Chapter 190 Another Woman Who Calls You Brother

  On Saturday morning, the sunlight was mild, the sky was clear, the blue sky was endless, and even white clouds were rare.

  Jiang Qin went to the girls' dormitory to pick up Feng Nanshu, intending to take her to visit He Yijun's home.

  Today, the rich woman was particularly aloof, wearing a cool black outfit. After seeing Jiang Qin, she did not show her usual silly temperament. Her mouth was rosy and translucent, and it seemed that she had put on a little lipstick.

  "Brother, let's go"

  ."Why do you call me brother as soon as you meet? You are a little unsportsmanlike today!" Jiang Qin was numb.

  Feng Nanshu sat in the co-pilot seat seriously, exuding a cold temperament: "Brother, take me to see another woman who calls you brother." 

  "Damn, who taught you this?"

  "I learned it from Wen Hui." Feng Nanshu felt a little guilty but justified.

  Jiang Qin looked at her for a long time, and his eyes suddenly narrowed: "Do you feel unhappy when others call me brother?"

  Feng Nanshu nodded obediently: "A little sad."

  "Then do you know why you are sad?"

  Jiang Qin held his breath immediately after asking, waiting for her answer nervously, thinking that she must not be jealous, otherwise he would be finished.

  After a while, Feng Nanshu pursed her rosy lips: "I don't know, anyway, I don't know anything."

  Jiang Qin breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that he was fine again: "In fact, many people are like this, there is nothing special, no need to think about the reason, let alone take it to heart." "

  But the person He Manqi wants to see is actually you, I just happened to be with her, she is your little fan girl, and she swears to be someone like you, even her hairstyle is the same as yours."

  Feng Nanshu couldn't maintain her cold expression, and became silly again: "Jiang Qin, what kind of person am I?" "

  A big stupid."

  "I'm not stupid..."

  "You are stupid and second-year, and you are going to see another woman. Are you reading some weird novels again? I told you not to read them."

  Jiang Qin fastened her seat belt and drove out of the school gate. The rich woman sitting in the passenger seat became active again, her eyes kept scanning the window, taking in the scenery. When they arrived at a

  more prosperous urban area, Jiang Qin stopped the car, found a tobacco and liquor store nearby, and bought some gifts. It's

  appropriate to bring something when you visit someone for the first time, otherwise it would be too impolite.

  Professor Yan is right. This is the drawback of a society based on favors. Knowing that Lao He must have a plan, you still have to bring gifts. Is there any law for this?

  Half an hour later, the two arrived at Donghu Mountain Courtyard outside Xicheng.

  This is a townhouse area in Linchuan. It is very European. The doorposts of the gate are even embossed with several figures from Greek mythology.

  Such patchwork-style buildings are very popular in this era. Because the progress of the Internet has broadened everyone's horizons, but aesthetics have not kept up on time, resulting in a large number of mixed-style buildings that combine Chinese and Western styles. When

  people mention Europe, they think of aristocrats. It is reasonable for villas to have a European style, right?

  Jiang Qin drove in from the gate and found that there was a statue of Xiao Yulian from Belgium in front of him. He was the peeing boy who extinguished the bomb with a pee and saved the whole city.

  He held the steering wheel with one hand and covered the eyes of the little rich woman with the other hand.

  It's just a bronze statue. Why is it so detailed? Damn, this is not naked pornography.

  Jiang Qin quickly bypassed the peeing boy and found Building 506 in the fifth row according to the location.

  After ringing the doorbell, He Yijun, who had changed into home clothes, came out to greet him personally.

  "Mr. Jiang, please come in quickly. Is this your girlfriend?" He was a little surprised at Feng Nanshu's beauty.

  Jiang Qin nodded calmly: "Yes, this is my good friend, Feng Nanshu."

  "?"

  The two walked into the living room and saw He Manqi who was already waiting at the door. As soon as she came up, she called Jiang Qin brother and Nanshu sister. She was very enthusiastic.

  He Yijun asked his daughter to take Feng Nanshu to visit, and he took Jiang Qin to sit in the living room.

  "Mr. Jiang, you are going to have a holiday recently, right?"

  "Yes, it will be officially a holiday after the final exam."

  He Yijun poured him a cup of tea: "Where is your home?"

  "Jeju." Jiang Qin picked up the teacup and said thank you.

  "Jeju is a good place. I went there several times when I was young. That place has many outstanding people and historical celebrities. No wonder it can produce a learning star like you."

  Jiang Qin hissed and began to pick the soles of his shoes with his toes.

  To flatter someone, you need to find the right way and method.

  For example, if I have some literary talent and you praise me as a great writer, I will be very happy because I do have it, but it is exaggerated.

  But if I am bald and you insist on praising my hairstyle as being super cool and awesome, then it is like hitting the horse's hoof, because I don't have it and I feel guilty.

  "Mr. He, didn't I come here to eat for free today? Where is the food?" Jiang Qin changed the subject.   

  "It's still on the way and will be delivered later. To be honest, I'm not very good at cooking, so I ordered a table at Juxianlou."

  Jiang Qin's mouth twitched: "You can order a family dinner from a restaurant. This is the first time I've seen such a coquettish operation."

  "No way, I'm divorced." He Yijun said calmly.

  Logically, this topic should be stopped here. It would be impolite to ask more questions, but Jiang Qin didn't. He patted the sofa frantically and called the little rich woman to come out to listen to the story. However, the little rich woman

  was dragged to the second floor by He Manqi, probably because she couldn't hear Jiang Qin's friendly call.

  "Mr. Jiang, you are a bit rude."

  "Mr. He, don't beat around the bush. You can't even cook, but you still called me to your home for dinner. Why?" He

  Yijun heard him say this, and he didn't hide it. He directly expressed his concerns about the retail industry and his ideas for reform. To put it

  simply, he wants to change the current sales model of the mall to cope with the changes in the development of the times and seek a transformation in the future online shopping era.

  But he thought for a long time and still couldn't find the direction, so he planned to ask Jiang Qin for advice.

  Yes, the boss of a large pure-selling mall used the word "ask for advice" to an unknown college student.

  After Jiang Qin heard it,

  he immediately said "fuck" in his heart. To be honest, as a reborn person, it is very normal for him to be able to see through the future. I have experienced the life myself, how could I not know what it will become.

  But Mr. He, as an authority, was not confused, and quickly smelled the smell of danger, which really surprised him.

  Why?

  Because people's reactions are usually slow, and they will never feel pain unless the whip hits them. The

  older generation of businessmen who struggled through hardships and difficulties, the innate sense of crisis is really not to be underestimated.

  "Mr. Jiang, help me solve my doubts." He Yijun looked serious.

  Jiang Qin showed the same silly look as Feng Nanshu: "Actually, I don't know, Mr. He, I'm just an ordinary college student!" "

  Too modest, I don't like your modesty. There are no outsiders at home, so be more arrogant!" "

  In fact, if you think about this problem with the inherent boss's thinking, it is easy to complicate the problem. Why not think about it from the perspective of a consumer? The Internet always has its own limitations and blind spots, just like peeing, consumers can't pee online, right?" He

  Yijun's eyebrows stood up after listening: "You mean, I want to turn Wanzhong into a public toilet?"

  Jiang Qin put down the teacup in his hand: "What I mean is, think of yourself as a consumer, think about what things you must do yourself, that may be a good direction for reform."

  "Things that need to be done yourself..."

  He Yijun's scalp suddenly began to numb, as if he had grasped something.

  "What is the current area division of Wanzhong?"

  "The first floor is daily necessities and clothing, the second floor is cosmetics and jewelry, the third floor is daily electrical appliances, the fourth floor is furniture, and the fifth floor is office area."

  Jiang Qin looked at He Yijun: "These things can be purchased online in the future. The price will definitely be lower than yours, and they will give away more things than you. You really have no advantage, and you are about to be finished."

  He Yijun suddenly seemed to grasp something: "Only things that can't be purchased online can continue to survive in shopping malls?"

  "That's right, such as catering, cinemas, and life services. You want to get together with friends, watch a movie, take your children out to play, get a massage, get a haircut, and have a manicure. You can't do it online, right? My suggestion is to cut off a large part of the bulky retail business, re-plan the mall layout, and shift from pure sales to service. You have to give people a reason to come, and the mall can only survive." "

  ..."

  As soon as the words fell, the doorbell rang again.

  The deliveryman from Juxianlou pushed the delivery cart in and began to place dishes on the dining table. Although they were not homemade dishes, the sea cucumbers and abalone showed their sincerity. He Yijun simply

  took two bites, and something seemed to be activated in his mind. He didn't care about the guests' thoughts and ran to the study room halfway through his meal.

  "Uncle Jiang Qin, do you want to drink? I'll pour you a glass of wine."

  "Didn't you call me brother when you came in just now? Why are you suddenly calling me uncle now?"

  Jiang Qin finished speaking and subconsciously looked at the rich woman sitting next to him.

  Feng Nanshu picked up the water glass and drank water, looking at him with innocent eyes, as if there was water rippling in her eyes.

  "My father said that he and you are equals, and it's impolite to call him brother."

  "But as far as I know, you never listen to your father, right?" Jiang Qin was a little suspicious.

  He Manqi coughed and said, "I'm obedient now. By the way, uncle, can you tell me more about Sister Nanshu?"

  Jiang Qin put down his chopsticks and looked at her, "Do you want to hear it, or do others want to eavesdrop?" 

  "..."

  The little rich woman was picking up peanuts. When she heard this, the peanuts on her chopsticks fell off.