Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 418 Ribbon Cutting Ceremony

The group building was cleaned by a hired cleaning team for a week, and a series of circuit maintenance, application procedures, etc. were also carried out, and the renovation was finally completed.

Although it is said to be a building, it is actually not very big, because the whole building only has six floors, but at a glance, it can be seen that it is solemn and majestic, and it has an independent compound, and even the parking lot is ready-made. On the right side of the building There is also a small fountain on the side, which looks like new after being cleaned.

Later, Jiang Qin bought an almanac and squatted in his dormitory, flipping through it again and again, mumbling something to himself. Finally, he decided on the time for the ribbon-cutting and sign-up ceremony, and began to send out invitations one after another.

For example, the leaders of Linchuan City, the president and vice president of Linchuan University, Professor Yan, director of the Entrepreneurship Base, etc...

At noon on the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the sun was exceptionally bright, and there were not even a few clouds visible. Under this clear blue sky, the group building welcomed crowds of guests.

First, employees from various branches of the group came to the site and visited the new office building under the leadership of Wei Lanlan, Dong Wenhao, and Sunai.

To be honest, along the way from the small entrepreneurial base of 208, their emotions were extremely complicated.

It was originally just a part-time job on campus to earn some living expenses, right?

But who can have such a part-time job on campus? It’s so outrageous that his mother opened the door to outrageous people. It’s so outrageous.

Then, the bosses of the Linchuan Commercial Gang also came, all bringing gifts to congratulate them. They even made up an allegro, one sentence per person, which was awkward and festive at the same time, which made Jiang Qin happy.

Then came the people from the School of Finance, Lao Cao, Lao Ren, Chao Zi, Jian Chun, Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian... and some junior school girls, as well as representatives of the student union of the school.

They were the least experienced among the guests present. They looked at the building with the logos of Pintuan and Zhihu, and their expressions were in a trance.

"This place...will belong to Jiang Qin from now on?"

"Didn't you see that the signs are all up?"

"Mom, how much does this cost?"

"I don't know, but it is definitely a number that we will never be exposed to in our lifetime."

"A male god is a male god, and he is getting more and more godly."

Zhuang Chen felt sour when he heard this: "It's clearly stated on the Internet that it's for rent, so don't overdo it."

Song Qingqing turned to look at him: "Hey, why do you have time to join in the fun?"

Zhuang Chen was stunned for a moment: "We have no classes in the afternoon."

"I mean, have you sold out all the mooncakes?"

"..."

Zhuang Chen was slapped in the face by Song Qingqing, and his whole expression was suffocating.

He still hasn't found a place to dispose of his five boxes of mooncakes. They were all kept in the dormitory and eaten as food. They were almost suffering from diabetes.

Later, President Zhang and Professor Yan also came together on behalf of Linchuan University, and also brought the school reporter team. Chu Siqi, who has served as the head of the school reporter station, was also among them.

She tried her best to appear calm, but she still couldn't help but get distracted when looking at Jiang Qin. Only by quickly looking away could she relax slightly.

"Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, you are so stupid. Is there a building here?"

"They are all well-trained by the school. Principal and professor, please come inside. There are many people today, so I apologize for the poor reception."

"You don't have to be so polite. I'm really not used to your serious look. Go and greet others. We can just visit by ourselves."

Jiang Qin happily sent them into the house, and then saw the city leaders coming and immediately greeted them.

Looking at Jiang Qin in a straight suit, Chu Siqi didn't say anything. She just stared at the tall building and gradually became distracted. She didn't even hear the school girl in the press corps calling the webmaster.

When she was a freshman, she once told others that Jiang Qin liked me.

When she was a sophomore, she also told others that Jiang Qin liked me.

But by her junior year, she no longer dared to say such things because no one would believe them.

This is a gap in identity and status, so far that people feel that the two of them do not exist in the same world at all.

Chu Siqi pursed her lips and suddenly found a Rolls-Royce parked at the door. However, the car did not drive in. Instead, it stopped as soon as it reached the intersection.

Then Feng Nanshu, dressed in fairy-like clothes, got out of the car, holding a dog in his hand. The dog was dressed up carefully, with a red hydrangea hanging around its neck.

The little rich woman is fully equipped today. She has Jiang Qin’s family heirloom in her hand and the 208 boss lady’s sign on her chest.

She was still not used to such crowded scenes, but she didn't want to miss Jiang Qin's joy at all.

So she, the boss lady, stood outside the lively crowd and watched, her eyes following Jiang Qin and never leaving for a moment.

At this moment, Wei Lanlan, who was standing next to the fountain, saw Feng Nanshu in the corner, then said "Ah", called the boss lady, and immediately ran over, and the other members of 208 followed closely behind.

Chu Siqi looked at this scene and said nothing for a long time, but felt sour in her heart again.

When it was almost noon, the etiquette lady in cheongsam came up to the stage with scissors and red silk. The leaders also came to the scene after some humility. The little rich woman was also led up by Jiang Qin and held a hand. The pink scissors look quite scary.

But only Professor Yan did not come up, but quietly moved to the corner.

Jiang Qin did not see this scene, but made the first cut under the host's voice, and then cut the red silk with everyone.

"Boss, Professor Yan didn't seem to be here just now."

"?"

After hearing Wen Jinrui's reminder, Jiang Qin turned to look at the audience and found Professor Yan standing at the back of the crowd, smiling at him peacefully, with relief written all over his face.

Jiang Qin was silent for a moment thoughtfully, and then said: "Let's continue."

"OK."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Guangyu, who was standing at the gate, ran towards the door quickly, and then a burst of crackling firecrackers sounded.

Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao also stood on the right side of the door, one on each side, peeling off the red silk covering the door number.

These three guys looked very excited, and their grins were even wider than Jiang Qin's.

After the firecrackers ended, six trucks from Wanzhong Mall drove in one after another, all with big red flowers on the fronts, and inside the vehicles were a full set of tables, chairs, benches, and various office appliances.

While the workers were moving things into the house, Jiang Qin came to the audience and found Professor Yan.

"Professor, why don't you go and cut the ribbon?"

Professor Yan was silent for a long time before speaking: "Ziqing's side can't hold on any longer."

He is a very old-fashioned scholar, even a somewhat eccentric scholar, but he always has a feeling of being like a teacher or a father to his students.

He regarded Ye Ziqing as his favorite disciple, and so did Jiang Qin. He came here today to congratulate Jiang Qin, but he couldn't go up to happily cut the ribbon because another of his students was still in dire straits.

"At least Senior Sister Ye has proved with practical actions that the collapse of Jiuhui.com was not due to your suggestion, but because of her own lack of ability. Look at me, you taught me how I can be as handsome as Yanzu but also so rich."

Professor Yan gave him a funny look: "Don't talk nonsense. Apart from helping you with the procedures and writing letters of introduction, I didn't teach you anything. You can reach this point only by your own ability."

Jiang Qin grinned, took out the red cloth he had just stuffed in his pocket, and handed over the scissors: "If you don't have a master to lead you in, it will be useless no matter how talented you are. Just cut it, Professor. I will never tell Senior Sister Ye."

"No more cutting, no more cutting."

"Cut one, Professor."

Professor Yan was so dizzy that he could only say, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay," and then picked up the scissors and cut it quickly.

After watching Professor Yan leave, Jiang Qin couldn't help but sigh.

It has been a month since the Group Buying Industry Exchange Conference. Under the constant attack of Lashou.com and Nuomi.com, Suixin Group’s market share has fallen to the point where it can no longer fall.

At the same time, more second-tier websites have also rushed in, encroaching on the market in the surrounding areas, and it feels like they are overthrown by others.

The most important thing is that when Suixin Tuan's decline intensified and its market share plummeted, they could no longer raise money, and they couldn't even get discounts. They had already reached the end of their rope.

The iteration of the Internet is so rapid. It can make you great, but it can also break people to pieces.

From the high spirits in March to the dismal elimination in November, the elimination of Suixin Group also marks that the entire group buying industry will enter the final sprint stage.

Jiang Qin stretched out and suddenly noticed Feng Nanshu walking over and taking out a thick red envelope from his bag with a cute and cute expression.

"Brother, congratulations on getting rich."

"We here in Linchuan don't like giving red envelopes when cutting ribbons."

Feng Nanshu still stuffed it into his arms, and then patted it twice: "Give it to what you want."

Jiang Qin picked it up, looked at it, and said in a thick pile: "Why do you give so much?"

"You can only take so much, don't you dare to have more."

"????"

Feng Nanshu suddenly stretched out his hands in front of Jiang Qin, stared at the red envelope he had just given out, and said, "Brother, give me two hundred yuan."

Jiang Qin couldn't keep up with her thoughts: "What kind of operation is this?"

"I'm going to buy something over there, but the money is all for you."

Following the little rich woman's fingers, Jiang Qin spotted Song Qingqing and his group: "What can they buy there?"

"I heard that Zhuang Chen has five boxes of mooncakes. I'm going to buy some."

Jiang Qin was amused by her serious expression: "Why are you buying his mooncakes? We don't want them. Be obedient. When I'm free, I'll take you to buy other mooncakes."

Feng Nanshu glanced at him: "You must be the kind of person who can lose scum."

While he was talking, Wei Lanlan came over, holding a document in his hand: "Boss, the fourth round of marketing brands and the fifth round of marketing brands have been selected."

"So fast?" Jiang Qin took it and took a look, "A lot of foreign brands."

"Linchuan has carefully selected three rounds, and the rest are very poor. We can only choose foreign brands. But don't worry, the agreements between these brands and us have been signed."

Jiang Qin handed the document back: "Change the marketing path and let them quickly deploy in second and third tier cities. The group buying website is going to sink. We have to burn their money, build our own brand, join the group to feign attack from the rear, and do it at any time. Preparations to shrink the front.”

Wherever the group buying war is fought, the market will be the hottest. In this case, as long as the marketing is done well, it is not difficult to take advantage of this fire to incubate several brands.

Wei Lanlan understood that the boss wanted to use the flames of group buying to push Xihanheqing's business closed loop to a whole new level, and then connect it to group buying, then incubate, and then connect...

(End of chapter)