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

Chapter 701 How can a blunt knife kill people?
In the bedroom full of red, Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu who was hiding under the quilt, and then got into the bed like a king returning.

The president of Pintuan worked undercover in the nanny's room for two years, selling his body at all costs, and finally got the moment of glorious return.

Feng Nanshu couldn't help but narrow her eyes when she saw him getting in. "I'm going to sleep."

"Then you're not allowed to touch your abs."

"..."

The little rich woman felt that she was being manipulated and couldn't help but push him with her foot: "You don't even call me wife."

Jiang Qin reached out and patted her butt: "Didn't I scream last night?"

"did not hear."

"You obviously let me scream all night long."

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips: "You didn't call me wife in school before, you owe me those things."

Jiang Qin stretched out his hand to support his head: "We are still good friends in school. We have never been in love, so why do we call you wife?"

"Then you won't fall in love with me, but you'll eat my feet and kiss me and hug me."

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Jiang Qin glanced at her and thought to himself, "You are saving everything for settling the accounts with me after we get married, right?" "Didn't we reach a consensus? Good friends can kiss, so why are you still trying to settle accounts after marriage? "

Feng Nanshu kicked him lightly again: "Then you still slept with me and got me pregnant. You are a bad person."

"But I had already made up my mind to marry you back home."

"Really?"

Feng Nanshu couldn't help but sit up a little, wanting to confirm whether her brother was lying to her.

Jiang Qin put his hands under his head: "I really like what you like, but I'm probably still a little sick in my heart. I'm afraid that I won't know how to get along with each other after the relationship changes. I'm also afraid that falling in love will not end well. After all, I have little experience. No."

"Brother, I have always liked you. I lied to you for being good friends."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Jiang Qin pretended to be shocked: "It's so hard for you to hide this from me."

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes: "I am a genius with a secret love."

"I don't even know."

"I feel like you lied to me a little bit."

Feng Nanshu noticed something was wrong and was about to kick him when he suddenly felt like he was being pushed and couldn't help but hide his face.

"The feeling of yelling and disapproval when one is being bullied"

It has been three months since Jiang Ainan received the six-week pregnancy report on October 1st, and she has been married now, but Jiang Qin will still be gentle when he breaks in.

Seeing her little feet swaying for him, he couldn't help but hold them gently. All he could see was her biting her thin lips and humming softly.

"Bad guy, don't look at me... turn off the lights..."

"That's not possible. The wedding candles need to be lit all night long."

Under the warm winter sun, the festive atmosphere gradually faded.

Jiang Qin wanted to arrange for Feng Nanshu to go to Shanghai to concentrate on raising the baby. Because my mother was not worried about the care of outsiders, she also applied for internal withdrawal and followed her there.

They and Jiang Ainan were going to meet in less than seven months. Thinking about it, they were really a little nervous.

On the other side, Wei Lanlan also reported on the work situation.

Ye Ziqing and Sun Zhi have been transferred to Linchuan, and elite teams from the Ministry of Commerce and the Local Marketing Department have also begun to gather in Linchuan. Shengshi Advertising is working overnight to produce offline materials specifically targeted at the Linchuan market.

Since 08, the wave of changes of the times has passed through Jiang Qin's fingers, starting from Linchuan and developing across the country.

With the group's move this time, this wave seems to have once again swept across this second-tier city whose GDP has grown by leaps and bounds in the past five years.

The Linchuan Municipal Government is closely cooperating in the group planning, and is planning to embrace this overwhelming wealth despite the pressure it may encounter.

At this time, Didi's advertising in Shanghai and Kyoto was already going crazy.

They signed a contract with the taxi company that terminated the contract with Bumblebee, entered the two most cutting-edge markets, and have been subsidizing the operation for a week.

Because Travis was so arrogant, everyone was shocked when they heard about the team-up and hoped that Jiang Qin would beat up the Yankee.

Although everyone knows that after the halfway point of the match, it will be difficult for the gods to win, but everyone still has some expectations for the team fight.

Even Ali, who broke up with Pin Tuan, even had this idea.

Jiang Qin is the most skilled CEO in the entire domestic market. The throne under his butt is piled up with the remains of his friends. He has saved many times from unsolvable situations and turned against customers, which proves his market dominance.

But what is surprising is that Jiang Qin's attitude of signing a taxi company and entering the battlefield with subsidies is really ordinary.

They have more money than Bumblebee, more resources than Bumblebee, and can be entered through the same path. At best, they are Bumblebee plus.

Uber has also fought countless business wars in the international market. To them, this kind of Didi is a dull knife at best.

But this is the late-stage market. How can you kill someone with a dull knife?

Didi entered the game late. If you don't enter the game sharply and start with a thunderous start, where will the opportunity come from?

The key is that Didi spent almost all of its funds on advertising and marketing. Advertisements were flying all over the place, which was completely different from Jiang Qin's previous approach.

"I can't quite understand this number."

"Is it really just to stir things up?"

"You can't deal with Uber like this." But Didi seemed determined to make a heavy move in the direction of the announcement, which made everyone feel suspicious.

Travis actually heard about the group fight and paid special attention to Didi when he entered the venue, but after watching it for a week, he instantly lost interest.

Some time ago, everyone on the Internet was saying that group rides are coming and Uber is in danger, so we should stop the losses in time.

But now it seems like a joke.

On the other side, Kuai Kuai, who was waiting for Didi to fuck Uber, gave up hope and began to seriously consider the conditions offered by Travis, which was to surrender or die.

Chen Chuanxing held an internal meeting, and 60% of the executives voted in favor of Uber's decision to invest in the company.

But Cheng Wei was different. He did not call for a meeting or conduct any voting.

He was still struggling with the name Didi. Didi was registered in May 2011. He always felt that the preparations for the group fight would not end there.

Then, another wave of cold air from Siberia gradually hit.

Yu Tai, a politics teacher at Linchuan Experimental High School, arrived home at night, opened his mailbox, took out the Linchuan Evening News, and sat on the sofa to read through it.

During this period, the city government has been promoting energy conservation, emission reduction, and green economy. Most of the newspaper's pages are occupied by boring content that contains no useful information at all.

China's rapid economic development has caused some international capital countries to feel threatened. In recent years, they have been accusing China of destroying the environment in order to pursue its economy. As a result, the green indicators have been lowered.

It's a pity that the government is always the same. Can printing a newspaper and saying a few words save energy and reduce emissions? Not printing newspapers may also be considered as energy saving and emission reduction.

"Old Yu, it's time to wash your hands and eat."

"coming."

Yu Tai put down the newspaper in his hand and came to the dining table. On the table there was only a plate of fried rapeseed with sea rice, a bowl of pickled roots, and two steamed buns.

He was used to such a dinner, but he felt sorry for his wife's hard work and reached out to touch her hand.

Lao Yu's wife smiled and hit him: "Eat quickly."

"How is Dad's illness?"

"Same as usual, but the hospital has issued an ultimatum. The hospital bills must be paid before the end of the month. Lao Yu, if that doesn't work, let's go for a takeaway."

Yu Tai shook his head: "I recently found a part-time job. I will receive the money at the end of the month, plus our salary and the provident fund that was withdrawn by the trustee before. It should be enough."

Yu Tai's wife was stunned for a moment: "You have been leaving early and coming home late these past two months. Are you working part-time?"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Yu Tai took a bite of the steamed bun and said, "They gave me a little too much. I was afraid it was a lie at first. I didn't want you to be happy in vain."

Yu Tai's wife thought for a while: "You went to be a tutor for students?"

"No, I'm going to run a taxi."

"Black car? Are you crazy?"

Yu Tai shook his head: "No, it's not a black car, it's a formal one. You can do it if you have a car. Many teachers in our school are doing it."

As the Spring Festival approaches, the popularity of the taxi-hailing market gradually wanes.
Jiang Zhenghong took a vacation and took a plane to Shanghai. The family planned to celebrate the New Year at Shanti Villa.

Feng Nanshu's belly was already swollen. Jiang Qin just took her for a checkup and bought a bunch of small skirts when she came back.

The little rich woman didn't know why, but she was pregnant, and the one who was getting more and more stupid seemed to be her brother. These little skirts obviously took two or three years to wear.

"Skirt? Is it a girl?"

"No, it's a little princess."

Yuan Youqin was wrapping dumplings and looked at Jiang Qin in a daze: "Isn't this the same?"

Jiang Qin put the skirt on the sofa with a shudder, pinched Feng Nanshu's cheek: "Thank you for your hard work, my eldest princess."

"I...I want to play two kicks."

"You think beautifully."

Jiang Qin unceremoniously rejected the little rich woman's whimsical idea, then turned on the computer, handled some work, and checked the WeChat group.

Didi’s market share in Shanghai and Kyoto is still only about 15%, but it has a loud voice and gets ridiculed by Uber every day. Moreover, the local sales department is very diligent, helping a large number of drivers to unload Uber. They said thank you.

In addition, Lao Cao sent a message. His Qianzui is currently booming in Shanghai, but recently several plagiarists have been discovered.

Shops with highly similar business models, such as Weiji, Zero Degree, and Wanka, have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Cao Guangyu suddenly understood why Shang Zhan was just a matter of punching people to the flesh, because he really wanted to hire thugs to beat people up.

Jiang Qin persuaded him to accept the reality. Qianzuo’s business model was inherently patchwork, and the threshold for plagiarism was very low. It was not surprising that competing products appeared.

At this moment, a BMW drove up from Shanti Villa, and Wei Lanlan ran over with joy on his face.

"Boss, we are selected!"

"Did you spend money?"

“It’s a little bit up and down, but I guarantee it’s absolutely in compliance.”

"When is the selection date?"

"In February next year, I will do some more ups and downs. After March, we can give them a lesson."

(End of this chapter)