opened his mouth: "Follow me, dad."

After he finished speaking, he put the phone receiver away from his ear, fearing that his mother's Hedong lion roar would knock him out. However, to her surprise, her mother's reaction was relatively calm, and she just asked him to pay attention to his health outside and give him time. Go home more often.

 Hey, it seems that the little rich woman has really taken control of my mother. She is just like a cute little beast that eats anger.

 (End of this chapter)

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