There is a seven-color milk tea cup with Jiang Qin’s name written on it, a thermos cup with the name “My Wife Drinks” written on it, a retractable pen that looks like a cat in the pen holder, two little people on the Xitian milk tea card, and a coloring page for group promotions. Two mimicry friends.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the corners of her eyes gradually lost focus, leaving only the big bear crawling around in her mind.
Jiang Qin Jiang Qin Jiang Qin…
Feng Nanshu reached out and held down the automatic pen, pressing down the little cat’s head. Then when he let go, he saw it pop up.
At this moment, Gao Wenhui opened the door and returned to the dormitory, carrying a lot of things on his back.
Her aunt lives in the next city. She went to her aunt’s house to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival this time. She hasn’t come back until now because she brought back too many things and she felt a little exhausted.
But she didn’t know it yet, just because she went to visit relatives, she missed a milestone sweet event.
“Nan Shu, I ate a hugely delicious mooncake at my aunt’s house. It was so soft and glutinous that it felt like it melted in my mouth. It completely changed my stereotype of mooncakes.”
Feng Nanshu looked at her blankly, then rested his head on his arm: “Me too.”
“Hey, have you eaten this kind of mooncake too? I heard it’s hard to buy in the mainland.” Gao Wenhui was a little surprised.
“Anyway, I just ate it. It’s sweet. I will eat it every day from now on.”
Feng Nanshu murmured and patted his pocket. There were still unfinished mooncakes from last night.
Gao Wenhui narrowed her eyes and looked at Feng Nanshu for a long time, and finally pursed her lips, thinking that Jiang Qin must have given the mooncakes to her, because as long as they were given by him, they would be the most delicious in the world no matter how bad they were. After all, Feng Nanshu was a husband. slave.
Hui Huizi, who loves sugar, accurately analyzed the origin of the mooncakes through one-sided information, but she did not expect that the “mooncake” Feng Nanshu ate was not only sweet, but also talked nonsense.
For example: Your salary is gone!
At the same time, Jiang Qin also yawned nonstop and returned to the dormitory. He took off his clothes and went to bed to catch up on his sleep. It was already afternoon when he opened his eyes again.
The autumn sunlight shines into the room through the window lattice, creating a trance of half-light and half-darkness, making Boss Jiang a little confused whether it is morning or afternoon.
“I haven’t stayed up so late for a long time. I can see that I’m so milky…”
Jiang Qin patted his head and got out of bed, went to the balcony to wash his face, and opened the window a crack. After he regained consciousness, he logged into the internal management system and checked the task library.
Then he discovered that there was a document submitted by Tan Qing in his pending confirmation column. When he opened it, it was a picture that said “Invitation Letter to the Group Buying Industry Exchange Conference”. The date was September 24, 2010, and the location was in Shanghai. .
According to the few information available, the organizer of this exchange meeting is Lashou.com, and the organizer is an unknown exhibition company. It lasts for three days and two nights, and food and accommodation are included.
In fact, in the so-called exchange conference, communication is not the purpose, but the limelight is the purpose.
Lashou.com probably wants to take this opportunity to show its appeal and structure to the industry, consolidate its position as the number one group buying network through public meetings, and lay a solid foundation for large-scale financing in the future.
Of course, there’s no point in just doing business. You probably have to go to meetings and show off.