Chapter 609: Internet Conference

“President Ma seemed a bit overwhelmed this time. That’s not like him.”

“Yeah, it’s like he was suddenly suppressed by the opponent.”

“I didn’t expect President Jiang to be so good at bluffing at such a young age, and he’s damn uninterested in money too. Really impressive!”

At the first day’s general meeting of the Internet Conference, Jiang Qin summarized President Ma’s many famous moments, spouting golden quotes, making President Ma a bit overwhelmed.

President Ma always thought Jiang Qin was using his phrases, but there was no evidence.

After their on-stage dialogue ended, it was past two in the afternoon. The meeting’s agenda was almost finished.

Under the closing speech of an elder leader, the first day’s meeting concluded. Everyone got up, stretched their limbs cramped from sitting all day, and walked out.

The next two days include industry-specific discussions and the Internet+ startup project competition, and the closing ceremony, though the largest event was today.

For the next two days’ forums, like Mr. Ma and Huawei, the person itself won’t appear, only showing up at the closing ceremony again.

Jiang Qin also stood up from his seat, picked up his leaving present, and was then stopped by several reporters, almost getting a microphone shoved into his mouth.

“President Jiang, what’s the next development plan for Group-Buy?”

“With the arrival of the 4G era, is it an opportunity or a challenge for Group-Buy?”

“President Jiang, as the youngest entrepreneur, do you have anything to say to the young people?”

“President Jiang, do you really have a wife?”

Handling the reporters’ questions was actually an unofficial but important part of this Internet Conference.

Jiang Qin patiently answered the questions, mixing truth with fiction in his tone.

For instance, yes, I do have a wife, Jiang Qin said, then confused himself, not sure if his statement was true or false.

He lied, but not entirely.

Liu Qiang and Lei Jun hadn’t left yet and were also receiving media interviews. They found a gap and walked towards Jiang Qin.

“President Jiang, remember to come for dinner tonight.”

Jiang Qin turned to them: “I just met you, and I feel embarrassed to freeload a meal from President Liu.”

Liu Qiang waved his hand: “Ah, President Jiang, you needn’t think like that. Honestly, I was supposed to host this meal, but then an investor jumped in wanting to arrange this dinner, so I just ended up being the middleman calling everyone to eat.”

“Someone else?”

“Yes, President Feng of Feng Corporation, who just returned to the country. You might not know, this company is wealthy, but they had some business changes recently and are now in a phase of reducing burdens and transforming, with a lot of funds they want to invest.”

“…”

Jiang Qin blinked in confusion, looking at Liu Qiang without detecting any joking, his mouth twitching.

He didn’t expect Feng Shihua to also be here to liven things up and even invite him to dinner.

But on second thought, it also made sense.

Internet business is currently the biggest opportunity domestically. Since Feng Shihua returned to take over Feng Corporation and his companies all needed revitalization, he wouldn’t miss the chance to network with entrepreneurs.

And the most profitable Internet bosses were all gathered here.

However, he realized something—Feng Shihua might not know about his relationship with Feng Nanshu and just considered him one of the successful entrepreneurs.

That wasn’t strange since Feng Shihua didn’t care much about Feng Nanshu. He might not even remember how old his daughter was and couldn’t link Jiang Qin with her friends.

An unappreciated daughter of a deceased wife picks up a handsome guy on the roadside and ends up stirring up the domestic business scene—that’s quite a dramatic story.

If this were true, how would they introduce themselves at dinner?

“Hello, Old Deng, I am your outstanding son-in-law.”

Jiang Qin chuckled, then suddenly furrowed his brows, remembering something Feng Shihua said yesterday, his expression freezing.

No, why tonight?

Uncle clearly said yesterday that he had called Feng Shihua. Tonight he was going to visit Sheshan Manor, the reason given being that Feng Nanshu’s good friend came to Shanghai, planning to have dinner at his house with Nanshu.

Yet now there’s suddenly another dinner hosted by him.

He can’t split himself in half, so which one to go to?

Jiang Qin thought for a moment and whispered something into Liu Qiang’s ear, his face showing a trace of apology.

“What did President Jiang say? Is he going or not?”

“He said he’s visiting an elder tonight, unsure if he can make it. If he can, he’ll come; if not, he’ll arrange another time specially to invite everyone back.”

“President Jiang is indeed straightforward. That’ll work then. After all, there’s plenty of time later.”

Liu Qiang nodded, and along with Lei Jun, left the venue. Before going out, they saw President Ma energetically addressing the media, seemingly ready to redeem himself after an earlier argument.

At three in the afternoon, the weather in Shanghai turned slightly gloomy, hinting at rain brewing.

Jiang Qin returned to Xiangti Villa from the venue and called out Feng Nanshu several times. Not the little rich girl, but Mrs. Wu answered.

“Son-in-law, the young miss and madame went to the furniture city. They won’t be back until dinner.”

“Oh, is that so? What about uncle?”

“Sir went to the drama club. There’s a performance tonight, around the same time.”

“Alright, then I’ll go to sleep for a while.”

Jiang Qin yawned as he headed upstairs and fell into a deep sleep.

He hadn’t slept well the previous night because Feng Nanshu had already gone back then suddenly returned to say good night again.

This caused Jiang Qin to hold her in his arms and kiss her for half an hour, which in turn made him toss and turn, unable to sleep, spiraling up to midnight. Now, he finally caught up on some of his lost sleep.

By the time he woke up, Qin Jingqiu and Feng Nanshu had already returned, getting dressed in the master bedroom, while uncle was waiting in the living room.

“Jiang Qin, are you ready?”

“Of course, uncle. Look, I’ve prepared the gifts.”

Jiang Qin had just washed his face and was sitting on the sofa to wake up. Hearing the inquiry, he casually pointed to the small bag next to the sofa, marked with the Internet conference souvenir.

Feng Shihua twitched his lips: “You really couldn’t buy anything. Actually, bringing a gift is not necessary.”

“It’s not important, but uncle, are you sure I can meet Nanshu’s dad?”

“Of course, I called him the night I asked for your consent. He welcomed you very much, though I didn’t say you were Nanshu’s boyfriend, only mentioned you were university classmates and friends.”

Feng Shihua had visited Qin Jingqiu’s family before as a friend.

This approach had its advantages—if the other party didn’t like you, they wouldn’t say harsh words since, after all, you are a friend.

Jiang Qin looked at Feng Shihua: “Uncle, weren’t you beaten up that night? Still had the nerve to call Nanshu’s dad?”

“Nonsense, I wasn’t beaten up. I just argued with your aunt for half an hour!”

“Are you sure you heard clearly? He’s so busy, he wouldn’t have more important things tonight, would he?”

Feng Shihua waved his hand: “Although I told him I was bringing Nanshu’s friend to see him, I hinted that you are a male. Big brother isn’t stupid, he definitely knows you’re Nanshu’s boyfriend. We’re just saying, what could be more important than meeting your future son-in-law?”

Jiang Qin nodded subtly, thinking to himself whether he would really meet him tonight.

At that moment, Feng Shihua handed Jiang Qin a cup of tea: “Nervous?”

Jiang Qin shook his head: “Not nervous. A handsome friend has to meet the in-laws eventually.”

“？”

“I mean, I’m mentally strong.”

Feng Shihua chuckled: “When I went to Jingqiu’s home, I was so nervous, sitting in their living room, not knowing where to put my hands. What about when Nanshu went to your house?”

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but smile: “Actually, before Nanshu formally visited, my mom already knew about her.”

“Why?”

“I took her home secretly once, and just my luck, my mom came home from work, saw us in the elevator, and also, my phone wallpaper was her. That night, I was interrogated by them, asking if Nanshu was their daughter-in-law.”

Feng Shihua was hearing this for the first time: “When did Nanshu officially meet your parents?”

Jiang Qin took a moment to recall: “About two years ago on New Year’s Eve, I took her out for fireworks, knowing she had no one to spend the dinner with, so I brought her home. Nanshu was nervous like a little rabbit stared down by a big bear, shivering.”

“And then?”

“Then she seemed to realize my mom doted on her, started getting bold, daring to go downstairs to set off fireworks by herself, being very dramatic. Last Spring Festival, she wasn’t satisfied just setting them on the ground, she insisted I hold them for her. I said it hurt, she said she didn’t believe it.”

Feng Shihua laughed twice: “That’s quite different from the timid Nanshu from when she was young.”

Jiang Qin sipped his tea: “Uncle, it’s possible she wasn’t timid as a child, but no one doted on her.”

“…”

Reminiscing about the past, they suddenly heard footsteps from upstairs.

Feng Nanshu was dressed exquisitely, in addition to a ladylike dress and wavy hair, also wore delicate earrings and a necklace. Her already flawless face was lightly made up, truly a stunning beauty.

However, her expression was somewhat anxious. Upon coming downstairs, she clung to Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin held her hand tightly: “I’ll pretend to be your boyfriend and back you up in front of your dad and stepmom.”

“Can I also pretend to call you husband then?”

“？”

Jiang Qin looked at her: “You seem quite experienced at pretending.”

Feng Nanshu squinted her eyes, pretending to know nothing.