Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 320: Senior Jiang drives an Audi? !

There was a bang, bang, bang, bang, rummaging through the boxes. Professor Yan was searching for it silently, as if he wanted to dismantle 208. Jiang Qin was frightened and thought, should I tell the truth? The document had already been folded and flown away.

But just when he was about to speak, Professor Yan suddenly slapped his forehead and felt suddenly enlightened: "Did I not write at all?"

Jiang Qin: "?"

“What’s going on with my memory? Is it Alzheimer’s disease?”

 Professor Yan muttered to himself for a long time, finally confirmed that he probably didn’t write, then shook his head and left208.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a long time. Professor Yan's sudden realization made him a little unconfident. He thought to himself, "Did I never fold a plane before?" I just fantasized about it for a while.

 He coughed, stepped out of the entrepreneurial base, and looked around outside the green belt.

When he saw a beautiful paper airplane soaking in a puddle, Jiang Qin fell into silence for a while. Forget it, just pretend he didn't see it. Professor Yan didn't write it in the first place, and he admitted it himself.

Jiang Qin immediately put his conscience safely in his stomach, then turned around and walked out. Suddenly he saw a girl riding an electric bicycle.

She was still wearing the very ladylike suspender skirt, a white shirt on top, and a small black bow tie. Her eyes were crystal clear and moist, her long hair was flying in the clear sky after the rain, and her expression was a little cold. Like an inaccessible Bai Fumei.

Feng Nanshu came here to recharge Xiaofen, and also bought a bunch of fruits and snacks to reward everyone in 208. She really has a sense of responsibility like a boss lady.

Su Nai and Lu Feiyu took the lead in extending a warm welcome to the proprietress and started grabbing fruits.

After Jiang Qin heard the news, he followed up and shouted to everyone to make a difference and not be so embarrassed. Then he took away the sweetest middle piece of the watermelon. As a result, the whole office was scolding the dog, and the rich man shivered in fear. trembling.

At the same time, Feng Nanshu quietly stood on tiptoes and glanced at Jiang Qin's neck, his eyes were very cute.

 “What are you looking at?”

 “I didn’t see anything.” Feng Nanshu immediately changed his eyes.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, then slightly unbuttoned his shirt: "You want to see this, right? Look at the good things you have done, it's red and purple."

Feng Nanshu glanced secretly, then stared into his eyes with moist eyes: "I bit that."

"Of course it was you who bit it. It looks like it won't go away for a week. It's a hot day and I have to wear a shirt to cover it."

 “Why cover it?” Feng Nanshu was a little confused.

“Because my good friend is so beautiful, I’m afraid that others will be jealous if they find out.”

 Feng Nanshu couldn't help but be aloof, his eyes brightened: "Jiang Qin, you are a good person."

Jiang Qin smiled slightly, buttoned up the button, reached out and pinched a green cube from the fruit box and fed it to the little rich woman's mouth. Then he remembered something: "I called Fang Xiaoxuan and told her to come for a big day." , waiting for me in the store, is she here?"

 Feng Nanshu nodded: "She is waiting in the store."

“Then let’s play with the dog here. I’ll go to the store to find a room for Xiaoxuan.”

“Jiang Qin, I kind of want to follow you.” Feng Nanshu said something clingy with a cold face.

"No, I have work to do. You play here obediently, so that Gao Wenhui won't get kicked again. I won't make milk tea and won't write a book. Do you know how dirty the readers on the website are? Fortunately she has a big heart, otherwise she would definitely be depressed."

Jiang Qin was really a little afraid of taking the little rich woman out, because he was going to meet Fang Xiaoxuan later, and he was going to the city to meet Liu Jiaming. It would be dark when he came back. If the little rich woman followed him, he would definitely be in trouble when he came back. He was chewed into the woods, and then bitten again.

This clingy little fairy, she really knows how to bite.

Jiang Qin printed out two copies of the "Zhihu·First Site Marketing Plan" document, then rubbed the little head of his best friend, tucked her long hair hanging down from the temples behind her ears, and turned around to leave the entrepreneurial base.

There were a lot of sweet orders on weekends, and the house was full of customers. Jiang Qin felt it was a bit noisy, so he took Fang Xiaoxuan to the warehouse at the back.

  Recently, in addition to training employees at a branch in the city, Fang Xiaoxuan also went to study outside for a period of time. Her image is no longer the working girl she was before, but she has the feeling of an urban white-collar worker.

 After returning from further studies, Fang Xiaoxuan also improved several of Xitian’s signature milk teas, all of which achieved very good results.

Everyone knows that Xiaofang is an employee that the boss lady likes very much, but in fact Jiang Qin also admires her because in her, Jiang Qin can feel the tenacity of a working worker.

This is not a capitalist admiring a money-making tool, but Jiang Qin saw in Fang Xiaoxuan himself the man who worked so hard in Shenzhen.

It's just that Fang Xiaoxuan is luckier than herself in her previous life. She has met a good boss like herself, who is generous and handsome.

"Zhihu's national promotion has completed the first phase. I plan to arrange a round of marketing for some local brands in Linchuan. Xitian is our own brand, so we will also take this opportunity to rush out of Linchuan. What do you think? Can you take responsibility for this?"

Fang Xiaoxuan was a little nervous: "Boss, I don't know if I have the ability, but I want to try."

Jiang Qin nodded with satisfaction: "You don't need to be so nervous. I will arrange a dedicated marketing team to connect with you. You only need to follow the arrangements for the preliminary work."

 “Okay boss, thank you for giving me this opportunity.”

“It’s not that I gave you this opportunity, it’s that your boss lady likes you too much.”

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoxuan’s eyes were extremely proud, and at the same time, she was also full of gratitude to her beautiful boss lady.

In addition, Jiang Qin didn’t know that Fang Xiaoxuan was actually an expert on kowtow. In almost an instant, she found the sweetness in what she just said. Although the boss is more serious, speaks with authority, works neatly and has extraordinary abilities, you still have to listen to the boss's wife.

“By the way, there’s one more thing. When we promote Xitian, we need to make a hit product or series. Do you have any ideas?”

"The taro milk tea left by Gao Dawei sold well, but some customers said it was too sweet, so I improved it again, reduced the sugar, and added some rose flavor to enhance the flavor. Is this okay? "

Jiang Qin nodded: "Okay, I don't like milk tea very much. If you think it's okay, then use this."

Fang Xiaoxuan pursed her lips: "Boss, I hope you can try it first. If someone like you who doesn't like milk tea also finds it delicious, then I will be more confident."

 “Well, that makes sense.”

After Xiaoxuan left, Jiang Qin came to the Xitian counter and knocked on the table: "Xiao Gao, give me a cup of rose taro."

As he finished speaking, two bursts of laughter came from the people next to him. Jiang Qin turned around and saw that it was the ordinary school girl who helped him throw out garbage on the playground that day, so he responded with a kind smile.

Of course Qi Qi and Guan Wensi are here to buy milk tea.

 Because no girl can refuse milk tea, and no girl can refuse sweetness.

But they never expected to meet Jiang Qin here, let alone that Jiang Qin would come specifically to buy rose taro.

This milk tea is the latest product launched by Xitian. It is very popular in schools and has been labeled as a must-order for goddesses by merchants. But when a boy comes to buy rose taro, it is a bit funny.

　　Ride a pink electric bike and drink the milk tea flavor that girls like. Oh my God, this senior is so funny that it leaves people speechless.

“Jiang Nanjia loves to drink rose taro. This feels so scary.” Guan Wensi whispered.

Qi Qi couldn't help but sneered: "He's a bit girly. Also, don't call him a male god. I'm going to get goosebumps again."

 “But people say he is a male god.”

“Anyone with a bit of discernment can see that he’s not even a handsome guy, so how can he be considered a male god?”

While the two were talking, Gao Wenhui had already prepared the rose taro and handed it to Jiang Qin. Seeing Jiang Qin mention the milk tea and leave, Qi Qi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Hey, that's not right, he hasn't done it yet." It’s time to pay!”

The voice of this newborn goddess was a bit loud, causing all the customers in the store to look over.

Gao Wenhui was stunned after hearing this, and then slammed the table: "Yes, boss, you haven't paid yet!"

“I promised not to deduct your salary this month, so your back is stiff again, right?” Jiang Qin turned to look at her.

 “It’s okay if I just make a joke.”

Gao Wenhui sent Jiang Qin out with a smile, then turned to look at the guests waiting for tea: "That's my boss, he's a **** and made everyone laugh."

Hearing this sentence, the customers in the store immediately turned their attention to Guan Wensi and Qi Qi. Seeing this scene, the two girls were a little confused, and their eyes were stunned for a long time without reacting.

Just now I was laughing at someone for drinking rose taro, which seemed girly, but it turned out that he was the owner of sweet milk tea.

 But how could he be the sweet-loving boss?

This store is very popular in the city, and it has been announced that in order to ensure the taste, it will never recruit any franchisees. How can he, a student, be the owner of a sweet store?

 After a while, Qi Qi and Guan Wensi walked out of the door and glanced at the sign on the door. There was a series of numbers under the sign, which read NO.001. To put it bluntly, this number represented Xitian’s first store.

"Isn't it possible? Is this a fake Xitian?" Guan Wensi expressed his guess.

After hearing this, Qi Qi thought it was very possible: "Well, maybe he saw that someone was popular in the city and secretly came to the school to open a fake one."

“Even if it’s fake, it will cost a lot of money, right?”

“There is no franchise fee for fake ones. It doesn’t cost much to just open a milk tea shop. What’s more, the store is so small and triangular.”

Qi Qi stood on the side of the road, folding her hands on her chest and analyzing it. She looked like a serious goddess. As soon as she finished saying this, she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine from behind.

She thought she was blocking the road, so she turned and stepped aside, only to find that parked in front of her was a black Audi, the latest model A6, and a young man could be vaguely seen through the transparent windshield.

 Is it… the rich second generation who came to strike up a conversation with me?

Thinking of this, Qi Qi immediately adjusted her hair and adjusted her posture to a very goddess-like state, and found that the Audi had indeed lowered its window.

But the expected chat didn't come. Instead, a hand stretched out from the car and handed out an empty rose taro cup. He shook it towards Qi Qi twice and motioned for her to take it.

Qi Qi felt that this scene looked familiar, as if it had happened not long ago, so she took a closer look at the car owner's face. Her mind suddenly began to buzz, and her hand involuntarily took over the empty milk tea cup.

“Thank you, sister, I’ll help you get milk tea next time for free.”

Jiang Qin put on his sunglasses, raised the window, drove away from Qian Square Road in a blink of an eye, and then nodded while smacking his lips.

This rose taro tastes really good. It can be used as the main product promoted by Xitian, and then combined with Zhihu’s traffic, it can be packaged into an internet celebrity style.

 (End of this chapter)