Chapter 643: The Ancestor of the Jiang Family Feels the Pressure

Tan Qing has always managed the in-store group-buy business, so the task of promoting offline payments fell on her this time.

The next day at noon, a meeting to discuss the offline payment promotion was convened by the group-buy team.

Jiang Qin handed over a thick document titled “Cloud Flash Pay Offline Promotion Plan” to Tan Qing, urging her to study it diligently.

Honestly, that promotion plan document was really thick.

Tan Qing had not yet opened it but could tell how much effort had gone into it.

The boss is really the boss, on one hand, paying close attention to incubating short videos, deeply auditing videos, and on the other, focusing on the takeaway market. Amidst this tight schedule, he also finished a comprehensive promotion plan.

Indeed, promoting Cloud Flash Pay is entirely different from the group-buy and takeaway promotions. The boss’s thorough preparation is understandable.

“Boss, I guarantee I’ll complete the task.”

Jiang Qin patted her shoulder, “I’ve always believed in your ability.”

“Thank you, boss!”

Tan Qing pursed her lips and gently opened the seal of the “Cloud Flash Pay Offline Promotion Plan,” intending to skim through it initially.

She found the second page titled “Alipay Offline Promotion Plan” with those big letters.

“?”

Surprised, Tan Qing quickly closed the cover, thinking she opened it wrongly and then silently opened it again.

Only then did she realize the cover branded “Cloud Flash Pay” seemed to have been newly attached.

“Alibaba is really too domineering…”

“How could they write their name on our promotion proposal? It’s simply unreasonable!”

In the following days, forty percent of the group-buy workforce was reassigned to prepare for the Cloud Payment promotion.

This included coordinating with the tech team for app updates, port integration, and investing in offline payment equipment, as well as meeting with senior executives from happy Hanheqing, hoping for full cooperation in this initiative.

This workload is truly enormous.

With many “similar” tasks already completed by Alipay, the group-buy had to race against time to catch up.

During this period, the entire group-buy enterprise team entered a state similar to sprinting for college entrance exams.

Meanwhile, Hungry decided to target the university student market after receiving a funding boost, hoping to break out of being chased by group-buy takeaway.

With the start of the school year, a flood of new students would enter the university market.

These freshmen, just having acquired phones with yet-to-be-formed consumer habits, were seen by Hungry as an opportunity to make a significant impact.

Despite the quiet of midsummer, the undercurrents of the internet business market surged unstoppably.

By the end of August, as temperatures rose again, Jiang Qin finally returned from Linchuan to Jizhou, planning to rest for a couple of days.

Under the leadership of the group-buy, Linchuan had become somewhat competitive over the years, unlike the laid-back northern city that remained as calm as before.

Both cats and dogs leisurely walked the streets, and one would hardly find the hurried expressions of big-city folks rushing to work here.

Jiang Qin, wearing sunglasses, drove straight from the highway back to Hongrong Homes. Upon entering his house, he saw Gao Wenhui, who had gained a bit, Wang Haini, who gained a little, and the still slender little rich girl.

“Gao Wenhui, Wang Haini, have you two been eating all the little rich girl’s food?!”

“?”

Just as Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini were about to greet him, they heard this and quickly ran into the bedroom to weigh themselves.

Through the thick door, he could hear them shouting various familial exasperations.

Honestly, becoming careless in the summer, even drinking water seems to make one fat.

Huihui was already prone to gaining weight, and her irregular schedule due to full-time writing didn’t help as her weight shot up.

As for Wang Haini, she had a lack of exercise and loved eating sweets at night.

This silent weight gain was hard to notice, but for Jiang Qin, who hadn’t seen them for two months, the impact was huge.

Jiang Qin worried about his weight scale, then looked towards the balcony, where the little rich girl was watering flowers. Seeing him return, she turned, her snow-white toes with a hint of pink involuntarily curling.

“Is it because I returned three days late that you don’t call me brother anymore?”

“Brother.”

Jiang Qin took off his coat, “Getting all cool and distant again?”

Feng Nanshu set down the watering can and approached with a puffed cheek, “They’ve been touching Little Left and Little Right every day you weren’t here.”

“?”

“Dammit, did they think I wouldn’t dare to touch back?”

Feng Nanshu seemed stunned for a moment, “That won’t be necessary…”

Thankfully, this summer vacation the little rich girl had her two best friends for company; otherwise, she would have dearly missed him. So, Jiang Qin decided not to pursue the matter of them secretly accessing Jiang Ainan’s grain store.

Then, Feng Nanshu started to follow him everywhere, her gaze never leaving him.

“What’s up?”

“You’ve become even more handsome.”

Jiang Qin turned to his friend, “Really or not?”

Feng Nanshu earnestly nodded, her eyes gleaming as she stared, “Love to look, still looking.”

“You girls are easily addicted to good looks, no self-control at all.”

At that moment, Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini emerged from the room, faces heavy with seriousness, “It’s all Jiang Mom’s fault. Her cooking is too delicious. I can’t eat anymore tonight.”

Jiang Qin pinched some tea leaves into a cup, “Gao Wenhui, how’s your report reading coming along?”

“Jiang Qin, I really don’t think I’m cut out for management.”

“You just want to be a bubble tea girl?”

Gao Wenhui slapped her thigh, “I’ve already discussed it with them. If you and Nanshu continue your studies at Linchuan University, I will stay on as the bubble tea manager there and write my books. At the minimum, I will finish the stories of Jiang Qin and Feng Tianxian.”

Wang Haini stretched her legs, “Can I be the vice manager of the Linchuan branch, President Jiang?”

“Didn’t you find a job?”

“I only interned for a week, then realized that men in society are somewhat greasy. Women only have a few years of youth, and I’d rather give a break to the college boys than those old men in the workplace.”

Jiang Qin was momentarily stunned, “This ‘college boys’ bit sounds quite fascinating.”

Wang Haini pressed her lips together, “So, is it possible, President Jiang?”

Jiang Qin turned on the air conditioner in the living room, “Xitian’s management is weak, Xiaoxuan is under too much pressure. You guys are talented graduates from Linchuan; I hope you can quickly become the little rich girl’s left and right hands.”

Gao Wenhui unconsciously opened a bag of chips then remembered the number on the weight scale and reluctantly put it down, “Jiang Qin, do you know Feng Nanshu can look at two reports at once and come up with two different development adjustment plans? Next to her, we’re just fools, not left and right hands.”

“?”

Feng Nanshu looked coolly at Jiang Qin, “They’re dreaming. I only know how to call ‘brother’.”

Jiang Qin yawned, “Jumping to management right after graduation is indeed hard for you two. I’ll give you some transition time.”

“What do you mean by transition time?”

“Forget the East China market. You two just take care of this small Linchuan market for now. As a compromise, I allow Gao Wenhui to write books during work hours.”

Gao Wenhui sat up, “What about the salary? How much will it increase? You initially said a district manager’s annual salary was five hundred thousand!”

Jiang Qin playfully grimaced, “Salary stays the same, three thousand a month. I’ve already compromised by letting you write books. Why are you so greedy?”

“Ah? But I’m now responsible for more things!”

“Three thousand is pretty good. You’ve got college boys to look at every day.”

Wang Haini looked content, “And I get to continue being close friends with Mrs. Jiang. It’s an opportunity others can’t buy. Following Nanshu to various charity dinners, I might accidentally marry a wealthy gentleman and thus jump out of paying three loans and being within the five insurances!”

Feng Nanshu listened to their conversation, somewhat snickering, “Mrs. Jiang isn’t married yet…”

In the afternoon, the sun dipped behind the hills, leaving a fiery red afterglow.

Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong returned from work and were surprised to see Jiang Qin back, “Son, how come you got so tanned?”

Having just returned from the restroom, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but look at himself in the mirror, “Really? I thought I’ve become more handsome.”

“Who said that?”

“Little rich girl.”

“Only a clever little devil like Nanshu could fool my silly son.”

“?”

Just then, the little rich girl ran over from the living room, “Mom, third grandma brought some buns this afternoon.”

Yuan Youqin looked at the steaming basket on the table, “Did you eat them?”

“Yes, they were delicious.”

Jiang Qin turned to Feng Nanshu, “Didn’t we agree you’d only call her mom on graduation day? Have you been calling her mom all summer?”

Feng Nanshu nodded, “I kind of got used to it. Can I keep calling her that?”

“If you call her mom, what do you call me?”

“I’ll call you brother.”

Jiang Qin looked serious, “You really want to be siblings with me?”

Feng Nanshu also looked serious, cutely saying, “I don’t want to be siblings. How about this? I can pretend to be your wife, but actually, we’re still just good friends. No one else needs to know this secret~”

“?????”

Yuan Youqin tied an apron, preparing to cook, while watching her son’s twitching mouth corners, “What’s wrong? What happened to your mouth?”

Jiang Qin came to his senses, glancing at his mom, “Nothing, I was just hit by a pink abacus bead in the mouth.”

“We haven’t had an abacus at home for years. Stop talking nonsense all the time.”

Jiang Zhenghong, peeling garlic nearby, raised his head upon hearing this, “Is the stress of business too much? This kid, he only tells the family about the good stuff, never the bad.”

Yuan Youqin nodded sympathetically, then suddenly lowered her voice, “By the way, the neighborhood is all talking about Nanshu and Jiang Qin getting married by the end of this year. Did you spread this rumor while chatting with others?”

“No, why would I say that? I thought you discussed it with third aunt and others.”

“Strange…”

(Outside, the sunshine is so bright, everyone’s gone out for spring outings, am I not one of the most diligent authors, typing away every day?)