On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, there was a temple fair in Wu'an Mountain.
A huge crowd of stall holders and people coming to play occupied half of the hilltop, while the open space at the foot of the hill was filled with all kinds of private cars.
The spirit of the New Year is getting stronger at this ti, and the festive red color is everywhere.
Even with the whiteness of the snow that fell a few days ago, the red and white contrast between the mountains and the mountains is really beautiful.
Yang Jianguo specially applied for a stall at this temple fair and displayed the Yang Ji signboard in order to cater to Jiang Qins philosophy and allow the brand influence to quickly spread in Jeju.
You must know that the temple fair has a large passenger flow, which is equivalent to so kind of exhibition or food festival. Not only Jeju, but also people from nearby cities will co to join in the fun.
If you want to attract new custors and then get into the public eye, going to places with high flow of people to increase your presence is a critical step.
However, Yang Jianguo is now a small business owner. He is currently preparing for the fifth branch and has no ti to manage the temple fair. This matter naturally falls on Yang Shuan, the master of Yangtang.
Dad, I dont want to go. I will et many old classmates when I go to the temple fair.
Yang Shuan looked reluctant.
"What's wrong? Did you lose your people by selling mutton soup? Your father and I relied on these bowls of mutton soup to support you. Don't be dissatisfied!"
Yang Jianguo turned around and glared at him.
Its not that I feel embarrassed, I just dont want to say hello, but when I et soone I know, I cant pretend not to see them, its very embarrassing.
Yang Jianguo slapped him on the head: "You brat, this is our own business, who cares if you don't care? Tell you, don't lose your temper when you go, listen to your uncle, and do whatever he wants you to do?"
Yang Shuan's eyes widened instantly: "Ah? Is my uncle going too?"
Of course, it was him who ca up with the idea of going to the temple fair, so just follow your uncle and learn from him.
Yang Shu'an didn't know why, but his spine suddenly straightened up after hearing this sentence. He always felt that Jiang Qin would beco taller as soon as this matter got involved.
Just like selling mutton soup by yourself is called a part-ti job, while following Jiang Qin to sell mutton soup is called a business.
If nothing else, just like the sumr vacation after the college entrance examination, Jiang Qin took Guo Zihang to sell lunch boxes and was laughed at by the class for half a month, but what about now? But it has beco a legend and is often ntioned by people. In addition to talking about it, they also call Jiang Qin aweso.
Yes, I, Yang Shuan, went into business with my uncle!
After thinking about this, Yang Shuan no longer hesitated, packed up his things and got into his father's car.
At the sa ti, Jiang Qin also got up early in the morning, washed up, changed clothes, and planned to go out.
He has beco accustod to the pace of business, and even on vacation, he can't rest at all.
Last night, he just listened to Wei Lanlan's work report, participated in Dong Wenhao's year-end topic selection, and discussed the later optimization direction with Sunai. Today he is going to the temple fair again, and his life is simply fulfilling. .
Mom, I wont go to the library. I will go to Wuan Mountain to attend the temple fair today.
Go, go, have fun, dont go ho until you get crazy! Yuan Youqin warned.
Jiang Qin felt the strong maternal love, nodded and went out, then drove to pick up the little rich woman, and then picked up Guo Zihang at the intersection in front.
Lao Guo has been busy at ho in the past few days, and because of a dragon, he was late when he ca ho and was not welcod. As soon as he received Jiang Qin's call, he ca imdiately.
Father, classmate Feng, good morning.
Lao Guo, fasten your seat belt. Today we will go to Wuan Mountain to help Yang Shuanjias mutton soup stall.
Jiang Qin gave instructions, stepped on the accelerator, and led the two of them along the bumpy road, and finally arrived at the foot of Wu'an Mountain.
It was still morning, and white mist was billowing from the large soup bucket. Several people were already sitting in front of Yang Shuan's stall, drinking hot mutton soup to resist the cold winter.
Next to it, a large PVC board is standing, with the locations of each branch of the Mutton Soup House written on it, which looks very eye-catching.
Jiang Qin parked the car at the foot of the mountain, took the little rich woman's hand, and greeted Guo Zihang. The three of them walked up the mountain, and finally ca to Yang Shuan's stall.
Uncle, are you here?
Hey, my aunt is here too? Welco!
Yang Shuan imdiately brought the mazha and handed it over, as enthusiastically as a loser.
Jiang Qin frowned and thought to himself, what's wrong with this guy who is addicted to red envelopes? Damn, it's always a forced pairing like this, one for each uncle and aunt. You've already missed your uncle's big red envelope, don't you know?
You guys stand here for a while, Ill go next door and take a look.
Jiang Qin glanced to the side for a few tis, then turned and walked to the stall next door. As soon as he passed the cigarette, he started chatting with the stall owner.
The temple fair in Wu'an Mountain started the day before yesterday and lasted for five days. They had arrived relatively late. The stall owners who had already set up stalls would have a lot of experience. A cigarette is not valuable, so they should get so information first. It's also good.
At the sa ti, Guo Zihang pulled Yang Shuan aside, lowered his voice and said, "Old Yang, weren't you ntally burdened just now?"
What kind of psychological burden? Yang Shuan looked confused.
Its okay to call Jiang Qins adoptive father, but I really cant open my mouth to call Mr. Feng my adoptive mother. Why are you so natural?
Yang Shu'an patted Guo Zihang on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Lao Guo, don't have so many idol baggage. Just call once. The one with the red envelope will be very fragrant."
Guo Zihang took a deep breath and made a major decision after hesitating for a while.
Jiang Qin had already finished chatting with the guy selling beef noodles next door, and asked about the ti of day when the custor flow was the largest. When he ca back, Feng Nanshu had already taken out his wallet and handed Guo Zihang a brand new Mao Zedong.
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Jiang Qin looked at them inexplicably and thought to himself, what the **** is going on?
After a while, the sun slowly rose from the back of the mountain, and the morning light spread all over the place. The temperature gradually began to rise, and more and more people ca to attend the temple fair.
As Yang Shuan said, there were quite a few old classmates who ca to attend the temple fair. So of them had friendships, so they knew by na, and so who couldnt be nad but knew their faces, all appeared in the crowd one after another.
After all, it is the winter vacation. College students have been away from ho for half a year and have seen the world outside. After returning ho, they are very lazy. It is easy to et old classmates like this, so they must participate.
Combing your hair like an adult, putting on a handso outfit, eting old classmates and chatting happily for a while, isn't that beautiful?
In fact, many people co here with the ntality of pleasing others and want to pretend to be round and comfortable.
But whenever soone walks to the stall of Yang's Mutton Soup House and sees Feng Nanshu standing obediently in the cold moonlight with her eyes following Jiang Qin, they can't help but shout "Idiot", can't help but throw their heads back, and suddenly I feel like I'm being abused.
Am I wrong? Feng Nanshu?
You read that right, the world is wrong.
Why is Feng Nanshu standing behind the Yang Shu Anjias stall? Are they related?
Have you not seen Jiang Qin? Last sumr, Yang Shuan said in the group that Jiang Qin invested in his familys mutton soup restaurant.
You an, Feng Nanshu ca with Jiang Qin?
"Um."
Damn it, it turns out its not the world thats wrong, its the world thats gone crazy
Is the rumor circulating during the National Day holiday true?
There was a guy nad Lu Chao who was very good at playing CF in the first class of the third grade of high school. He liked Yu Shasha from the second class. When he was eleven, he seed to have gone crazy. He told people everywhere that Feng Nanshu and Jiang Qin were in love, but many people Don't believe it.
Are you kidding, thats Feng Nanshu.
Aloof and unapproachable, she doesn't even like to talk to others. Many people who want to pursue her don't have the courage to strike up a conversation. So people have written love letters but don't have the courage to give them to her.
Who can catch her?
Who can make her cold and cold beco curious about love?
Who can make her willingly beco a lovely girl?
There is no one, so how can she fall in love since there is no one?
But now, everyone saw her standing next to Jiang Qin, with a well-behaved look on her face. The sense of contrast between reality and illusion couldn't be too strong.
Feng Nanshu cannot fall in love. This is a reality for most people. Feng Nanshu follows a boy obediently. This is called fantasy.
However, now everything has been reversed, and the illusory scenes have been forcibly rged into reality, making many people grimace.
But those who had been caught in the rain did not want to hold umbrellas for others. After waiting for a long ti, they pretended as if nothing had happened. When they t the next old classmate, they warmly invited them to the mutton soup stall and lied that they had good things.
how to say.
Yang Shuan's stall is like an automatic aiming water gun, which can quickly identify old classmates in the crowd, and it is extrely accurate.
One of them is being nourished, and one of them is being nourished, and his ntality will collapse.
You know, Feng Nanshu has been a goddess in the south of the city for three years, and she has countless secret admirers.
Did you see Feng Nanshu just now?
I saw it. I was with Jiang Qin at Yangshu Anjias mutton soup stall. She seed even prettier than in high school.
Damn, this scene is a bit too magical. Why does Feng Nanshu like Jiang Qin?
Then who knows where to go?
You went to university in another city, so maybe you dont know, but Jiang Qin is now an entrepreneurial star in Linchuan, the kind who has been in the Youth Daily. It is said that he is worth millions.
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Really, the campus forum we are using now was created by him. He also developed a group-buying website, which is said to have a turnover of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan every day.
Behind the small square table of the mutton soup stall, Yang Shuan was elated, standing up fiercely, and his chest muscles almost opened the zipper of his down jacket.
Doing business with your uncle ans you have a lot of face.
Jiang Qin also pursed his lips, making tut-tsk sounds all the ti.
I dont know why, I have been sitting here without saying anything, not even expressing my expression, but the Shuangtai is full by itself, a magical batch.
Everyone, give us a few monthly passes to give us a taste.
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