The next morning, the sun rose from the horizon, and the thin morning rays fell, making the sparkling waves on the lake under the terrace complement each other with the golden autumn leaves.
The college students who stayed up all night were numb. Some of them screamed for their lives and wanted to go back to school immediately to catch up on their sleep. Jesus couldn't stop them.
But there are still some people who have a partner, and they have to go to the amusement park, as if they are risking their lives. After all, what man would admit that he is not good enough?
Especially for those men and women who are in the stage of secret love, it is not easy to make an appointment to have fun, and of course they don't want to go back so soon.
They all plan to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to strike while the iron is hot and play with a jumping machine. Then they can throw off the girl's shoes and maybe carry them on her back. Isn't there physical contact? Once there is physical contact, many things will happen naturally. Moving in an ambiguous direction.
Jiang Qin didn't work that hard, and the little rich woman didn't like amusement parks, so he left his car at the Entrepreneur Club and took a taxi directly to take Feng Nanshu back to school.
"Go back and sleep well." "I understand, brother."
After staying up all night, the little rich woman was already sleepy and a little confused. After watching Jiang Qin leave, she went back to the dormitory. However, she did not go to bed immediately. Instead, she changed her clothes and sat at the table, resting her chin on her arms. Look at what is placed in the corner.
There is a seven-color milk tea cup with Jiang Qin's name written on it, a thermos cup with the name "My Wife Drinks" written on it, a retractable pen that looks like a cat in the pen holder, two little people on the Xitian milk tea card, and a coloring page for group promotions. Two mimicry friends.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes gradually lost focus, leaving only the big bear crawling around in her mind. Jiang Qin Jiang Qin Jiang Qin...
Feng Nanshu reached out and held down the automatic pen, pressing down the little cat's head. Then when he let go, he saw it pop up.
At this moment, Gao Wenhui pushed open the door and returned to the dormitory, carrying a lot of things on her back.
Her aunt lives in the next city. This time she went to her aunt's house to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival. She hasn't come back until now because she brought back too many things and she felt a little exhausted.
But she didn't know it yet, just because she went to visit relatives, she missed a milestone sweet event.
"Nan Shu, I ate a hugely delicious mooncake at my aunt's house. It was so soft and glutinous that it felt like it melted in my mouth. It completely changed my stereotype of mooncakes."
Feng Nanshu looked at her blankly, then rested her head on her arm: "Me too."
"Hey, have you eaten this kind of mooncake too? I heard it's hard to buy in the mainland." Gao Wenhui was a little surprised. "Anyway, I just ate it. It's sweet. I will eat it every day in the future."
Feng Nanshu murmured and patted his pocket. There were still unfinished mooncakes from last night.
Gao Wenhui narrowed her eyes and looked at Feng Nanshu for a long time, then pursed her lips and said to herself that Jiang Qin must have given the mooncakes to her, because as long as they were given by him, they would be the most delicious in the world no matter how bad they were. After all, Feng Nanshu was a husband. slave.
Hui Huizi, who loves sugar, accurately analyzed the origin of mooncakes through one-sided information, but she did not expect that the "mooncake" Feng Nanshu ate was not only sweet, but also talked nonsense.
For example: Your salary is gone!
At the same time, Jiang Qin also yawned nonstop and returned to the dormitory. He took off his clothes and went to bed to catch up on his sleep. It was already afternoon when he opened his eyes again.
The autumn sunlight poured into the room through the window lattice, creating a sense of half-light and half-darkness, making Boss Jiang a little confused whether it was morning or afternoon.
"I haven't stayed up so late for a long time. I can see that I'm so milky..."
Jiang Qin patted his head and got out of bed, went to the balcony to wash his face, and opened the window a crack. After he regained consciousness, he logged into the internal management system and checked the task library.
Then he discovered that there was a document submitted by Tan Qing in his to-be-confirmed column. When he opened it, there was a picture that said "Invitation Letter to the Group Buying Industry Exchange Conference." The date was September 24, 2010, and the location was in Shanghai.
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According to the few information available, the organizer of this exchange meeting is Lashou.com, and the organizer is an unknown exhibition company. It lasts for three days and two nights, and food and accommodation are included.
In fact, the purpose of the so-called exchange conference is not communication, but the limelight.
Lashou.com probably wants to take this opportunity to show its appeal and structure to the industry, consolidate its position as the number one group buying website through public meetings, and lay a solid foundation for large-scale financing in the future.
Of course, there's no point in just doing business. You probably have to go to meetings and show off.
Jiang Qin thought for a long time, then picked up his mobile phone and called Tan Qing, saying that he would be in Shanghai tomorrow to see what the exchange conference wanted to exchange.
"Come on, please take a day off!"
After simply washing his face, Jiang Qin left the dormitory and ran to Zhang Baiqing's office. When Jiang Qin said he wanted to ask for leave, Zhang Baiqing was surprised: "You don't even attend class, and you still ask for leave?"
"Whether you go to class or not is one thing, asking for leave is another. I always remember that I am a glorious Linchuan college student. I can do whatever I want in school, but since I want to go out, I still have to obey the school's arrangements.
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Zhang Baiqing's scalp went numb after hearing this: "If you had been born thirty years earlier, I don't think I would be able to become the vice principal." Jiang Qin shook his head: "Being a principal doesn't make any money. If you were born thirty years earlier, I would have traded cans for airplanes.
It’s exciting when things are done.”
"What are you going to do on leave?"
There was no need for Jiang Qin to hide anything. The Group Buying Food Festival had been exposed to the public anyway, so he said directly: "I'm going to Shanghai to attend a group buying industry exchange conference."
Zhang Baiqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "I know you kid can't sit still. How can Jin Lin be a creature in the pond? He will turn into a dragon when encountering a storm!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Zhang, hurry up and approve the note. You still have to pack your clothes." "How many days will it take?"
Jiang Qin calculated it: "The meeting will take three days. Including the round trip, it will take about five days."
Zhang Baiqing stretched out his hand to approve a note for him, put the official seal on it and handed it over: "Wear a suit and a nice tie. Remember to take more photos and keep them as promotional materials."
"Guaranteed to complete the task."
After leaving Zhang Baiqing's office, Jiang Qin took out his mobile phone and called Lu Guangrong, telling him that he was about to take leave for a business trip.
Just like what he said to Zhang Baiqing, it is one thing not to attend classes in school, but it is another thing to leave school. After all, Lao Lu is also his instructor, so it is still necessary to ask for five days' leave directly.
He informed me.
Lu Guangrong was packing things in the office at this time. Various documents were laid out on the table. He heard "Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside" and after rummaging for a long time, he dug out his mobile phone from under a pile of old newspapers.
When he learned that Jiang Qin was going to take five days off, Lao Lu hummed and told him to be more careful when going out and to act within his ability when encountering difficulties.
After hanging up the phone, the teachers in the office couldn't help but turn to look at him, their eyes full of surprise.
"Your Ban Jiangqin is now a famous figure in the city. He is always accompanied by city leaders when he appears in the news. Does he have to report to you when he goes on a business trip?"
"Yes, no matter who Jiang Qin becomes, he will always be my student. Moreover, this boy has always been well-educated and knows what it means to respect teachers and respect morality."
Lu Guangrong continued to pack his things calmly and received a lot of envious looks.
Jiang Qin, regardless of the way he does business, it is the details that make people feel very comfortable.
With his current status, the college has no qualifications to take care of him directly. Even if Linda wants to arrange for him to do something, the school leaders will have to find him personally.
Just like this phone call, there was no mention of asking for leave at all, which means that Jiang Qin's leave has been used up long ago. The reason why I called him was because I really wanted to say it specifically.
Compared with two years ago, he felt that Jiang Qin's methods were more natural, less revealing, and warmer to his heart.
Lu Guangrong couldn't help but think of the story about fishermen who couldn't eat crabs. He thought it was because of such a bad weather.
Fu, he was directly promoted to director within two years of coming to school. This is something he couldn't envy. Who makes him not have such a long-sleeved ability?
Lao Lu's face was filled with emotion, and he put everything into the box: "Teachers, I'm leaving first." "Director Lu, congratulations on taking office."
"Everyone is so polite. Don't forget to come to the Juxian Building at nine o'clock in the evening. I'll treat you all to a meal." Lu Guangrong stood up and left the office. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he was going to be the director!
At the same time, Jiang Qin returned to the dormitory from the school affairs office, packed his luggage briefly, and then went out to have dinner with Feng Nanshu.
Gao Wenhui also just came back from her aunt's house, her stomach was still empty, and then she came over with Feng Nanshu to have some food.
"Jiang Qin, I heard that you gave Feng Nanshu a delicious mooncake. It was sweet, fragrant and soft?" "Nonsense, that mooncake is harder than cement. It will destroy the world."
Gao Wenhui didn't believe it: "Can you give me a taste?"
Jiang Qin looked at her in disbelief: "What's wrong? Do you want a promotion and a salary increase?" "How can you get a promotion and a salary increase by eating mooncakes?"
Gao Wenhui muttered, suddenly realizing something, and his eyes gradually widened.
No, no, because of my habitual thinking, I always feel that eating moon cakes is just wanting to eat moon cakes, which is reasonable and legal, but the relationship between Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin cannot be understood based on common sense.
For example, falling in love means making friends, and love means friendship. Hui Huizi, Hui Huizi, how could their eating moon cakes be just eating moon cakes?
"What on earth did you eat?" "Moon cakes."
Gao Wenhui looked at Jiang Qin with suspicion. Just as he was about to continue questioning, he found Feng Nanshu coming back with a small iron plate.
The mooncakes in the cafeteria were not sold out yesterday, so the rest were cut into small pieces and transformed into fried mooncakes with chili peppers. The little rich woman caught her eye and praised the window chef as a good person.
Seeing this scene, Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, were they really just eating mooncakes? "Little rich woman."
"Um?"
Jiang Qin took out the leave note and showed it to her: "I took five days off and am going to Shanghai for a business trip. You should be good at school."
Feng Nanshu looked up at him, with mooncake crumbs at the corner of his mouth. (Please give me some monthly tickets)
This chapter has been completed!