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

Chapter 150 My Little Hand Is Cold

After returning from Wanzhong Mall, Jiang Qin stayed in 208 and never went out.

The preheating of the content group has already begun, and many registered users have already known about Pintuan, a product that will be launched soon. After further guidance, various discussions and opinions have been pouring in.

Some people are concerned about delivery, some people are concerned about quality issues, and some people want to know how much the discount will be.

Jiang Qin's response policy is not to respond too much for the time being, and everything will wait until the moment it goes online, and the content team will answer it in the way of rainbow farts.

"Boss, people from the school office are here to deliver the goods. There are brand new computers and heaters in the car!"

"Hurry up, pick up the goods, use both hands!"

Jiang Qin ran out following Wen Jinrui's voice, and saw a group of workers marching into the entrepreneurial base carrying computers, water dispensers, and heaters.

On Friday, the temperature dropped sharply and a cold wave hit.

When he got up to wash in the morning, Jiang Qin found that the undrained water in the mop pool had frozen.

Standing outside, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the white mist was dense.

The location of the entrepreneurial base is relatively remote, and the heating heat is not as good as that of the teaching building. Therefore, the three heaters supported by the school have come in handy to make up for the defect that the heating is not too hot.

Cao Xinyue moved here with Hong Yan and Tang Lin under the pretext of doing a PowerPoint presentation, but in fact, she just wanted to use a heater.

Not long after, Professor Yan also ran over, wrapped in a blanket, and stopped leaving after staying.

The heating pipes are arranged in N-type series. The hot water is pressed from the heat pipes to the roof, and then flows from the roof to the downstairs by gravity. Therefore, when the whole building is not warm, the water outlet area on the first floor is often the best. cold.

Professor Yan is an old man who can't stand the cold, but has a weird personality and doesn't want to take advantage of the school.

Thus, the 08 version of "rubbing heat" came into being.

208 originally had sixteen employees, plus four in the head office, now there are twenty people.

A lot of people is not necessarily lively, but warmth is true.

The old professor sat across from Jiang Qin, made a pot of tea, squinted his eyes, put on reading glasses and began to read the newspaper leisurely.

Others stared at the computer for a while and said nothing for a long time. Although the atmosphere was quiet, everyone could feel a clear sense of urgency.

Perhaps because of the heat of breathing, or the temperature of the heater, or the steam from Professor Yan's teapot, the windows of 208 are already covered with white mist.

"Boss, people from Wanzhong Mall have called, and they want to change the delivery time from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m. the next day."

Jiang Qin raised his head expressionlessly: "Who made the call? How could he not give face to the first learning stars of Linda University?"

"One of the supervisors of the cargo department, surnamed Zhang, said that during the festival, the manpower is too tight to be busy." Dong Wenhao said with his head raised.

"What are you talking about with them? If you have any questions, don't ask the superior to respond, but call the partner? We are a business-to-business cooperation, and He Yijun's appointed contact person is Yue Zhu. Unless it is Yue Zhu's request, everything else will not be accepted. .”

"Then what if Manager Yue agrees? Do you really want to change the time?"

Jiang Qin waved his hand: "It must be that Yue Zhu didn't agree, they came to discuss it with us in private, you tell them, it's okay to change the time, I'll report to Manager Yue right away, and they should get out of trouble .”

Dong Wenhao dubiously took out his mobile phone, and returned the call according to Jiang Qin's intention, saying that he wanted to report to Manager Yue, but the supervisor surnamed Zhang immediately changed his words, saying that Manager Yue was busy with affairs, so don't bother, and make an appointment as before. Let's deliver it at the right time, we can free up our own hands.

"Boss, they won't change the time again." Dong Wenhao was shocked.

"In the future, there will be many such things. The king of Hades is easy to see, and the little devil is difficult to deal with. After the decision-making is implemented layer by layer, people in each link will have different ideas. Don't give everyone's face, so it is easy to be pushed on the nose. Face."

After the words fell, Professor Yan couldn't help but looked up at Jiang Qin, and the doubts in his heart became deeper.

He still doesn't understand where Jiang Qin's sharp eyes that can penetrate from the surface to the essence come from.

He's just, it's impossible for him to really struggle in the field of human relationships, he's really crazy.

"School of Finance, what are you teaching now?" Professor Yan asked suddenly.

Jiang Qin raised his head: "I don't know."

"?????"

"What is a class?" Jiang Qin looked blank.

Professor Yan pursed his mouth, took a sip from his teacup, and stopped talking.

At this time, Tang Lin also secretly watched Jiang Qin, compared him with Xue Gang, and suddenly found that Xue Gang's glorious image as the student union chairman had become a bit weak.

Jiang Qin really has a unique temperament, which seems to be different from the college boys she knows.

At the first meeting, Tang Lin felt that Jiang Qin was just a little handsome.

But this time, Tang Lin felt that he seemed to be shining, and gradually understood why he became the target of the school beauties.

A boy like this, you don’t think he is so glamorous from the outside, but after getting in touch with him, you will find that he must know a lot of things that you don’t, and he has a lot of things in his mind.

"Everyone work hard, I'll go out and do other things."

"Boss, do you want to help?"

"No, I'm the boss. It's my responsibility to lead the battle. Leave the most difficult task to me!"

Jiang Qin's eyes deepened a lot, and then resolutely left from 208 to pick up Feng Nanshu in the girls' dormitory.

The class reunion of Class [-] of Finance is tonight, and the debate final of Linchuan University is also tonight.

Once downstairs, the girls from 503 came down in all their splendor. All six of them were dressed up exquisitely. Even Wang Haini, who was relatively withdrawn, changed into a ladylike khaki windbreaker.

Feng Nanshu is the prettiest, and she is still the goddess Fan with aura of aura. When she walked down the stairs, she was very cold, but when she saw Jiang Qin downstairs, her eyes became bright in an instant.

"Jiang Qin."

Feng Nanshu called these two words in a soft and pleasant tone.

"Is it cold to wear like this?" Jiang Qin squeezed her coat to test the thickness.

The little rich woman shook her head and pulled the clothes inside: "It's not cold, the sweater inside is thick."

"Jiang Qin, you really don't want to go to the party with us?"

Gao Wenhui also came out from the door of the building at this time.

"There are other activities tonight, you just go and play, Feng Nanshu will leave it to me."

When the little rich woman heard these words, she couldn't help but raised her head, her clear eyes shone with a gleam of joy.

Gao Wenhui felt a little regretful, not that Jiang Qin didn't go, after all, it was a reunion of Class [-] and had nothing to do with Class [-], but everyone knew that Feng Nanshu didn't go where Jiang Qin didn't go.

She remembered a common saying, which is called water thrown by a married girl.

Feng Nanshu now seems to be a married girl from the fourth class, she is really a husband and wife.

Afterwards, the two groups of people parted ways, one group went to the school gate to take a taxi, and the other group went on the flyover to the central auditorium of the East School.

It was very cold in the evening. Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu walked slowly on the overpass. In the gradually darkening sky, the cold air coming out of their mouths became more and more obvious.

"Jiang Qin, I'm cold."

Feng Nanshu was wearing a pair of lambskin boots with fluff, and there was a rattling sound on the overpass.

"Didn't you just say you weren't cold?"

Feng Nanshu stretched out his hand from his sleeve blankly: "My little hands are icy cold, try it if you don't believe me."

"Hey, who made me a warm and kind person since I was a child."

Jiang Qin spoke seriously, and grabbed her soft little hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"My other little hand is also cold." Feng Nan said softly.

another one?
Put it in my pocket too?

Wouldn't that be a hug?
"Warm this one first, and I'll change the side for you later." Jiang Qin's main point is that he doesn't want to eat oil and salt.

"Oh."

Feng Nanshu snorted expressionlessly, looking colder than this early winter night.

The winter evening was very short. When the two of them walked halfway to the overpass, the lighting suddenly turned on, and the cold light shone down, making the figures of the two people longer and longer, and the white mist that drifted away with their breathing became obvious. up.

An on-campus photographer was standing on the flyover at this time. He couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the backs of the two, and then raised his camera to take a picture.

After a while, Jiang Qin brought Feng Nanshu to the central auditorium. The entrance of the auditorium was brightly lit, and the contestants and spectators who came to participate in the debate were entering the arena one by one.

Zhuang Siyu was organizing the students to maintain order at the gate, and walked over after seeing Jiang Qin.

"Student, your seat has been arranged, in the second row in 2012 and 2013."

"Has the debate been changed?"

"You go in and take a look."

Jiang Qin led Feng Nanshu into the auditorium, looked down from a high place, and found two banners hanging above the stage.

One is the sponsorship banner of the forum, and the other is the debate topic of this competition.

Pros: If the ending is bad, you should enjoy the process
Cons: There's no need to start if the ending is bad

Jiang Qin took a deep breath, pulled Feng Nanshu towards the seat, and saw Zhang Baiqing before he got there, and besides Zhang Baiqing, there was another face he knew but not too familiar with, that was Yao Yanling, the president of the literature club .

Yao Yanling didn't expect Jiang Qin to appear here, her face changed slightly, a little unnaturally.

She angrily scolded Shi Miaomiao back then, saying that what she wrote was rubbish and worthless. As a result, Shi Miaomiao has now become the author with the most fans on the forum.

At the beginning, because Jiang Qin accepted Shi Miaomiao's manuscript, she directly forced the members to stop cooperating with Zhihu. As a result, Jiang Qin appeared in Linchuan Youth Daily and even became a sponsor of the debate competition.

In just three months, everything happened so fast that it was almost embarrassing for this domineering senior who said nothing.

She watched Jiang Qin approaching, and felt that he would definitely greet her and say hello to senior sister, but she didn't know how to respond.

In the next second, Jiang Qin really spoke.

"Principal Zhang, seeing you again, my eyes filled with tears."

(End of this chapter)