Chapter 362: Feng Nanshu’s Diary

“Jiang Qin must not know about this.”

Feng Nanshu squinted as she washed her panties thoroughly, pretending nothing happened and then gently tugged at her pajama’s neckline, looking in the mirror.

A red mark left by Jiang Qin was noticeable on her fair neck.

“Gao Wenhui must not see this, or she’ll go crazy.”

The little rich girl didn’t know why her expression seemed so righteous, and then she went back to the desk, pulled open a drawer and took out a blue notebook, gently flipping it open.

She doesn’t write in the diary often, only about things worth remembering.

Many might think a life is rich and long beyond what words can fully describe.

But since she could remember, she’s used this diary because her life before eighteen seemed barely enough to fill a page.

However, since meeting Jiang Qin, there seemed to be more worth recording, so she often took out this notebook and wrote in it. Now, half the diary was filled with Jiang Qin’s name.

“March 2000, Aunt no longer wants me.”

“May 2003, secretly bought bubble gum as big as watermelons, mom found out. She said a true lady shouldn’t be swayed by appetite, I was scared.”

“April 2005, a puppy ran into our house, I liked it but mom had someone take it away saying she hates animals and everyone told me to stop looking.”

“March 2006, mom took me to see a doctor who said I had mental issues, had to go to Jizhou for a quiet rest.”

“September 2006, arrived at mom’s hometown, it’s okay, I’m alone everywhere anyway.”

“2007, reading and practicing violin, didn’t rank first this time, the secretary taking care of me was scared, kept calling mom to apologize, mom needs me to do well to prove she can be a good mother.”

“June 2008, after the college entrance exams, returned home didn’t see the secretary. Uncle Gong said mom was pregnant with a boy, said I’d have a free summer and asked what I wanted, I really wanted to go to the library.”

“June 2008, I got kicked.”

“I have a good friend now, want him to take me to the small commodities city, don’t want to be a lady, want to eat junk food.”

“Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin…”

“Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin… Write one more today than yesterday.”

“…”

“Saw Jiang Qin again, he said we could be together forever, even fed me, I want to stick by him.”

“I’m the boss now, Su Nai and Lanlan both call me boss lady, Jiang Qin says it’s like a big family, I like it, but I have no proof.”

“Went to good friend tree, it made me cry, Jiang Qin said he didn’t climb, but the wounds are the same as mine.”

“I guessed right, Jiang Qin secretly went to hang the friend plaque, we will be blessed by the gods, Xuemei is really nice.”

“Met elder sister Ding Xue, learned something new, apparently just need to call brother and Jiang Qin listens to everything I say.”

“Gao Wenhui says Jiang Qin is my husband, told me to call him that next time we meet, I’m not silly meow.”

“Christmas, Jiang Qin ate my feet, I feel a bit weird.”

“Jiang Qin took me home for New Year, Jiang Qin’s mom kinda likes me.”

“Jiang Qin says aunt is a good person, no matter what happened, must remember aunt is a good person, I listen to him.”

“Today’s Halloween, streets are scary, but with Jiang Qin even ghosts I’m not afraid, but I peed my pants, can’t tell him this…”

Feng Nanshu turned today’s events into a short line of text, her eyes bright then climbed into bed to send a long string of ‘brother’ messages to Jiang Qin.

Meanwhile, in the boys’ dormitory, Jiang Qin was crouching on the balcony washing clothes, cursing, thinking young college students are really doomed, doomed…

After washing bitter tea leaves, Jiang Qin went back to bed, picked up his phone, saw the little rich girl’s long string of ‘brother,’ and couldn’t help squinting his eyes.

I warn you little rich girl, this one below is newly changed.

I regard you as a buddy for life, you can’t always exhaust me.

Today’s Halloween was a pandemonium, all sorts of demons and goblins were there, didn’t expect a real charming demon to sneak in.

The key is she was born in February, half a year older than me, she’s actually an elder sister, yet always clingy and dumb, calling me brother, her buff is maxed out.

“Brother received, sleep tight.”

Jiang Qin sighed, glanced around.

Cao Guangyu had already changed clothes and washed up, lying in bed chatting on QQ, larva-like a maggot, Ren Ziqiang didn’t attend the Halloween dance tonight but seems to have made progress elsewhere, his larvae form was exceptionally terrifying.

Alright, I also jump into bed and larva a bit then.

Jiang Qin washed up, turned over into bed, opened his album and kept swiping.

Next morning, Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu went to the cafeteria for breakfast, sitting opposite each other, both still sleepy, their glances somewhat evasive.

It felt like they wanted to look at each other, but weirdly didn’t dare.

“What time did you sleep?”

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips: “I slept at two.”

Jiang Qin squinted: “Did I not tell you to sleep properly? How come you stayed up until two?”

“Jiang Qin, it’s actually all your fault, you keep running around in my mind.”

“…”

Jiang Qin quietly fed her a spoonful of rice porridge, his career-focused mind having suffered a billion hits, only radical work could cure him, so employees at 208 were heavily drilled the following days.

Zhihu’s operational staff was rearranged, half of them freed up to follow Dong Wenhao to plan next year’s group-buying promotion.

Meanwhile, the group-buy tech team started working on app development.

However, the fastest progress was Jia Duoji’s marketing, boosted by TV ads and the dry weather affecting patents on his canned herbal tea was rapidly expanding north and south.

From an unsellable herbal tea to a must-have in hotpot restaurants, Jia Duoji’s journey, though not bringing substantial benefits to Jiang Qin, made everyone understand what top-level marketing is.

Thus, Linchuan Business Group grew stronger.

At this moment, no one in Linchuan’s business community doubted Jiang Qin as a leader, only those eager to join the strategic cooperation lined up.

On November 5th, authorized by the government, Linchuan Business Group had its plaque-hanging ceremony at Xinghong Road No. 102, Jiang Qin was invited for the ribbon-cutting.

The ceremony was filled with applause and shutter sounds, even the broadcast of “The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3” in Linchuan University’s canteen was interrupted for a clip of Daniel Wu, making everyone glance up again in awe before sighing.

“Your university, my university, seem different…”

“He’s only a sophomore and already can stand with city leaders for a ribbon-cutting, though he’s at the edge, it’s still impressive.”

Especially those seniors about to graduate, at a life-deciding phase, could deeply grasp what social status meant.

“Even standing on the side is enough to be taken seriously.”

“Definitely, being up there for the ribbon-cutting shows he has at least some say!”

“You’re thinking too much, power maybe not, it’s government level after all, but definitely a face-gaining moment.”

College students debated knowledgeably, opinions varied but they didn’t know this ribbon-cutting was just for show, and the behind-the-scenes were far more complex than they saw.

The day after the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Zhihu’s ground promotion team retracted 70% of its employees. Under Tan Qing’s leadership, they settled at Xinghong Road No. 102 to push forward the marketing plan for the second batch of cooperation brands.

Since the Linchuan Business Group had established itself, everything became more formal. At the suggestion of Linchuan municipal government, Jiang Qin made public the second batch of strategic marketing brands.

These brands were personally selected by Jiang Qin from Wei Lanlan’s document.

The only criterion for inclusion was Jiang Qin’s subjective judgment.

This public list also triggered a huge wave in the Linchuan business community.

“Damn, I was chosen. I’m celebrating tonight by booking the foot-washing place!”

“Damn, my company is on the list. I’m going to be rich, really rich!”

“Hey, President Qiu, hurry back. There’s great news. We’ve been selected to join the Linchuan Business Group’s second round of marketing brands. Mr. Jiang wants you back for a meeting.”

“Damn, why not us? I’ve said it, without gifts, it just won’t work. Is it still useful to give gifts now?”

On the third day after the project’s announcement, Jiang Qin received countless calls from brands that didn’t make the list, offering houses, cars, even wives, and one even wanted to gift him a luxury villa.

Some secretly used their leaders’ influence, hoping to get him to add one more slot.

Jiang Qin wasn’t naive, nor did he have the swagger of someone who’d bend over backwards for the powerful.

He rejected everything, cars, women, even stubbornly refused the luxury villa but took a step back in front of the leaders, ensuring that the brands he recommended would directly enter the third round.

His reasoning was clever: the second round plan had already been set two months earlier, adding one more brand might overlook several factors. It wouldn’t be as effective as joining the thoroughly organized third round.

He didn’t say no, and by standing from others’ perspective, the leaders felt quite satisfied.

However, once the list was confirmed, some unavoidable challenges arose, such as money.

Many small Linchuan brands suited for promotion lacked the necessary funds, a common dilemma where opportunities were available but finances weren’t.

So, Jiang Qin spent three days running around Linchuan, meeting mining bosses, washing feet, and dining from morning till night.

Wen Jinrui, as Jiang Qin’s secretary, often accompanied him, worn out by his relentless brand picking, gift refusing, and partnership hunting.

But Jiang Qin just smiled slightly, indicating it wasn’t a big issue.

Home’s little demoness was too formidable; his entrepreneurial spirit was almost wrung out. He needed to catch up fast.

Three days later, the Linchuan Business Group held its first private signing meeting which Jiang Qin led. Major mining bosses transitioning into shareholders established a private equity fund named Golden Silkwood.

Backed by the Linchuan municipal government, things ran seamlessly smooth in this territory.

At the meeting, local chains like convenience stores, hotels, KTVs, dessert and fresh produce shops received financing, ready to advance along the routes pioneered by Xitian, Burger King, River Hotpot, and Qing Flower Pepper Grilled Fish.

At first, many were unclear about what Golden Silkwood’s establishment truly meant.

Only after the contract details leaked unofficially did they realize: Jiang Qin was financing his favored Linchuan brands with the wealthiest local miners, aiming to go national with his top-tier marketing.

Money, branding, sharp marketing—who could resist?

No mincing words: if this line could be drawn out, there would hardly be a rival on the national stage.

“Thank you all for your trust and support towards the Linchuan Business Group, and for your constant unity and mutual aid which made this possible—I am truly honored.”

“A year from now, I hope to meet you at the peak.”

At the signing event, Jiang Qin smiled with his cheeks gently raised, applause thundering as camera shutters clicked constantly.

At this moment, no one could remember that this spirited young man was just twenty years old.

“Mr. Jiang, you’ve been running around these past few days, and we know it’s been tough. Let’s go get a massage later?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Wu, but there’s a new dessert shop at the entrance of our school. My friend is nagging to try the double-skin milk. How about this—I’ll treat you next time.”

“?”

Jiang Qin politely waved his hand and left with flair.

What nobody knew was that an hour after facilitating a multimillion-dollar deal, he’d be riding to a dessert shop on an electric bike with a cool-looking cutie, cramped legs and all, but still grinning foolishly.

“Jiang Qin, how many do you want to eat?”

“You can only have one.”

“You heard wrong. I asked how many you want to eat.”

“I know, but you’re actually testing how many I’ll let you eat.”

Feng Nanshu’s face fell, thinking the big bear wasn’t stupid at all.