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

Chapter 197

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Wu'an Mountain Temple Fair.

A huge crowd of people who set up stalls and came to play occupied half of the hill, while the open space at the foot of the hill was full of all kinds of private cars.

At this time, the taste of the New Year is getting stronger, and festive red is everywhere.

Even with the whiteness of the falling snow a few days ago, the mountains and the mountains are full of red and white, which is really beautiful.

Yang Jianguo specially applied for a booth at this temple fair, displaying Yang Ji's signboard, in order to cater to Jiang Qin's philosophy, so that the brand's influence can be quickly established in Jeju.

You must know that the temple fair has a large passenger flow, which is equivalent to some kind of exhibition or food festival. Not only Jeju, but even people from nearby cities will come to join in the fun.

If you want to attract new customers, and then come to the front of the public's field of vision, it is a critical step to go to places with a lot of people to gain a sense of presence.

However, Yang Jianguo is also a small boss now, and is currently preparing for the fifth branch, and has no time to manage the temple fair.

"Dad, I don't want to go. I will definitely meet many old classmates when I go to the temple fair."

Yang Shu'an had a reluctance on his face.

"What's the matter? Have you lost your person by selling mutton soup? Your father and I have given you up by relying on bowls of mutton soup. Don't be dissatisfied!"

Yang Jianguo turned his head and glared at him.

"It's not that I feel ashamed, I just don't want to say hello, but when I meet someone I know, I can't pretend not to see it, it's embarrassing."

Yang Jianguo slapped him on the head: "Boy, this is our own business. If you don't worry about it, who cares about it? Tell you, don't lose your temper when you go, listen to your uncle, and do whatever you want?"

Yang Shu'an's eyes widened instantly: "Ah? My uncle is going too?"

"Of course, he was the one who suggested the idea of ​​going to the temple fair. You just have to learn from your uncle."

Yang Shu'an didn't know why, but when he heard this sentence, his spine straightened suddenly, and he always felt that once Jiang Qin got involved in this matter, he immediately became taller.

It's like selling mutton soup by yourself is called a part-time job, and selling mutton soup with Jiang Qin is called business.

Among other things, for example, in the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, Jiang Qin took Guo Zihang to sell boxed lunches, and was laughed at by the class for half a month, but what about now?But it has become a good story, and it is often brought up by people, and besides talking about it, they also call Jiang Qin awesome.

Yes, I, Yang Shu'an, follow my uncle to do business!
After thinking about this, Yang Shu'an no longer hesitated, packed his things and got into his father's car.

At the same time, Jiang Qin also got up early in the morning, changed his clothes after washing up, and planned to go out.

He is used to the rhythm of doing business, even if he is on vacation, he can't rest at all.

Last night, he just finished listening to Wei Lanlan's work report, participated in Dong Wenhao's year-end project selection, and discussed with Su Nai the direction of optimization in the later stage. Today, he is going to the temple fair again, and his life is simply too fulfilling. .

"Mom, I'm not going to the library anymore, I'm going to Wu'an Mountain for the temple fair today."

"Go, go, have fun, go home when you're crazy!" Yuan Youqin urged.

Feeling the strong maternal love, Jiang Qin nodded and went out, then drove to pick up the little rich woman, and then picked up Guo Zihang at the intersection ahead.

Lao Guo has been lounging at home in the past few days, and because of a dragon, he was late home and was not welcomed. As soon as he received Jiang Qin's call, he came here immediately.

"Father, Feng, good morning."

"Old Guo, fasten your seat belts, go to Wu'an Mountain today, and help Yang Shu'an's mutton soup stall."

Jiang Qin gave instructions, stepped on the accelerator, and led the two of them bumping all the way to the foot of Wu'an Mountain.

It was still morning, and the large soup bucket was billowing with white mist. There were already several people sitting in front of Yang Shuan's booth, drinking warm mutton soup to resist the winter cold.

Next to it, a large pvc board is standing, on which are written the location of each branch of Yangtang Restaurant, which looks very eye-catching.

Jiang Qin parked the car at the foot of the mountain, took the little rich woman's hand, and greeted Guo Zihang. The three of them walked up the mountain, and finally came to Yang Shu'an's stall.

"Uncle, are you here?"

"Hey, my aunt is here too? Welcome!"

Yang Shu'an immediately moved to Maza and handed it over, enthusiastically like a dog's leg.

Jiang Qin frowned, thinking what's wrong with this guy's addiction to red envelopes, damn it, it's always such a forced pairing, one mouthful of uncle's and aunt's, you've already missed the uncle's big red envelope, don't you understand?

"You guys stand here for a while, I'll go to the next door to have a look."

Jiang Qin glanced to the side, turned around and walked to the next stall. As soon as the cigarette was handed over, he started chatting with the stall owner.

The temple fair in Wu'an Mountain started the day before yesterday and lasted for five days. They are already relatively late. The stall owners who have already set up a stall will have a lot of experience. A cigarette is worthless, so let's get some information first. It's also good.

At the same time, Guo Zihang pulled Yang Shuan aside, lowered his voice and said, "Old Yang, didn't you have any psychological burden just now?"

"What psychological burden?" Yang Shu'an was puzzled.

"My name is Jiang Qin's father-in-law, but I really can't open my mouth to call classmate Feng's mother-in-law. Why are you so natural?"

Yang Shu'an patted Guo Zihang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Old Guo, don't have so many idol burdens, let's call once, those with red envelopes, Juxiang."

"..."

Guo Zihang took a deep breath, hesitated for a while and made an important decision.

At this time, Jiang Qin had already finished chatting with the big brother who sold beef noodles next door, and asked about the time when the traffic was the largest. When he came back, Feng Nanshu had already taken out his wallet and handed Guo Zihang a brand new Grandpa Mao.

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Jiang Qin glanced at them inexplicably, thinking what the hell was going on?

After a long while, the sun slowly rose from the back of the mountain, and the morning light was falling everywhere. The temperature gradually began to rise, and more and more people came to the temple fair.

As Yang Shuan said, there are quite a lot of old classmates who come to the temple fair. Those who are friendly, those who can be called by name, and those who are not by name but know their faces, all show up among the crowd one after another.

After all, it was winter vacation. The college students left home for half a year and saw the world outside. After returning home, they had a lot of fun. Such a scene where it is easy to meet old classmates like this must be attended.

Comb your hair to look like an adult, put on a handsome outfit, meet your old classmates and chat for a while, isn't that beautiful?
In fact, many people come here with the mentality of nourishing people, wanting to pretend to be round and comfortable.

But whenever someone walks to the booth of Yang's Sheep Soup Restaurant and sees Feng Nanshu standing obediently in Qingliang Yueguang, with his eyes chasing Jiang Qin, he can't help shouting "I'm stupid", and can't help but tilt his head back, and suddenly I feel sated.

"Did I read it wrong? Feng Nanshu?"

"You read that right, the world is wrong."

"Why is Feng Nanshu standing behind Yang Shu'an's stall? Do they have relatives?"

"Didn't you see Jiang Qin? Last summer, Yang Shu'an said in the group that Jiang Qin invested in his family's mutton soup restaurant."

"You mean to say that Feng Nanshu came with Jiang Qin?"

"Ah."

"Damn it, it's not that this world is wrong, it's that this world is crazy..."

"Is the rumor that spread during the National Day holiday true?"

In the first class of the third year of senior high school, there was a person named Lu Chao who played CF very much. He liked Yu Shasha in the second class. When he was in eleventh, he seemed to be crazy. He told people everywhere that Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin were in love, but many people I don't believe it.

Are you kidding me, that's Feng Nanshu.

She is cold and inaccessible, and she doesn't even like to talk to others. Many people who want to chase her don't have the courage to strike up a conversation, and some people don't have the courage to give her a love letter after they have written it.

Who can catch her?
Who can make the cold and cold girl become curious about love?

Who can make her willingly become a lovely girl?

If there is no one, how can she fall in love since there is no one?
But now, everyone saw her standing next to Jiang Qin, with a cute face, and this kind of mixed feeling between reality and illusion should not be too strong.

Feng Nanshu doesn't know how to fall in love, this is a reality for most people, Feng Nanshu follows a boy with a cute face, this is called unreal.

But now everything is turned upside down, the illusory scene is forcibly blended into reality, causing many people to grin their teeth.

But people who have been exposed to the rain don’t want to hold umbrellas for others. After a long wait, they pretend nothing happened, and when they meet the next old classmate, they warmly invite them to the mutton soup stand, and lie that there are good things.

how to say.

Yang Shu'an's stall seems to have an automatic aiming water gun, which can quickly identify old classmates in the crowd, and it is extremely accurate.

Come and get a boost, come and get a kick, and the mentality will collapse.

You know, Feng Nanshu has been a goddess for three years in the south of the city, and of course there are countless crushes.

"Did you see Feng Nanshu just now?"

"I see, at Yang Shu'an's mutton soup stand, with Jiang Qin, it seems prettier than in high school."

"Damn, this scene is a bit too magical, why does Feng Nanshu like Jiang Qin?"

"Then who knows where to go."

"You went to university in other places, maybe you don't understand, Jiang Qin is now an entrepreneurial star in Linchuan, the kind who has been in the Youth Daily, and it is said that his net worth is already a million."

"?????"

"Really, he is the one who made the campus forum we are using now, and he has also developed a group buying website. It is said that there are [-] to [-] turnovers every day."

Behind the small square table of the mutton soup stand, Yang Shu'an was elated and fiercely erect, his chest muscles almost opened the zipper of his down jacket.

Doing business with uncle is fucking face-saving.

And Jiang Qin also pursed the corners of his mouth, making tsk-tsk sounds all the time.

I don't know why, I have been sitting here without saying anything, not even an expression, but the cool slot is full by itself, a magical batch.

　Ladies and gentlemen, come a few monthly tickets for us to taste the saltiness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)