Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 529 The little rich woman’s more than six million

 The financing for group buying was more than expected. After all, he had eight kings. However, in order to roll out community group buying and invest in Hengtong Freight, he did spend a lot of money in the process.

In addition, Pintuan also has a stock investment plan for Gaode, as well as cash flow investment for another important industry in 2012, so every money is important.

　　There was no problem in terms of capital flow in the previous group shopping, and they could turn around as much as they wanted, but now that thousands of merchants are coming to compete, it is clearly stretched.

 So the consumer’s money can be refunded, but the merchant’s money cannot.

“We’re going to take a risky move and create a new character.”

　　　…”

 The next day's cold dew and cold air hit, and the temperature in Linchuan dropped sharply.

　　The internal system of Pintuan updated the tasks assigned directly by the boss, so all local branches were dispatched. Merchants who could be appeased would do their best to appease them, and merchants who could not be appeased could only suspend cooperation.

This approach actually damages the foundation of the platform, and is also easy to implement among the people.

 Because everyone will think that you would rather suspend cooperation than settle the payment first. Is the capital chain really broken?

Cao Guangyu looked at him: "How many mouths are there, even eating and spitting feces?"

But even if this is the case, the group will not open this hole to avoid the rapid collapse of the entire capital chain.

"What was he like before? He strolled around, walked arrogantly, and almost walked sideways. As a result, he now gets up at six o'clock and leaves in a hurry, sometimes without even washing his face."

Zhuang Chen was sitting in the cafeteria, pretending to be chatting and casually spreading the news.

Zhuang Chen nodded immediately after hearing this: "The national market is very dangerous, and there is no capital to take a fancy to him. Isn't it expected that the capital chain will be cut off?"

 “You’re said to be paralyzed, but you haven’t been beaten by superons and hadrons, right?”

In the early morning, the temperature has begun to drop, and there is a feeling of frost on the streets of Linchuan University. In addition, there is also a fine mist covering the campus, preventing the dawn light from entering.

Pan Xiu suddenly raised his head when he heard this: "Jiang Qin's business is so big now, some things are difficult to control. After all, he is still a college student."

Song Qingqing frowned after hearing this: "How do you know he gets up at six o'clock? How do you know he doesn't even wash his face?"

 “So...everything said on the Internet is true?”

Jiang Qin started to get into a state of leaving early and coming back late. Once, he could not run for a month with a tank of gas, but now he can only run for three or four days with a tank of gas.

This change in the eyes of people around you, combined with the overwhelming negative news in recent times, can easily become an ominous omen.

“Flies don’t bite seamless eggs. If there was no problem with his capital chain, how could there be such a high level of discussion?”

“I live in the dormitory next to him, how can I not know?”

This is like being tied to the stake, and the fire has already burned your ankles. You even kicked the unburned firewood into the fire to make the fire burn even more fiercely.

Zhuang Chen clenched his chopsticks and looked at Master Cao angrily: "What's wrong? What I said is the truth. People on the Internet are saying it. Why can't I just say a few words?"

Zhuang Chen looked at Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang suddenly showing their biceps, and turned his head muttering: "A bunch of reckless people, they don't understand anything..."

“I have a hunch that Jiang Qin will be in a lot of trouble this time.”

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At this moment, a slap hit him **** the back of the head, almost slapping him into the fried noodles.

 “Why the **** do you hear a dog barking so early in the morning?”

The three people from   302 lined up and glared at him, then went to the canteen to buy food, turned around and found a place to sit down, but they did not chat as usual, and the atmosphere was rather solemn.

“Is Brother Jiang really in trouble this time?”

“Lao Jiang’s dog is fine if he doesn’t bite anyone. If someone else bites him in his turn, don’t worry about it.”

 After Cao Guangyu finished speaking, he took two mouthfuls of rice, but he actually didn’t know what he was doing.

Lao Jiang used to be very hygienic, otherwise his laundry detergent wouldn't disappear so quickly, but he really doesn't wash his face when he goes out these days.

 Public opinion is so **** scary.

  Don't talk about those small businesses. Even in their freight companies, there are rumors spreading all the time, and recruitment and expansion have been stopped.

Yes, the investment has been obtained, but what if the group fails?

The manpower has been expanded, the warehouse has been expanded, and everything is ready, but as a result, there are no orders and subsequent capital injections, which will be troublesome.

 For private companies like Hengtong Freight, they would rather not have funds than dare to expand without orders...

 Cao Guangyu sighed, and suddenly found Chaozi with his head raised in a daze, so he showed a confused expression: "What's wrong with you? There is a beautiful woman on the ceiling."

“No, I just suddenly noticed that the school cafeteria no longer broadcasts news about Brother Jiang these days.”

 “It’s really true…”

　　　…”

 The reason why rumors are powerful is because no matter what the truth is, its influence can always penetrate into all aspects.

For example, Linchuan University can only stop the news when it cannot confirm whether the news is true or false. This is just like those merchants who choose to suspend cooperation with group sharing. There is no difference in motivation.

 Such a phenomenon will affect a large number of people, causing rumors to spread two, three, or even four or five times.

 Lao Cao and the others looked around and found that many people were talking about this matter, all because of the impact of the sudden suspension of Jiang Qin's news.

“It’s not broadcast on TV anymore. It seems that what is said in the news is true…”

“The Internet is originally a bubble industry, so it’s not normal for the capital chain to collapse...”

"Could it be just a rumor? Such a big company can't be so fragile." "It must be true. Although I study art and don't know how to do business, how can a rumor have such a big effect? ​​This kind of thing A discerning person will understand it at a glance."

Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang finished their meal while listening to the discussions around them, and then walked out the door worriedly, only to see Feng Nanshu and Gao Wenhui.

Two people were standing on the roadside. A black Rolls-Royce parked in front of them. An old man in a suit and leather boots got out of the car. He seemed to be their driver, Uncle Gong. The three of them seemed to be talking about something.

Feng Nanshu's expression was serious and cold, while Uncle Gong looked embarrassed and shook his head repeatedly.

"What's going on here?"

“Feng Nanshu is a slave husband and wants Uncle Gong to sell his car and the villa that his mother left to her.”

Feng Nanshu turned around when he heard the voice and saw that it was Jiang Qin's roommate. Then he took out a bank card from his bag and said, "Master Cao, please give this to my brother."

Cao Guangyu looked at the bank card and couldn't help but sigh: "If there is really a problem in Lao Jiang's company, it will definitely not be solved by tens of millions. It will be useless even if we add up all the living expenses and give it to him. "

"What about living expenses? There are more than six million in it." Gao Wenhui pointed to the card expressionlessly.

"How many?"

 “Six, one hundred, many, ten thousand.”

 Cao Guangyu held his breath and his eyes widened: "How can they both feed me? Does this school have any royal laws?!"

Gao Wenhui also knew about Cao Guangyu's second-generation rich syndrome, so she ignored him and turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "You sold your house and car, what will you do?"

“I live in his house and ride in his car. My uncles and aunts all like me. My grandfather also said that we can live together forever.”

“Are all the Jiang Qin family members so long-lived? Grandpa is still here?”

 Feng Nanshu was dumbfounded for a while: "No, grandpa passed away."

Gao Wenhui was also dumbfounded for a while: "Then why did he say that you can stay for the rest of your life?"

“I asked Grandpa Grandpa if it was possible, but Grandpa Grandpa didn’t say no.”

 “I’m sorry, is this okay?”

Gao Wenhui felt that Feng Nanshu was a logic weirdo: "But what if this little money is not enough?"

 Feng Nanshu thought seriously for a moment, then patted his chest: "It doesn't matter, I can raise him."

“This money was left to you by your father before he remarried, but do you think that after spending this money, your stepmother will allow you to get involved in the family property again?”

“It’s okay, then let my brother support me.”

 Feng Nanshu was so smart that he sold himself with his own money.

She doesn't have any big wishes, as long as she can be with Jiang Qin, money, car or house are not that important to her.

The faces of the three people behind were hurt: "Damn it, Lao Jiang was definitely a police dog in his last life. He killed a lot of vicious bad guys before he could meet a girl like Feng Nanshu."

　　　…”

At night, the temperature in Linda dropped one degree again. Jiang Qin drove back to the dormitory downstairs, then put on his coat and went upstairs.

 The reputation before joining the group was still good. He had never defaulted on payment or sold fake goods. His image had always been very positive, so the appeasement measures were still somewhat effective.

 But this thing cannot be delayed for a long time, so the whole company is quite nervous. However, food has to be eaten one bite at a time, and things have to be done step by step. It is useless to be anxious.

 “Brothers, I’m back.”

Jiang Qin stretched out his hand to open the door and found that Cao Guangyu and the others were watching "Yan Shuangying" on the computer. When the three of them saw him coming back, they didn't know what to say for a moment.

Boss Jiang didn’t care. He pulled out a chair and sat down. Then he logged into the internal system to check the feedback from each branch.

 The loss of merchants is very serious, and almost all activities have been cancelled…

 “Lao Jiang.”

"Um?"

 Cao Guangyu handed him the bank card: "Feng Nanshu gave it to you. This is all the money she has."

Jiang Qin took it and took a look at it. He found that this card was the one he borrowed during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. He couldn't help but miss her a little: "What a fool, I still need her to support me..."

Cao Guangyu spoke again at this time: "I know you may be a little angry recently, but you can't be so anxious that you don't wash your face. Zhuang Chen, that dog coin, was mocking you about it this morning, saying that you were anxious. .”

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: "I'm in a hurry. I'm going to film a movie. I don't wash my face in the morning because I have to wash it again before putting on makeup. It's not necessary."

 “Filming?”

 “Commercial video for group-building.”

After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he glanced at Cao Guangyu: "By the way, do you want to play the role of a wretched man?"

Cao Guangyu was furious: "You see, I am so tall and majestic, I look like a wretched man!"

“But that wretched man is a rich second generation, and the scene is very simple. He just rides in a luxury car to deliver flowers to the goddess, but in the end he doesn’t even get the words to say.”

“Are you a rich second generation? Since it involves acting in my true colors, I think I can give it a try..."

 “Then it’s decided!”

After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he turned to look at the bank card in his hand. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were warm.

(Ask for monthly votes at the beginning of the month. Voting at the end of the month is of little use. Don’t tell me if you vote for others. Please, please don’t hurt my face. Also, this book itself is a three-dimensional parallel between daily love and business. It hasn’t changed from the beginning to the end. I was always scolded when I wrote about the business aspect at the beginning, and they said it depends on the little rich woman and so on. I still insist on writing it until now. The main plot will not change. Daily life and love are this book. For the fundamentals of the book, I have to consider everyone’s feelings, as well as the structure of the book.)

 (End of this chapter)