They are all reborn, who will fall in love?.

Chapter 115 You and Me Under the Marriage Tree

The southern suburbs are not far from the center of Linchuan.

Jiang Qin drove the Audi, carrying Feng Nanshu, confidently drove to the southwest, and then got lost without any accident.

Just kidding, I'm not a native of Linchuan, and I don't have car navigation. It's really difficult to find a small farmhouse base in the suburbs. What's more, the southwestern part of Linchuan is full of mountains and there are many forks in the road. A wrong intersection, the destination is a world of difference.

After a long while, Jiang Qin stopped the car and felt that he couldn't go any further. If he left again, he would be able to get back the Mahayana Dharma.

"arrive?"

"Well, it's almost there..."

The little rich woman looked out the window, thoughtfully at the fields full of stubble after the autumn harvest: "Oh, so this is a farmhouse."

"..."

Jiang Qin couldn't hold back anymore, got out of the car and asked a passer-by to ask for directions, and found that he had passed by, so he turned around and went back on the main road at the place where he turned in before, walked back for a kilometer, and finally saw I missed the intersection before, and then turned in, and finally arrived at Nanjiao Town.

Jiang Qin's impression of the farmhouse was still in the imagination of the fence, the yard and the dog, but it was not until he arrived.

This is actually a tourist town, built around a huge lake, which can barely be regarded as being surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the farmhouse is just a project in the town, providing accommodation and catering.

At this time, it happened to coincide with the autumn harvest festival in the town, and the streets were full of individual tourists nearby, bustling with each other.

Jiang Qin glanced back at Feng Nanshu, and found that the little rich woman had already started to look out the window.

The glass of the car window reflected her delicate face, as well as the eager curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

When they arrived at the yard of the farmhouse, Sunai, Lu Xuemei, Shi Miaomiao, and Wen Jinrui were picking vegetables, while Dong Wenhao, Lu Feiyu, and Chen Wenxing were lighting a fire in front of a large stove.

Several people watched the black Audi drive in, and immediately complained about the late arrival of the boss and his wife.

"Boss, you are here."

"The road accidentally took a detour, but it's not a big problem."

Jiang Qin parked the car, took the little rich woman to the yard, stood by and watched the few people busy.

It is said that this is an experience project of the farmhouse, called homemade dinner.

To put it simply, guests only need to pay an ingredient fee, and they can use the ingredients and venue provided by the farmhouse to experience the feeling of cooking at the farmhouse stove.

Jiang Qin asked for the price list from Shi Miaomiao, took a look at the above prices, and found that the prices of these ingredients were basically 2-3 times higher.

Damn, old capitalist.

It's really wonderful to charge a chicken that has been plucked for the price of a large plate of chicken.

"Boss, do you eat spicy food?"

"I can eat anything." Feng Nanshu is not picky at all.

Jiang Qin turned to look at her: "Have the rooms been allocated? Little rich woman, go and put down the bags first, and then come out to play."

"it is good."

"Miss Boss, I'll take you there!"

Shi Miaomiao stood up, flushed her hands on the faucet, and then led Feng Nanshu to the direction of the guest room.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Qin called Wei Lanlan and Tan Qing over, and explained to them about the Linchuan Science and Technology Big Milk Tea Shop.

The boss, Gao Dawei, is a hob meat, so he doesn't take oil and salt, but his position is really good, which is very beneficial to the promotion in the later stage.

In other words, if there is a chance to win it, it may save a lot of effort in the later stage.

Jiang Qin gave Wei Lanlan the phone number he wanted to call, and asked the people from the marketing team to call him one by one, using wheel tactics to grind that boss Gao's temper.

"Don't say who it is when you call, just say that you are self-employed and want to do some small business, ask him what is the lowest price, and cut it down according to 30.00%."

"So much?" Wei Lanlan was startled.

Jiang Qin nodded: "The price he asked was already high, 30.00% is not too much."

"Then what if he doesn't agree?"

"I personally went to talk about it but I didn't agree, and you probably won't be able to talk about it, but you still have to talk about it. At the same time, look for a few other positions as alternatives."

Wei Lanlan nodded, then took out her phone, saved the number, and handed it to Tan Qing.

Then Jiang Qin turned to look at Su Nai who was washing the mushrooms, and asked her if she had any thoughts about the group buying website.

"Boss, I've read the plan you sent me. I definitely can't do it by myself."

"Then recruit another team. You are more experienced in this matter, so I will delegate the authority to you and you will be fully responsible."

Jiang Qin's solution was direct violence, and he recruited people if he didn't have enough manpower. Anyway, after spending so much advertising money, he now has a lot of money in his pocket, and he speaks a lot harder.

Su Nai was very excited when he heard the word decentralization, but he didn't know that this is the art of the boss's speaking, letting you do all the work, and making you feel that you have great power.

Afterwards, a wave of cooking smoke rose from the small yard of the farmhouse, rising along the verdant ridge line, and gradually merged into the dusk sky, which made this trip a bit more peaceful and serene. .

Dong Wenhao turned into a chef, wielding a large spatula, and wanted to cook a home-style spicy chicken for everyone.

The streets outside are also very lively, densely packed with individual tourists strolling along the lake,

The little rich woman came out from the direction of the guest room, wearing a sweater with spliced ​​sleeves and a Chanel sky blue shoulder bag, looking smart and beautiful.

"Jiang Qin, take a walk."

Jiang Qin looked back at the direction of the stove: "Old Dong, remember to call me when you are eating, let's go out for a walk."

"Good boss!"

Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu out of the yard of the farmhouse, gathered in the crowd, and walked towards the lake.

The Autumn Harvest Festival is not a traditional festival, but a small town created to attract tourists, but there are indeed a lot of agricultural products and snacks on the street.

Such as roasted sweet potatoes, boiled peanuts, corn sticks, rice balls, popcorn and the like, in addition to handmade lanterns, handmade Maza and bamboo mats.

The little rich woman walked in front, her 1.7-meter-tall figure looked slim and fairy-like among the crowd, her clear and bright eyes were floating around, full of curiosity about the products on the booth.

When she was in Jeju, she hadn't even been to the Commodity City. Of course, this kind of farm town was like another world to her.

But as he was walking, Jiang Qin's eyes suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but stop.

At the end of the road is a huge evergreen tree with off-white bark and a lush crown. Its branches stretch out in all directions, and there are many fluttering red ribbons hanging on its branches, which looks like a little red among the green bushes.

Damn, marriage tree.

Jiang Qin was speechless. As long as there are tourists, there must be such things.

He planned to take Feng Nanshu another way, and then go around, but he didn't expect that the little rich woman had already found this red and green tree.

"Jiang Qin, what is that?"

"Uh, good friend tree, a kind of feudal superstition."

"Then I'll hang one for us!"

"..."

After a long while, Jiang Qin took the poor Feng Nanshu back to the yard, then asked the boss for a medicine box, and took out the iodophor inside.

He squeezed a cotton swab, dipped it in a little povidone iodine, then reached out and took off the little rich woman's shoes and socks, and wiped the wound on her ankle twice.

"I told you not to let you go, but you have to go, and you haven't hung up after a long time."

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Qin looked up at her.

Feng Nanshu looked away as if nothing had happened: "Actually, it doesn't hurt at all, just like an ant bite."

"Then you have the ability to turn your head around and show me?"

"Okay, it hurts, but I will dare next time."

"..."

"Jiang Qin, if the sign is not up, can we still be good friends for a lifetime?"

(End of this chapter)